slither, slither. python. [serenity]

[lonelylove :D]

c a u g h t in the moment

I'm a new soul
Pythonkit
I came to this strange world
male
Hoping I could learn a bit bout how to give and take
0-1 moons
But since I came here, felt the joy and the fear
serenityclan
Finding myself making every possible mistake
kit

See I'm a young soul in this very strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fake
But why all this hate? try to communicate
Finding trust and love is not always easy to make

Most notably about Pythonkit, he is very skinny. He was born with a small, slim frame. He was almost no body fat, but his muscles are incredible for a lanky kit like himself. Even though he’s only a kit, he takes fighting very seriously, and his developed muscles prove this. He has a long tail, and bony legs to boot. His small body helps him move faster when he fights.
Pythonkit’s fur is a mess of brown. Let’s start with his face. Large ears with rounded tips sit on the side of the top of his head, erect and alert. He has round, pale blue eyes that are above his roughly triangular muzzle. His nose is a light brown. Pythonkit’s cheeks are framed with dark and light brown stripes. There is a brown triangle that starts on his head and goes all the way down to cover his back. Stripes like a tabby’s cover his legs and neck, and his chest and belly are white, like the underside of a snake. His back and tail are all dark brown, but the very tips of the hairs are lighter.

This is a happy end
Cause you don't understand
Everything you have done
Why's everything so wrong

Pythonkit despises serving other individuals but ends up doing so anyway because he enjoys training and fighting. He values his independence highly (and of course, trusts virtually no one,) and tends to views serving another as little better than being a slave to that person. He presumably has little interest in occupying his time with the headaches of day-to-day leadership when he would prefer to be pursuing his craft as a warrior and refining his fighting skills. He understands the value of being in a Clan, however, and being able to draw upon their resources for his reasons. He is capable of speedy and agile movements many fighters cannot even dream of. He is also excellent at improvising; he can use his surroundings to excellent effect, when he would otherwise be at a severe disadvantage. Pythonkit will also a consummate warrior, combining his ambidexterity, training, and warrior skills to be one of the most dangerous cats in the Clan. Few cats indeed will cross claws with him and live to tell of it.
Pythonkit will tirelessly maintain himself in top condition, and will constantly seeks to improve his skills. He is also terribly cunning, able to outthink as well as outfight his opponents. Aside from things that are useful in the pursuit of his ends, Pythonkit tends to not care about, or even to actively disdain, power or status. Pythonkit’s greatest hatred and disgust (for this cat is quite a prickly and hateful tom) is reserved for those who are willing to abandon or betray their children in an effort to save themselves, and also his siblings for having greater bonds that he could ever have. Pythonkit has been extremely reluctant to completely trust anyone, and he‘s quite sensitive. He has since begun to slightly trust Kellykit because of their similar dislike of Sequoiakit and Sealkit, as much as he could trust anyone. He thinks all the authority figures in his life are clearly hypocrites and liars openly using their power to exploit and rob those less fortunate than themselves. Pythonkit has developed an utterly pessimistic and pragmatic outlook, viewing the world as a hateful place where everyone exploits everyone else, unless they are too weak to do so; to survive, one must possess the power to exploit others and the ruthlessness to do so without allowing emotions to encumber you.

This is a happy end
Come and give me your hand
I'll take you far away

In order to tell Pythonkit’s history, I must tell you about his parents’ history. Snowflake and Octoberlies both had bad pasts, and it was their pasts that brought them together.
Snowflake was born to Chaosfire, a horrible rogue who despised the kit she herself bore. To escape from her mother, she ran away to Serenityclan, to give herself a second chance at a better life. And Octoberlies had a past, too. Only at 10 moons old, he gave himself to Butterflypaw, an apprentice in Cloudclan. She gave birth to his kits not long afterwards. Their names were Hollykit, Hyenakit, Treekit, Barrenkit, and Barleykit. All except Hollykit and Hyenakit stayed in Cloudclan, much to Octoberlies’s dismay. It broke his heart when Butterflypaw and Hollykit died, but he was still able to watch his son, Hyenakit, grow up to be Hyenastrike.
The two became friends and not long after, they fell in love. Now, Snowflake has born Octoberlies’s kits, which are Pythonkit, Sealkit, Sequoiakit, Kellykit, and Bambookit.

I'm a new soul
I came to this strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout how to give and take
But since I came here, felt the joy and the fear
Finding myself making every possible mistake

mother

[/color] Snowflake
father Octoberlies
sisters Kellykit, Sealkit
brothers Sequoiakit, Bambookit

New soul...
In this very strange world...
Every possible mistake
Possible mistake
Every possible mistake
Mistakes, mistakes, mistakes...

POiSONTeARSCRaSHDoWN

New Soul by Yael Naim.

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[SHADE. :D]

Accepted.