Grass [cloudclan]

[(aurora) of the problematique]

Going away to be called _{Grasskit [Grasswhistle]}
Rising each day as a _Male
As long as _{4 moons}
Sent for _Cloud
Serving as a _Kit

Flying over darkened skies the battle will call
Distant angels crying in the eye of the storm
And the world falls under the starlight shining from heavens below
Clicketh

_{He has curious poise dedicated to white tawny-spotted paws. Grasskit's legs are sturdy but not muscular. He is a small tomcat with a very distinctive mew. Trained to slip though narrow areas, his body is flexible, a myriad of grays, tawnies, and whites characteristic of his tabby origins. His tail is banded--black and brown with flecks of gray--and ends in a blotch of tawny. His pentagon-shaped face has the focal point of a black button-nose surrounded by a teardrop of white and gray that spreads its color down his neck and belly. Above his nose, stormy blue-green and gray eyes--wide and slitted--peer down generously. Further up is the tabby marking in dark-gray, and you finish his face by dividing and becoming his tufted ears that swivel constantly. His body is mostly dark-gray with his hind-legs being even darker--almost black! The pads that crunch along leaves and grass are a lovely shade of pink, like his ears. His fur is soft now, like bird down, but will become coarse and resemble porcupine quills from far off, and his long tail is very expressive, usually indicating Grasskit's feelings more so than his face.}

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Long years of pain and sorrow searching for more
Cry for the touch of angels never before
And the stars fall on the horizon onwards and up through the pain

<sub>A very kind and talkative tom, he will tend to have the latest gossip around the market, both Clan cats, and other topics--like wolf packs, weather, or fresh-kill. He is open-minded and hospitable, like an innkeeper, and has no problem sheltering any cat who needs it. He does not discriminate on anything, willing to believe that most cats deserve a second chance. He tends to ignore barbs and cat-calls from the enemy. He is trustworthy and perceptive of many things. An honorable and unique individual, Grasskit will do what he thinks is right for his Clan, whether or not others like it. He seems to know what cats are planning and his plans seem to fall accordingly to others. He is guarding and loving, caring and stern, faithful and sturdy.

However, when it comes to fighting, he will seem to change abruptly. His eyes will become darker and more narrow, and his fur will bristle. Grasskit will almost become wraith-like, a monster from oblivion who seeks to avenge a wrongdoing until said thing is thrust down onto the rocks. He must be held back or he will break any oath upon him when he feels the need to kill. He will even sacrifice his place in the Clan to avenge a wrong. Not doing this will eat away at his conscience. He is very obsessive-compulsive.</sub>

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Ride the wind and fight the demon steel shining bright
Standing together forever onwards flames burning strong
Hot wind in Hell of pain and sorrow now and ever onwards
We stare into the dawn of a new world

Grasskit was bequeathed to a home away from CloudClan. His father was unknown and his mother was a small she-cat pregnant with him at the time. At this time, his mother's home Clan was ruled by a tyrannical leader named Shatteredstar, who ruled that all tomkits would be slain at birth. His groupies went through the nursery and began to murder all the tomkits and even some of the queens if the she-cats tried to resist or were pregnant. Grasskit's mother, Holymoon, quickly decided to make her escape. She left Shatteredstar's regime, crossing rivers and plains before she made it to CloudClan Territory. Heavily pregnant, she lost her footing on some rocks and landed in a river, floating downstream. She finally halted in a little pool, where CloudClanners found her. Luckily, she was still conscious, giving birth to two kits, Grasskit and Spottedkit. The CloudClanners brought Grasskit and Spottedkit back to the camp, giving them to a queen who suckled them as if they were her own.

Cry out for the fallen heroes lost in time ago
In our minds they still belong
when the sands of time are gone

_{Holymoon :: mother
Spottedkit:: sister}

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Rise over shadow mountains blazing with power
Crossing valleys endless tears in unity we stand
Far and wide across the land the victory is ours
On towards the gates of reason
Fight for the truth and the freedom
Gloria

_{Poison Tears Crash Down}

[SHADE. :D]

Accepted.