"Pearly shells / from the ocean / shining in the sun / covering the shore / when I see them / my heart tells me that I love you / more than all / those little pearly shells." We will start from the beginning; the basic facts about this young, broken female. What would be pure, snowy white fur if it wasn't for the dust of ginger around her solemn blue optics and around the top of her ears, covers a slender, petite frame. The inside of her triangular ears and her dainty nose are a light, pearly pink, earning her the name Pearlyshell. Beaches are full of shells, shimmering brightly in the sun and providing a little element of happiness to those who admire them. Shells, so lovely and sweet, are picked and plucked by many, but only the most beautiful are chosen. The harsh reality is that every one of them, at some point, were simple, yet dazzling works of art. That was before the tide got a hold of them, shattering them to pieces and spreading them helplessly across the shore, never to be put back together again. Some of those delicate, delightful shells break after being trampled and walked over carelessly. For some, it is a combination of all those scenarios that wear them down and break them apart. Such exquisite tapestries on calcium carbonate, just to shatter into unwanted fragments of what they once were. Broken exoskeletons that once held wonderful creatures, discarded and tossed to the side. That is the sad reality of Pearlyshell's existence. At the very beginning of her life, she was new, pleasing, and a complete gem of life. The first break happened the day of her birth. Like most kits, her and her siblings were unwanted, stranded. They were too young to remember, but that little crack spread deep and thick, causing the first split in their shells. Unfortunately, they were taken in by different parents. It was unfortunate because that is the source of the next break. The couple was 'young and dumb' as many describe it. They thought they could raise these beautiful babies themselves, but they couldn't even take care of their own relationship. The two fought and fought, hashing it out in front of the innocent eyes of Pearlyshell and her siblings. Things got dark and unexpected 'accidents' happened. Suddenly, there was blood and fury and abandonment. They were out on their own again, young and fragile babes who hadn't had their eyes opened long and already experienced the terrors of fresh blood and death. It wasn't too long before they were found again, starving and shaking like dying leaves. Their new home was a group of rogue cats who seemed kind and made a family for the already broken kittens. Had they finally found their forever home? No, they hadn't. Apparently, there were differences between their group and a different band of rogues and that induced a war. She was the only one to run. Her siblings stayed and were killed mercilessly as the lost and steadily fracturing shell watched on, too afraid if she stepped out she would meet the same fate. They were just kits, murdered and their bodies tossed carelessly to the side. With that image smashed in her mind forever, the white baby ran as far as she could. Along the way, she fell and broke her leg and hip. Because it wasn't attended to in ample amount of time, it remained permanently crippled. She finally made her way to Brookclan and was thrown into a whole new life, spirit crushed but hope for a better life restored. When you look upon her, she wears a severed smile and slaved devotion to her current home. Her heart, once full of joy and love of life, cries out to be mended, but she manipulates the cries on the way out to ones of servant-hood. Pearlyshell gives everything she has to Brookclan. The problem with that is that all she has is crushed, defective, and strewed. Frantically, she searches for her pieces among the hearts of others, just to be let down. No one picksup a busted shell.

How will they interact with Springlockedgrave & Shiva?: I think there could be some interesting dynamics between them. Coming from such a broken past, Pearlypaw is one who attempts to appear stronger than she feels. She also channels her anxiety and unhappiness into servant-hood. This means that Shiva could either run all over her, or somehow have sympathy and grow soft towards her because of her sad state. Her and Springlocked will definitely be an anxious mess together. It will be interesting if Spring released outwardly stress while Pearlypaw is sweatin' beads trying to keep it all in LOL.
Questions/Comments/Concerns?: None c: