Post by maple on Aug 22, 2010 2:04:23 GMT -5
Name: Stripedkit
Gender: Male
Age: 5 ¾ moons
Clan: ShadowClan
Rank: Older Kit
Mentor: None needed yet
Love Interest: Crushing on Willowpaw (Anyone care to adopt her?)
Kin:
Robinstripe - Mother - NPC
Snakefur – Father – NPC
(plus several other siblings and half siblings)
Description:
Stripedkit is, to put it simply, a striped, grey, kit. He is average average in size, just about the same as other kits in the nursery nearing apprenticeship. Stripedkit was almost too big for the small den the kits call home, and the queens are getting irritated by his constant fumbling and tripping. The soon-to-be apprentice is covered by sleek, short grey fur. It doesn’t do much against the cold, but it does do him well with she-cats, Stripedkit being a major flirt and all. His eyes are extremely bright, and a rich, caramel/gold color. Stripedkit has extraordinary vision, even at night he can make out small details.
Stripedkit's legs are quite long, as is his tail. His muscles are wiry, and undeveloped. Atop the older kit's ears are small tufts, standing up just a little but father than the pink/orange skin. He walks swiftly and strongly, holding his head and tail high.
Personality:
Stripedkit is quite a confident young tom, a real social butterfly. Hes got quite a few apprentice friends, and even a couple warriors come down to the nursery from time to time to see him and his siblings. Stripedkit is quite a little flirt, spending a good part of his day outside the nursery charming apprentices and and warriors who occupy camp. Hes even mingled with a few friendly elders, though he quickly received a cuff to the ear.
Other than his seducing antics, Stripedkit is a determined young kit. He spends a lot of time telling tall tales with the other kits, or bugging his deputy, Ivytooth, whenever possible about how close to apprenticeship he is. When Stripedkit is given a task, he zones in on it. It is quite hard to take hold of his attention when he has focused on something, and almost impossible to get him to change his mind about something Stripedkit has previously decided on. He spends a great deal of his time practicing the warrior code, drilling it into his head over and over. He will be a tough apprentice to handle, but an overall hard worker and honest cat.
History:
Stripedkit was the only kit born to Robinstripe and Snakefur, almost 6 moons ago. He was welcomed with warm hearts into ShadowClan by his mother, while his father didn't show for his son’s birth. Snakefur already had a mate at the time, and though the fact that he was the father was somehow revealed to all of ShadowClan, Robinstripe decided not to tell her only kit who his father was. Trying vainly to protect the innocent kit’s reputation.
Though the subject remains taboo, it doesn’t concern Stripedkit.
He and his mother never spoke of his father, and neither of them plan on it. Though Robinstripe realizes that someday Stripedkit will discover who makes up half of his blood, and their happy cloud will come crashing down, she isn’t willing to tell him.
When Stripedkit was only 3 moons old, he made friends with a she-cat apprentice named Willowpaw, who made a startling impact on his personality. Before then he had been shy and reserved, keeping to himself. She introduced him to the other apprentices, and made him a few friends. Stripedkit would wait around all day while Willowpaw was out training, just so he could say hi and ask her about her no doubt exciting day a ShadowClan apprentice.
The more he and Willowpaw bonded, the more and more outgoing he became. Needless to say, Stripedkit had developed a crush on her. He began striving to impress her, venturing out of the nursery more than any other kit. And worrying poor Robinstripe to pieces. Willowpaw began visiting him less and less as she grew closer with a male apprentice Stripedkit wasn’t very fond of. He began trying harder and harder to impress her, when he decided one day he wanted to leave camp to go catch a big rat to impress his secret crush.
Stripedkit had no idea what he had gotten himself into. It took almost a day and a half to find him, wandering uncomfortably close to the Thunderpath. His mother was ballistic when he was returned by a party of warriors. It was the worst trouble he had ever been in. When he tried to explain why he had snuck away on his own, he was ordered to stay away from Willowpaw. He spent days moping around the nursery, receiving the cold shoulder from his mother.
His little stunt has cost him greatly, and proven that Willowpaw was not a true friend. He eventually earned most of his clan’s trust back, though he still regarded as a kit to watch. Stripedkit vowed never to break the rules again, and started spending more time practicing The Warrior Code than chasing after things he can’t have.
Other:
If anyone wants to play Willowpaw, contact me & an admin.
Song: Limp by Fiona Apple www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mui4muDo0n8&feature=search
Roleplay Example:
It was nearly dawn when Stripedkit’s eyes flickered open. He heard the scuffling of paws outside the nursery as warriors prepared for dawn patrol. He pushed himself away from his mother’s stomach. Stretching, he stuck his head out of the nursery, watching as the warriors lined up. Ivytooth was walking up and down the line, sternly nodding and saying something Stripedkit couldn’t hear. Oh, how I wish I was a warrior Stripedkit thought. He exited the den he and the other kits shared as the last warrior disappeared from sight.
Stripedkit stretched as he padded out to the center of camp. Turning, he peered around. No signs of life yet, the sun was just making his first appearance of the day. I’ll just have to wait for someone to talk to… Stripedkit thought, sighing as he ambled over to the small kill pile in the meantime. Stripedkit selected a large mouse, and walked over to an area that he expected would be getting the best sun soon. He bit into the thick rodent as he eyes ShadowClan's camp. He was just waiting, waiting for a clan mate to awaken. This was how most days started, Stripedkit would awaken early to watch the dawn patrol leaving, and then wait to pounce on any poor cat awakening. StarClan forbid they don't feel like talking.