Post by Aqua on Aug 20, 2019 8:42:11 GMT -5
Name: Littlekit Littlepaw Littlelotus
Age: 8 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Rainclan
Rank: Apprentice
Picture:
App #2 | Adult #1 | Adult #2
Adult #3 | Adult #4
Credit to Regina
Description:
At first glance, some would assume Littlepaw is much younger than she really is. She is much smaller than the typical cat her age afterall. She was born a little on the early side as a runt and has issues growing like other cats. This being said she has shorter legs and is generally smaller in stature. She doesn't let this stop her, however, and she knocks about like the other cats do.
The small she-cat is totally silver in color. Her short fur is actually quite soft and she keeps it well groomed to look her best when she can. The overall shade helps to bring out her intense amber eyes, the deep color intriguing. Her big eyes are also planted on either side of her coal black nose.
Description Summary:
A small, silver she-cat with amber eyes.
Personality:
Littlepaw, while small in stature, has a big heart. She is kind to all she meets regardless of their clan or attitude towards her. It makes her feel good to treat others with a certain altruism. As she sees it, no matter their age, look, or allegiances, they are all cats under Starclan's watchful eye and deserve her regard. Any moment could potentially be their last so she sees no reason to intrude badly onto another cat's life. There are so many obstacles and hard choices to make without other cats causing more stress. This outlook might be morbid to some, but this is how the she-cat feels and explains her kind nature.
One thing that is a downfall of Littlepaw's is that she is extremely clumsy. Because her legs are shorter than the normal cat, she commonly ends up falling over or messing up when trying to learn new things. Her overall coordination is dreadful and she often has bad luck. This, however, does not remotely stop the she-cat or put her down. She has a tremendous amount of determination even in sight of her clumsiness. She was always taught by her father to never give up on the things you want the most so she constantly keeps that in mind throughout her day. She always gets right back up even when she "falls down."
History:
Silvermist - Mother - Rainclan Warrior - Gray she-cat with green eyes - Deceased from kitting
Whitestorm - Father - Rainclan Warrior - White tom with amber eyes
Snowkit - Sister - Rainclan kit - White she-cat with green eyes - Stillborn
Stormcloud - Aunt - Rainclan Warrior - Gray she-cat with green eyes
Stonepaw - Cousin - Rainclan Apprentice - Gray tabby tom with green eyes
Silvermist and Whitestorm were the typical cat couple. However, both were devoted to their clan so much that they tried to balance clan duties with spending time with each other. Sometimes it was hard for the two, especially when Silvermist became pregnant. With her protuding belly, she was often stuck at camp while Whitestorm took on double patrols to make up for her being down. It was a rough start for the lovebirds and things didn't get any easier. With the impending birth coming, Silvermist began to have complications. She was in pain on the daily and found it hard to even eat. The medicine cat feared that the she-cat might be miscarrying the babies and put her on strict bedrest in their den.
Under the constant watch of the medicine cat, Silvermist managed to make it for a couple days before going into labor. Labor was rough and even more painful than anything Silvermist had ever felt. So much so that she had begun to bleed more than normal. Fearing they might lose the kits and queen, the medicine cat worked hard to keep her calm and ease her pain. Whitestorm and Silvermist's queen sister Stormcloud were present to try and help in any way they could.
Silvermist pushed out a small white she-cat first. The small kitten was sadly a stillborn. The second kit was a tiny silver she-cat who was luckily breathing and alive. Stormcloud immediately took the kit and began to clean her, trying to get her to nurse off of her while her mother was cared for. Silvermist pushed away her mate and the medicine cat, managing to crawl over to see both her stillborn kit and living kit. She smiled from ear to ear as she proudly named the gray she-cat, Littlekit. While the other kit was no longer with them, she still lovingly named her Snowkit, pulling her body against her own. She then gave Littlekit a loving lick on her forehead and whispered to grow big and strong for mommy before Silvermist laid her head down and slipped away to Starclan. The loss of blood and trauma from the birth had proved too much for the she-cat. Both Snowkit and Silvermist were lost that day.
Littlekit, as her name would suggest, was a runty kitten. Her size alone made many wonder if she could survive. But the kit was a fighter. She pushed on with the loving care of her father and aunt. She also had a slightly older cousin at her side to help her learn, Stonekit. Her father visted her many times throughout the day, telling her stories of life outside the den and stories of her dear mother. He would always encourage her when she would try new things and taught her everything he could from the confines of the nursery. She was the last piece of Silvermist he had so he went out of his way to be with her and care for her.
When the day came for her apprentice ceremony, Whitestorm was so proud. Littlepaw, as she was then named, was excited to be able to leave the nursery. She was still small in size by that time but she wouldn't let that get into her way. She is now determined and ready to set out and make her whole family proud.
Other:
So essentially her mother's body was prematurely trying to put her into labor and expel the kits because of the first kit passing on in the womb.
And....I'm not crying. You're crying! D:
Age: 8 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Rainclan
Rank: Apprentice
Picture:
App #2 | Adult #1 | Adult #2
Adult #3 | Adult #4
Credit to Regina
Description:
At first glance, some would assume Littlepaw is much younger than she really is. She is much smaller than the typical cat her age afterall. She was born a little on the early side as a runt and has issues growing like other cats. This being said she has shorter legs and is generally smaller in stature. She doesn't let this stop her, however, and she knocks about like the other cats do.
The small she-cat is totally silver in color. Her short fur is actually quite soft and she keeps it well groomed to look her best when she can. The overall shade helps to bring out her intense amber eyes, the deep color intriguing. Her big eyes are also planted on either side of her coal black nose.
Description Summary:
A small, silver she-cat with amber eyes.
Personality:
Littlepaw, while small in stature, has a big heart. She is kind to all she meets regardless of their clan or attitude towards her. It makes her feel good to treat others with a certain altruism. As she sees it, no matter their age, look, or allegiances, they are all cats under Starclan's watchful eye and deserve her regard. Any moment could potentially be their last so she sees no reason to intrude badly onto another cat's life. There are so many obstacles and hard choices to make without other cats causing more stress. This outlook might be morbid to some, but this is how the she-cat feels and explains her kind nature.
One thing that is a downfall of Littlepaw's is that she is extremely clumsy. Because her legs are shorter than the normal cat, she commonly ends up falling over or messing up when trying to learn new things. Her overall coordination is dreadful and she often has bad luck. This, however, does not remotely stop the she-cat or put her down. She has a tremendous amount of determination even in sight of her clumsiness. She was always taught by her father to never give up on the things you want the most so she constantly keeps that in mind throughout her day. She always gets right back up even when she "falls down."
History:
Silvermist - Mother - Rainclan Warrior - Gray she-cat with green eyes - Deceased from kitting
Whitestorm - Father - Rainclan Warrior - White tom with amber eyes
Snowkit - Sister - Rainclan kit - White she-cat with green eyes - Stillborn
Stormcloud - Aunt - Rainclan Warrior - Gray she-cat with green eyes
Stonepaw - Cousin - Rainclan Apprentice - Gray tabby tom with green eyes
Silvermist and Whitestorm were the typical cat couple. However, both were devoted to their clan so much that they tried to balance clan duties with spending time with each other. Sometimes it was hard for the two, especially when Silvermist became pregnant. With her protuding belly, she was often stuck at camp while Whitestorm took on double patrols to make up for her being down. It was a rough start for the lovebirds and things didn't get any easier. With the impending birth coming, Silvermist began to have complications. She was in pain on the daily and found it hard to even eat. The medicine cat feared that the she-cat might be miscarrying the babies and put her on strict bedrest in their den.
Under the constant watch of the medicine cat, Silvermist managed to make it for a couple days before going into labor. Labor was rough and even more painful than anything Silvermist had ever felt. So much so that she had begun to bleed more than normal. Fearing they might lose the kits and queen, the medicine cat worked hard to keep her calm and ease her pain. Whitestorm and Silvermist's queen sister Stormcloud were present to try and help in any way they could.
Silvermist pushed out a small white she-cat first. The small kitten was sadly a stillborn. The second kit was a tiny silver she-cat who was luckily breathing and alive. Stormcloud immediately took the kit and began to clean her, trying to get her to nurse off of her while her mother was cared for. Silvermist pushed away her mate and the medicine cat, managing to crawl over to see both her stillborn kit and living kit. She smiled from ear to ear as she proudly named the gray she-cat, Littlekit. While the other kit was no longer with them, she still lovingly named her Snowkit, pulling her body against her own. She then gave Littlekit a loving lick on her forehead and whispered to grow big and strong for mommy before Silvermist laid her head down and slipped away to Starclan. The loss of blood and trauma from the birth had proved too much for the she-cat. Both Snowkit and Silvermist were lost that day.
Littlekit, as her name would suggest, was a runty kitten. Her size alone made many wonder if she could survive. But the kit was a fighter. She pushed on with the loving care of her father and aunt. She also had a slightly older cousin at her side to help her learn, Stonekit. Her father visted her many times throughout the day, telling her stories of life outside the den and stories of her dear mother. He would always encourage her when she would try new things and taught her everything he could from the confines of the nursery. She was the last piece of Silvermist he had so he went out of his way to be with her and care for her.
When the day came for her apprentice ceremony, Whitestorm was so proud. Littlepaw, as she was then named, was excited to be able to leave the nursery. She was still small in size by that time but she wouldn't let that get into her way. She is now determined and ready to set out and make her whole family proud.
Other:
So essentially her mother's body was prematurely trying to put her into labor and expel the kits because of the first kit passing on in the womb.
And....I'm not crying. You're crying! D:
