Mistkit of ThunderClan
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Mistkit of ThunderClan
Name: Mistkit
Gender:She-cat
Affiliate:ThunderClan
Rank:Kit
Looks:Tiny silver she-cat. She has blue eyes and black stripes that look like shadows on a misty forest floor. Small,white tipped paws and white chest and underbelly. Small,pink nose on white muzzle.
Personality:Very shy and timid. She is very alone and likes to think of becoming the best warrior ever,maybe even a leader. But she feels as though her shy personality is bringing her down,and longs to shake it off to become a great fighter. Her best area is hunting,and,in her time alone,likes to tackle leaves and have fun. She only opens up to kinder cats,like herself. She could never harm a cat of her Clan,except in play-fighting.
Birth:ThunderClan
How many other characters you have: Rainpaw,Autumn,Mud
History:She was born and raised a Clan cat,and has no desire to live any other way. She is only three moons old,so nothing much has happened in her life. And since she is so shy,she barely leaves camp. Not since her sister,Petalclaw,died in battle against a rouge invasion.
RP Sample
Terror sped through the young she-kit's limbs,and she could only cringe away from the huge tabby towered over her,teeth bared and claws raised. His eyes were narrowed in hatred,and he swiped at her,bowling her over and across the floor of the nursery. She screamed in terror,and closed her eyes,willing him to go away. Suddenly,through the murky half-light of the nursery,a large pale gray blur exploded into the bramble bush,hissing and snarling. "Petalclaw!"she squeaked in relief. The she-cat nodded,ramming her shoulder against the tabby. He flew past her,getting his fur entangled in the thorns and tendrils of the bramble walls. Petalclaw rushed at her,and licked her head,where blood seeped into her eyes from a shallow cut on her forehead. "Mistkit,are you alright?"she asked in between licks. Mistkit nodded,too terrified to speak. Petalclaw's beautiful gray fur was splotched red with blood from several deep wounds,and the salty stench nearly made her gag. "Shh,"her older sister murmured softly,comforting her. She calmed,her breathing still shaky. "Noo!!"she screamed suddenly,cowering behind her sister. Petalclaw turned,a fatal mistake,just as a medium built tom sliced at her back. She gargled,blood bubbling to her mouth,as his claws instead slashed her throat open. Her amber eyes dulled,and her breathing stilled. "Petalclaw?"she whimpered,nudging her. She didn't respond,and moments later,Mistkit heard the rouges retreating,heard Whitestar's victorious cry. 'It doesn't matter,'she thought in grief. 'Petalclaw's dead.'
Name:Petalclaw
Gender:She-cat
Affiliate:StarClan
Rank:StarClan Warrior
Looks:Large pale gray she-cat with amber eyes. Strange rose petal pattern on her front paw,thus her name. Has medium built shoulders and white chest and paws. Longer furred with shorter legs. A long scar stretches from her throat to her shoulder,as it was the injury that killed her.
Personality: Kind and caring,but very outgoing with her opinions. Basically,the opposite of her younger sister,Mistkit. Very loyal,dieing to defend her Clanmates and sister. Motherlike in many ways,a role model to many StarClan kits and apprentices that died too young.
Birth:ThunderClan
How many other characters you have:Rainpaw,Autumn,and Mud
History:When Petalclaw was a kit,Whitestar was named leader of ThunderClan. Her mother was Dewsong,her father Frostfoot. When she was 14 moons old,Mistkit was born as her little sister. She died at the paws of a white rouge named Viper,who died that same day under a monster as he was crossing the Thunderpath.
RP Sample
Petalkit snuggled into her mothers belly,not hearing the sounds of excitement out in the clearing. "Is he back already?"Dewsong's soft voice asked in curiosity. 'Who else is here?'she wondered,her eyes still closed as she pretended to sleep. "No,but his escort is. They said he would arrive in a moment."the gruff voice of her father said loudly. Dewsong purred in delight,her flank rumbling. "Petalkit,wake up. Your new leader's here to see you."
Gender:She-cat
Affiliate:ThunderClan
Rank:Kit
Looks:Tiny silver she-cat. She has blue eyes and black stripes that look like shadows on a misty forest floor. Small,white tipped paws and white chest and underbelly. Small,pink nose on white muzzle.
Personality:Very shy and timid. She is very alone and likes to think of becoming the best warrior ever,maybe even a leader. But she feels as though her shy personality is bringing her down,and longs to shake it off to become a great fighter. Her best area is hunting,and,in her time alone,likes to tackle leaves and have fun. She only opens up to kinder cats,like herself. She could never harm a cat of her Clan,except in play-fighting.
Birth:ThunderClan
How many other characters you have: Rainpaw,Autumn,Mud
History:She was born and raised a Clan cat,and has no desire to live any other way. She is only three moons old,so nothing much has happened in her life. And since she is so shy,she barely leaves camp. Not since her sister,Petalclaw,died in battle against a rouge invasion.
RP Sample
Terror sped through the young she-kit's limbs,and she could only cringe away from the huge tabby towered over her,teeth bared and claws raised. His eyes were narrowed in hatred,and he swiped at her,bowling her over and across the floor of the nursery. She screamed in terror,and closed her eyes,willing him to go away. Suddenly,through the murky half-light of the nursery,a large pale gray blur exploded into the bramble bush,hissing and snarling. "Petalclaw!"she squeaked in relief. The she-cat nodded,ramming her shoulder against the tabby. He flew past her,getting his fur entangled in the thorns and tendrils of the bramble walls. Petalclaw rushed at her,and licked her head,where blood seeped into her eyes from a shallow cut on her forehead. "Mistkit,are you alright?"she asked in between licks. Mistkit nodded,too terrified to speak. Petalclaw's beautiful gray fur was splotched red with blood from several deep wounds,and the salty stench nearly made her gag. "Shh,"her older sister murmured softly,comforting her. She calmed,her breathing still shaky. "Noo!!"she screamed suddenly,cowering behind her sister. Petalclaw turned,a fatal mistake,just as a medium built tom sliced at her back. She gargled,blood bubbling to her mouth,as his claws instead slashed her throat open. Her amber eyes dulled,and her breathing stilled. "Petalclaw?"she whimpered,nudging her. She didn't respond,and moments later,Mistkit heard the rouges retreating,heard Whitestar's victorious cry. 'It doesn't matter,'she thought in grief. 'Petalclaw's dead.'
Name:Petalclaw
Gender:She-cat
Affiliate:StarClan
Rank:StarClan Warrior
Looks:Large pale gray she-cat with amber eyes. Strange rose petal pattern on her front paw,thus her name. Has medium built shoulders and white chest and paws. Longer furred with shorter legs. A long scar stretches from her throat to her shoulder,as it was the injury that killed her.
Personality: Kind and caring,but very outgoing with her opinions. Basically,the opposite of her younger sister,Mistkit. Very loyal,dieing to defend her Clanmates and sister. Motherlike in many ways,a role model to many StarClan kits and apprentices that died too young.
Birth:ThunderClan
How many other characters you have:Rainpaw,Autumn,and Mud
History:When Petalclaw was a kit,Whitestar was named leader of ThunderClan. Her mother was Dewsong,her father Frostfoot. When she was 14 moons old,Mistkit was born as her little sister. She died at the paws of a white rouge named Viper,who died that same day under a monster as he was crossing the Thunderpath.
RP Sample
Petalkit snuggled into her mothers belly,not hearing the sounds of excitement out in the clearing. "Is he back already?"Dewsong's soft voice asked in curiosity. 'Who else is here?'she wondered,her eyes still closed as she pretended to sleep. "No,but his escort is. They said he would arrive in a moment."the gruff voice of her father said loudly. Dewsong purred in delight,her flank rumbling. "Petalkit,wake up. Your new leader's here to see you."
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