Manfredd

Appearance: slate grey with lighter grey and brown stripes. he has a very large bulk with double paws, a broad head and face with a mournful look. his massive frame is solid muscle and bone.


Family: unknown (he has several kittens that are unnamed and open!)

Personality: not the brightest tool in the shed and a bit slow witted, thinking simply is not Manfredd's strong suit. he is smart enough to let others do that. he has a remarkably thick skin when it comes to insults about his intelligence, most of the time he'll just nod and keep on going. he is rather shy when it comes to queens and courting, the big lug has been around the block a time or two but still comes off the bashful bumpkin. part of this is because he's so darn big and dosn't want to hurt them!

Manfredd is the followers follower, even if an order doesn't make sense to him he will carry it out fully trusting that the Superior giving it must a good reason for giving it! however they must be careful because if for example they tell him to stack some goods in a particular corner and he knows that the roof leaks onto that spot he won't say anything about it he'll just go ahead and stack it there because obviously the one who told him to do it had a good reason for wanting those boxes right there! it is this plodding patience that carries him through the dullest of routines, set him to a task and he will keep going till it's done.

A fairly genial cat when left to his own devices, he really doesn't enjoy hurting people so he try's to do it as quickly and efficiently as possible. nothing personal, it's just business....the other Protectors are trying to break this habit. he really has a sweet heart and is dreadfully loyal to those who treat him well and has become a favorite with the Kittens. he doesn't like seeing queens and kittens hurt and will interfere without considering the consequences.


History: Manfredd was born in the alleys, his size and strength standing out. so there was little surprise that he fell into the role of muscle for one pack and gang after another developing a reputation for leg breaking and he quickly distinguished himself as a durable and reliable fighter. at some time during this time he sired several children, the mothers of whom did not see fit to tell him about.
after knocking about the city's parks he worked the Underground (Subaway) stations and the shops that service them. to date the low point of his career was when he was told to guard a door and a rival gang escaped past him. when he was confronted about it his answer was, "but you said to guard the door not stop anyone coming through it, just look at that door, not a mark on it, not a scratch, no sir no one hurt that door!". fortunately for Manfredd they realized that he wasn't bright enough to be shining them on. despite this sort of thing he still found steady work. from time to time scouts for the Henches would watch him and sound him out about recruiting him. as it would happen while on a caper Mungojearrie met Manfredd and took a liking to the big lug. eventually after seeing the sort of folks Manfredd was denning with, Jerr introduced him to the tribe before Macavity's recruiting scouts could make their move. the large tom settled in taking on watch duties with the tribes Protectors.