Post by x.Jolly.x on Oct 7, 2008 14:52:33 GMT -5
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This is my Name.
Frostkit
Frostpaw
Frostclaw
This is my Gender.
She-kit
My Age,
1 moons
My Clan,
EclipseClan
And my Rank.
Kit
What you see in me,
Wow, what to say. Frostkit is the first born of the litter, naturally making her the leader. By natures law, anyway. Frostkit's pelt is as sleek and shiny as her fathers, and almost as white if it wasn't for the added spots that dapple her body. They are extremely light on her back and sides but become darker as they reach her shoulders and flanks, and become even darker as they go down her legs. The spots soon turn to stripes on her short tail.
Though she is small, her lithe body and long legs are built for speed, letting her get into trouble more often and making her escapes even quicker. Her small, delicate paws are armed with razor sharp, ebony claws that, for now, are only used for clawing at the nursery walls and already dead fresh-kill. Her completely light gray ears are average and sharp, letting her hear better then other even at her young age, but does she ever use her good hearing? Not when her moms around.
And what I see in you.
Trouble. That's what her attitude is in one word, trouble. Silverleaf loved the thought of her kit being fast so she can run from the enemy at a high speed. Then Frostkit started running all over the nursery and soon would often run in and out of all the dens, including the leader's den, often worrying Silverleaf because the kit disappears so often she's never able to keep track of where the white kit is. She fears the kit will one day run out of the camp and get lost, falling down some old, deep rabbit hole where no one will ever find her.
But does Frostkit ever thing of that kind of stuff? I think not. The she-kit is one who loves to act now and think later, she never thinks before paw and always tries to find the fun in things. She has many talents, but sitting still is not one of them. The kit can hardly stand to lay for a few moments before going to bed before she has to move, claiming she can't find a comfortable spot.
But when she puts her mind to something she gets it done, no matter how long it takes. When ever something goes wrong, she loses her bounciness and focuses on the problem until its fixed or done, then she acts like nothing happened. She's loyal and loving, protecting those around her even if she doesn't know them.
Who I am tied too,
Parents...
Silverleaf and Freefang. Freefang, a handsome creamy white tom with brown stockings and tail, lead a pretty normal life, loyal to his Clan and family only, caring for his kits and protecting them and his mate with his life. He's parents died when he was a young apprentice at only 7 moons.
Silverleaf, a gorgeous white and dark gray she-cat with a black speckled pelt, had also lead a normal life. She had been mentored by her own father and was a skilled fighter and hunter, though she loved to hunt more then fight. She is a stubborn thing who never backs down from an argument. She lost her parents shortly after becoming a warrior.
The she-cat had fallen in love with Freefang after almost her whole family deserted her. The two met on a hunting patrol and became instant friends that soon turned into mates after he saved her life from a badger that nearly bit her head off.
Then one night she could feel them inside of her and she just knew it. Kits. She was carrying Freefangs kits in her stomach and the tom was over flowing with joy when he found out.
The kits were born with no problem and given names by their mother. Whitekit, Rainkit, and Frostkit. This is Frostkit's beginning.
And who's tied to me.
Freefang - Father
Silverleaf - Mother
Whitekit - Brother
Rainkit - Sister
What you must know,
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