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[they call me]Sorrowstar
Tomcat
40 Moons
BrightClanner
Leader
[the handsome one] Sorrowstar is a dull grey, like how one might see the wold on a rainy day. this describes him well; he has grey-blue eyes, and flecks of darker and lighter grey running through his monotone coat. If one was to inspect him closely, if they had a keen eye they would see faint tabby markings upon his back and tail. The tip of his longer then average tail is a smoky white, as is his right forepaw. he is a large tomcat, and has a muscular build. His long ears are evidence of his mother, who was a silver Egyptian Mau, born a kittypet, to later become a rogue. His face is broader then that of his mother, the face of his father. His father was a Grey-blue Maine Coon, so Sorrowstar also inherited medium length fur. His paws are also large; this he has not inherited. They look rather clumsy, mounted on the base of slender, strong legs. But they are in fact very agile, and give him great grip when running at high speed.
[solitary]Sorrowstar is a quiet cat, and keeps mostly to himself. he is somewhat shy, but presents magnificent leadership skills, keeping BrightClan thriving. A first impression one might make that he was a mute, incapable tom who only lead because he pulled some strings with the former leader, Frozenstar, who was his mother. But when the time comes he is a ready cat, with amazing cunning and skill. He has an unnatural gift for devising attack routes, which also makes him alot more dangerous and powerfull then he looks. But if any cat has half a mind, they will know that looks are very deceiving.
He is very observant and a deep thinker, which has proved extremely useful in the past, and he never lets those skills become unpracticed, as he is wise enough to know they may be very cherished possessions one day, capable of saving him, or even his clan. He always looks out for every cat, from the oldest elder to the smallest kit. He spends any free time he may have either helping out around camp, or pondering outside of camp. He loves to be alone with his thoughts, his closest friends.
He has never felt the love or passion of a mate, love came just from his mother and his sister, who resides in MoonClan. Part of him longs for someone to love, but another half(Most likely the voice of righteousness) says that it would end up leaving him too heartbroken, shattered. He has lived like this for a very long time, running from his emotions, thinking it will make him stronger. But he doesn't know how wrong he may be.
[come closer, and listen to my story...]Drip. Drop.The moonlight cast a gloomy haze over the dull, dreary night.
everything seemed to be a shade of grey, black or white. The rain fell nearly silently, leaving a fine mist hovering in the damp air.
"
Where are we?" Hissed a harsh voice, cracked with pain.
"
Not too much further, dearest." Answered a second, much more patiently then the first.
The first voice growled with impatience as she stepped out of the small undergrowth on the side of the Thunderpath.
"
Steelfeather, we need shelter. Do you want your kits to freeze to death?" She hissed, and gave her enormously swollen stomach a brisk lick. The feline had a slender, refined build, and shocking blue eyes. Her pelt was a bright silver, covered in steel grey bengal markings. She grimaced as another pain grasped her belly.
Worry flickered across Steelfeather's dark grey face. "
Be patient, Frozen, my love." He said sofly as his gaze rested upon his mates swollen stomach. He purred quietly, and hastened. His ears perked, he quickly sought out the small hollow in which he had been born. Rumor had it that this was now the territory of a group of cats that called themselves BrightClan, but they took no notice. "
Inside, quick." he said, ushering Frozen forward. The moody she cat stepped inside, and made herself comfortable on a growing cushion of whatever Steelfeather could find that wasn't soaked. he sighed, relived to be somewhere dry, and closed her eyes.
***
"
Steelfeather. Wake up." Said Frozen softly. "
You need to see our kits. your kits." She said softly, eyes full of pride. Steelfeather opened his eyes sleepily- and saw two small bundles of fur. One a sleek grey and silver, the mirror image of her mother, while the other seemed to be a combination of the two.
Two was normally considered a small litter, but Steelfeather couldn't have been more proud of the two incredibly small scraps of fur. He purred and nuzzled Frozen tenderly, before turning to the kittens. "
Have you picked out names? he asked gently, not taking his mystified gaze of of the kits.
"
No, I was waiting 'till you finally woke up." Frozen replied, licking the light silver kit tenderly. "
Although I really do like the name Cobaltkit." She said, nudging the silver one. Steelfeather nodded in assent.
"
Cobaltkit is lovely." He mewed, and surveyed the other kit. The nameless one. "
Hmmm... How about Riverkit?" He suggested, removing his gaze from the kitten and resting it upon Frozen, who nodded. Steelfeather purred and found a comfortable position. With one last sparkling gaze, he retreated to the silent refugee of his dreams.
***
"
Race you!" Yowled Cobaltkit to Riverkit, who lashed his tail and darted after her on nimble paws. Soon enough, he had caught up and pounced on his sister, mewing and giggling loudly. They rolled around, until Riverkit sat bolt upright.
"
Did you hear that?" He mewed cautiously, looking at Cobaltkit, who shrugged. "
Nope. It was probably nothing..."
"
Don't be so sure." Hissed a throaty voice from the shadows. The kits stopped there frolic and looked at the cats now surrounding them in fright.
"
W-Who are y-you?" Mewed Riverkit, shaking with fright.
"
Thornstar."
"
Thornstar?" Repeated Cobaltkit.
"
Thornstar, leader of MoonClan." Replied the huge tom, sitting down and observing the two kittens with mild interest.
"
What's a MoonClan?" Asked Riverkit, puzzled.
She ginger she-cat next to him purred with amusement. "
Your new home." She said, and at a flick of her shockingly orange tail, two brutal-looking tomcats picked up Riverkit and Cobaltkit and started to run away.
"
Where are you taking us?!" Cobaltkit yowled.
"
And I still want to know what a MoonClan is!"
***
"
Did you hear something, love?" Frozen asked, ears pricked. She and Steelfeather were just returning from a hunt, and were heading back to the den.
"
No, Dear. I'm sure it was just nothing." Steelfeather replied, entering the den.
"
Where are my kits?" Frozen said, peering inside. "
I told them to stay here!" She set down the mouse she had been carrying, and raced off. Steelfeather followed.
"
I can scent them here... And other cats. They're gone..." Frozen said, pain embedded in her worried voice. She had lost her world...
***
"
Ribbonkit, from this day forward you shall be known a Ribbonpaw. Hiddenheart will mentor you". Said Thornstar from atop the Moonrock. "
And Steelkit, you shall now be known as Steelpaw. I belive that Lostsoul is ready for an apprentice. May she pass all of her cunning on to you as your mentor."
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