Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2017 18:30:56 GMT -5
Littlepaw  basics name • Littlepaw || Littleripple age • Six Moons gender • Male sexuality • Homosexual clan • Riverclan rank • Apprentice appearance allegiance • A fluffy small tom with ginger, brown, and cream colored pelt, and Olive eyes. full • A small and petite build tom with fluffy, thick and full pelt. He's a rusted orange with a light oak brown covering all of his body besides his underside. His underside is a washed out creamy color, and his tabby markings black, or almost like a burnt oak color. He has wide, curious green colored eyes, a bright olive. He has great muscle in his hind legs, able to pounce far and leave a nasty bunnykick on any unsuspecting cat. He's a bit down on his looks, mostly because of his petite size of being a runt of a litter of cats. personality positives (at least three) +Sweet, He's never said a foul word or lashed a sour tongue. He's always sweet and kind to those around him, even those who don't show the same kind of respect. +Curious, Good for an apprentice, to want to find new things, do something different. It's better than hiding away in the nursery like had done a few moons ago. +Loyal, Though he was not clan born he had fallen in love with the clan and can't imagine himself going back to the 'soft' and 'comfortable' life he was born from. negatives (at least three) -Shy/Timid, He has trouble feeling like he completely belongs in the clan with his backstory. So, he tends to be more quiet, a bit more jumpy. Not born with the blood makes him think he might be lesser than the other apprentices. -Pushover, He can't talk back or stand up for himself, especially those who have more authority than him. He takes what they say or do, and tries to somehow prevent it from happening again. -Follower/Listener, He doesn't like to be in charge of things, he'd much rather follow the orders of someone else. He finds it stressful to be put on the spot, or asked to show someone else how something is done. etc. =Playful, Mostly he plays with himself, but he does have a hyper and happy kind of spirit as he bounces around trying to catch leaves and batting around a mossball. =Innocent, He hasn't been exposed to much yet... He has a child's mind still, doesn't know that everything isn't all sunshine. =Gentle, He knows he will have to fight, but with everything he has a gentle kind of touch. Kind of hard to see him try to attack something. relationships (can skip) please remove non-applicable family members. if not using this part, delete the entire section.(birth) parent 1 • Dolly, Female, Alive, Kittpet (birth) parent 2 • Dollen, Male, Alive, Kittypet mate(s) • None kit(s) • None other descendant(s) (list relation) • (Savior/Friend) • Nightjay, Male, Alive, Rogue history Littlepaw was born with the name peanut in his kittypet lifetime. He was born from two house cats, though it wasn't planned the twolegs didn't mind taking care and selling a few kittens. He was the only kitten born from the litter, very small and sickly at the time, but thanks to the caring twolegs he did just fine. The kitten was a curious and playful one, always running around the house and causing a mess of things. One stormy night the twolegs forgot to lock up the kitten door to their backyard, and one of the balls of string went through. It was his favorite toy and he couldn't wait until after the storm to get his toy. Without telling his parents he went outside to find it rolling away in the harsh winds. Determined he went chasing after it, with no fence in the yard he only caught it when the house was gone. Not knowing where to go, a clap of thunder shook him up and he went bolting away, ending up at a forest. Drenched in rain the kitten wandered around the forest, not going inside, just following the outline. A large black tom had come from the shadows of the trees and introduced himself as Nightjay. The cat couldn't ignore such a terrified call from such a little thing. It was a obviously a kittypet to the old warriors eyes with it's round belly, and the fact it wasn't in the forest. Not exactly knowing how to get to the twoleg nests, he decided the best bet was to bring the kitten to a place he did know before the thing got sick from the wet and cold. With much reluctance and whimpering to be taken to his home, he had followed the tom through the forest. The two had spent the night together in a hollow bit of tree to shelter each other from the rain. Nightjay explaining a few things about where they were heading, though Peanut never got what he was saying, just nodding his head. The other had decided to change his name as well, from Peanut to Littlekit... The kitten didn't mind this at all, never really liking his kittypet name anyways. When morning had come the two were at the boarder of Riverclan, this was the kits best hope, and who would deny a scared kitten? When a dawn patrol showed up with hostility, of course, Nightjay explained the situation, leaving out that he was kittypet. Littlekit didn't want to leave the toms side, but the other refused, knowing that him joining might limit the chances of the kit getting inside. Nightjay was an old warrior of nearly sixty moons who was an ex Shadowclan member. He had a litter with a rogue, and left his clan for her. Things didn't go so smoothly to say the least, and now he lived alone outside of the clans. He thought of this as... a good deed, a better life than he gave his own kits. Littlekit was taken into the clan and put in the nursey. He was quiet and skittish, all the new sights and smells scaring the little tom. He missed his mother terribly, but he would remind him something Nightjay had told him. "Your mama will be proud of you someday, Little one. You'll be a great fighter of the forest, and she'll know her child is alive and thriving. You'll be in her memories, and maybe someday you'll meet again," That kept him sane through the rest of his kittenhood as he learned and developed into the code of the clans. |
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