Listen for the [Foot]steps of a [Mouse]

[Dansen[Mouse]]

Mousefoot

any similar small animal of various rodent and marsupial families.

Mousekit Mousepaw
Female
16 moons
Warrior
SerenityClan

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White fur with light gray colors on top. The gray makes a mask above my eyes, goes down my back, and covers my tail until you reach the white tip. Around the middle the gray reaches down my sides and covers my legs like someone poured paint on my. All save one paw, the left fore paw still remains white and clean.

Lets see what else... fur length? Short. How much? A lot. I have a very thick coat, keeps me plenty warm in the winter. Hmm... pale pink tongue, bright pink nose, pale green eyes...

Alright, lets talk body length. I have a slender frame, not very bulky so I'm not always good in claw to claw combat. But my long legs make it easy to out run my opponents, and sharp ivory claws are always battle ready. Paws are decent size, not very big, but not very small. Delicate giving me a lady like appearance.

Last thing is scars, nasty things. Only one that I've got goes strait across my muzzle, all four claws. The thing bled for days before it finally closed up. I'll never forget whom I got it from. Hellfire.

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Well. I used to be bubbly, constantly in a good mood, nothing could ever bring me down. But after I found out my sister wanted me to die in her place so she could leave the forest I've become withdrawn. Where I used to walk up to newcomers, guard down and everything, I now don't approach. I've lost my happiness when I lost my sister. I have a wall up that's so thick now, Bearthorn can hardly get passed it.

I don't trust anyone anymore except for Bearthorn and Snowrose. All others I stray away from. For once in my life its been a while since I've laughed, since I've even smiled. And that used to be rare for me. There once was a time I would be unaware of my surroundings not caring about a thing, now its all different. At times I'm scared of my own shadow, scared that I'll lose someone else.

Fear now rules my life. Fear of what? Not even I know. I look at others like they are ready to kill me and take caution when at gatherings. But I'm coming closer to over coming my fears. Time is all I need now.

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Parents

You want the real truth about my parents? Really? I didn't learn the truth until I was 11 moons old. I grew up thinking I was a pure Clan cat, no rogue or loner blood in me. I was wrong. Dead wrong. You see, both my parents were rogues. My father was Ranger, my mother was Waterpool. Yeah, I know, Waterpool sounds like a Clan name. Its only because her mother was once a Clan cat who left the Clans. Dad was always a rogue, I believe. He hated the Clans.

I don't know much of their story, though except for what my sister told me. Hah, my sister. I'll tell you more about her in a bit. All I know is that mother wanted to take me and my sister to the Clans to be raised and father killed her for it.

Not much of a story, huh. Yeah, I know...

Kithood

Oblivos to my real parents, I was found by Lightningstorm, whom I believed to be my Grandfather. He had a daughter named Morningstripe who had just lost her whole litter. But after Lightingstorm found me, Morningstripe took me in as her own. I loved her as a mother, I still do. She was the best thing that ever happened to me even if I wasn't her blood. She raised me like her own, cared for me, taught me, loved me.

Until the day she went away.

It was a horrible winter. Prey was hard to find, many were dying, everything looked like it was going to fall apart until one day the snow started to melt, the sun was out more, and the fresh-kill was coming back. To celebrate there was going to be a naming ceremony the next day, I was to become an apprentice. But a fox came near the camp, attacking warriors and apprentices.

Mom went out to help defend the Clan.

She never came back.

Apprenticeship

After a time of morning I finally received my name and started my training. I was given Hyenastrike for a mentor. He taught me much, how to provide for the Clan, how to defend it, and how to make peace. He also put up with my bubbly attitude. You see there was once a time were nothing could ever put me down, where I was on top of the world, my head always in the clouds and I hardly paid attention to anything.

It annoyed everyone around me and pushed a lot of cats away from me. But it didn't both me much. I still had other friends and they loved me just as I loved them. Snowpaw, Blisspaw, and Bearpaw.

Later on I think I may have fallen for Blisspaw... but he disappeared from the Clan. I mourned for his leaving.

Snowpaw and Bearpaw were there for me when I needed them both the most. Then I fell for Bearpaw. It was slow love but the love was there. I knew Snowpaw loved me, but I couldn't help it. I loved him more like a brother.

Moons before my naming ceremony my grandfather, Lightningstorm found a she-cat in the forest who was under attack. He thought that she was me because she look just like me, gray fur and everything.

I found out later that she was my sister, my real sister. Grandfather told me what happened, how he found my mother in the forest carrying me and Silver[that was her name] to join the Clans. But father found us and killed mother. Lightningstorm grabbed me and ran. By the time he came back for Silver she was gone.

But now she was back. I was hoping she would join the Clan too. But I found out she was using me. The rogue that Grandfather saw attack her wanted revenge because she killed his brother. His name was Shawman.

I didn't know until the day he attacked me. Another warrior was with us, Hellfire. He was in on the whole plot, he was luring Silver out so the tom could kill her. But Shawman pinned me to the ground instead. Silver ran.

I thought she was going for help, I thought she was going to save me. But I was wrong. Instead she was planning to leave the forest and leave me to die. I was saved by a passing patrol. I ran to find my sister... then did something awful... something that only me and Bearpaw know about.

Warriorhood

I got my Warrior name days after that happened. So far I have had nothing big happen to me except for Bearthorn's loyalty. I haven't left his side since what happened to me. I've lost all that spunkiness I once had, but I'm slowly starting to regain some. Maybe one day I'll have some kits...

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'Warm, oh how warm my mothers fur can be, especially on a day as cold as this' thought Mousekit as she laid by her mothers side. new-leaf is just around the corner she had heard the elders say, and for that she was glad. Though she looked to be asleep, her whiskers quivered in excitement. She was to be named an apprentice soon, and she was extremely excited to finally be out of the nursery. That is, unless her mother convinced the Clan leader that she was still a newborn kit.

Suddenly there was a wail from another cat who ran into the camp, screeching 'fox'. Immediately Mousekit's mother jumped up, almost knocking her over, and running out of the den. She barely had time to rush to the nursery entrance before her mother raced out though the camp entrance and Lightningstrom, one of the senior warriors, strolled towards her.

"Wheres Mother going?" Mousekit meowed as the mottled warrior came up to her.

"She's gone off to help drive off the fox." He rasped in his cracked voice. "Its young and starving and is trying to eat a whole patrol of cats. It must be desperate if its trying to eat a whole patrol."

"I-is Mother going to be alright?" Even though she was going to be one of those who would go off and fight foxes soon, she still feared for her own Mother.

"She will." He promised as he curled his tail around her small body.

But she never did. When the patrol returned, Mousekit's mother had been carried off by the fox and for three days, Mousekit refused to eat or even move from the nest her and her mother used to share.

But one morning she came out, all perky and ran strait to the Warriors den where she gave Lightningstorm a couple of licks and explained to him how her mother visited her in her dreams.

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Ranger – Father[deceased]

Waterpool – Mother[deceased]

Morningstripe - Foster Mother[deceased]

Hazelkit - Foster Brother[deceased]

Shudderkit - Foster Brother[deceased]

Lightningstorm - Foster Grandfather

Hyenastrike - Former Mentor

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Updated 4/19/09