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You can run but you can't hide, I'm gonna make you mine.

WOLFKIT

PAST NAMES: None. AGE: 3 moons. CLAN: NightClan. RANK: Kit. GENDER: ♂ Male. SEXUALITY: Straight. FAMILY TREE: Here. FACECLAIM GALLERY: None.

DETAILED INFORMATION [attr="class","box1"]APPEARANCE Summary » Large, silver tabby tom with a thick ruff of white fur around his neck. One of the traits that distinguish Wolfkit from his littermates is his handsome tabby coat. The array of complex stripes and markings on his face give him a regal, tiger-esque appearance. Each stripe dapples and swirls across his pelt in a complicated patterning that compliments his thick fur and firm, confident stature. His large, bushy tail is reminiscent of the thick tails that his canine namesakes possess. It can typically be seen resting calmly behind him. Rarely do his tail movements betray his feelings the way they do for so many other cats. Wolfkit can embody stillness whenever he wishes to, and he likes to use that to his advantage to unnerve his opponents. Even at his young age, he is already much bigger than his sisters. The natural girth of this young cat hints at his future as a titan among NightClan. His size gives him both a powerful advantage and a clumsy disposition. He is so much of a solid wall that physically speaking, he cannot attain any impressive speeds. Rather than frustrate him, Wolfkit doesn't see the point in being speedy. Being fast is for those running away, and he doesn't plan on running away from anything. Around his neck grows a thick, handsome ruff of white mane, giving him an odd likeness to a silver lion. While this extra fluff can be incredibly uncomfortable in the Greenleaf moons, Wolfkit is secretly proud of it. He feels it makes him look like a LionClan warrior, ready to take on any foe. His large, pointed ears end in two tufts like a lynx. His narrow, sharp and bright orange eyes add to this effect, there is an almost predatory glint in those vibrant irises as he silently watches his surroundings. His paws are massive, even more so as a kit because he has yet to grow into them. His fangs, hidden beneath silver jowls, are thick and pointed. Just above those grow his short, blunt white whiskers. They hardly seem to twitch at all, even when he's amused. His muzzle is paler than the rest of his silver body, highlighting that fierce snout, especially when his teeth are bared. PERSONALITY Wolfkit never expects to lose at anything. He is so confident of his own advantage that he will stand and face whatever may come, no matter how impossible the odds of winning. To run away is not in his DNA. This small kit would stand to face a predator if he encountered one, determined to defend his Clan and clanmates with every last fibre of his being, no matter what may happen to him. This often manifests itself in the worst moments, making the young tom look more foolish than brave. His refusal to run is not borne out a need to prove himself, but from the knowledge deep in his heart that he is special. If he can stop harm from befalling those he cares about, then why would he ever run? His confidence in himself will either be respected or resented by those around him. Is Wolfkit courageous, or bee-brained? Perhaps both? Either way, he will stand his ground. This confidence in himself is so great, he feels no need to brag to others of his strength. It is simply fact, as clear and obvious as the stripes on his pelt. He feels genuine empathy for the cats beyond NightClan's border. It is not their fault they had been born into inferior Clans, and how very sad for them that they must grow up helpless and struggling while NightClan excels as the chosen of StarClan's warriors. While Wolfkit understands that sometimes the other Clans must be harmed for NightClan to prosper, deep down he feels that it is NightClan's responsibility to protect the other Clans from their own weaknesses. He wouldn't hesitate to step in and protect a weaker cat, but his reasoning usually stems from that sense of NightClan's superiority. He doesn't wish to make friends beyond the border, as that would be against his parents' belief, and he believes very strongly in what he was taught as a young kit. Wolfkit doesn't feel he has to prove himself to anyone, not even his mother and father. As a result, he has a ceaseless restlessness about him. He wants to have a purpose, one greater than the one intended for him. He just doesn't fully understand what that purpose is yet. He doesn't enjoy being idle, always insisting on doing something or another. As a warrior, he will be hard-working, patrolling the borders and hunting endlessly, never allowing himself a moment of rest. His restlessness can aid him in serving his Clan, but will often result in detrimental consequences for his health and wellbeing. Wolfkit sees no point in aggressively asserting himself to other cats. He makes his points briefly and confidently without anger or malice, even towards his enemies. To him, hurling insults screams insecurity, and NightClan cats have no business being insecure about their superiority. Petty taunts, insults and mockery are beneath him. Battles should be fought with claws, not words, so he is quiet when he fights, even when only playing in the nursery. If Wolfkit doesn't respect someone, he won't give them his words at all. The silent treatment and a disdainful stare are the most you'll get from this silvery tom. Unfortunately, this closes himself off from communicating with other cats, thus fixing him rigidly in his views as he grows instead of exposing him to other cultures and ways of thinking. Even at a young age, he is rather possessive of his sisters. He feels, as the largest kit, that it is his job to keep them safe. This protectiveness will slowly grow more and more controlling, and as an adult he will be invasive in their lives, making judgements on their choices of friends and mates. As for mates, he will be equally possessive over them, feeling jealous if they diverted their attention from him or bore the kits of another tom, even if their relationship was not very close. He sees nothing wrong with this behaviour, as he justifies it as loyalty and devotion, denying that his behaviour is unhealthy. After all, he is only trying to help. He sets a high bar for what he expects from those he cares about. His standards are nearly impossibly high and he will express disappointment if anyone ever fails to meet them. This will extend to all relationships in his life, including that of potential future kits. On the other hand, he holds himself to these same standards and is unforgiving if he fails to meet them. His demanding nature can be the downfall or the upbringing of his relationships, as they can inspire others to either give up or try harder. RELATIONSHIPS Father ▸ Frostjaw [bio] Mother ▸ Darkstar Brother(s) ▸ None. Sister(s) ▸ Icekit [bio], Sootkit [bio] Aunt(s) ▸ Thornscar [bio], Cobrastrike [bio] Uncle(s) ▸ Shadowchaser [bio] Cousin(s) ▸ Bramblesnow [bio], Breezewhisker [bio], Hollowmask. Grandmother(s) ▸ Echobreeze [bio] Grandfather(s) ▸ Hollowcry [bio] Mentor ▸ Unknown. HISTORY Wolfkit was born to a long-anticipated litter. Darkstar had contemplated having kits for a long time, but the issue lay in finding a tom who was suited to her needs. Frostjaw proved to be the perfect candidate. Devoted to the success of NightClan, powerful and ambitious, he embodied all the traits she wanted to be passed down to her offspring. And so the fated night arrived, where the litter would come into the world. It should have been a birth blessed by StarClan itself. Darkstar had fought countless battles and reigned victoriously, but this birth was one battle no cat could have predicted. A kit, too large to be borne by her body, tore into the world with ferocity. Frostjaw was frantic, demanding that Shadowchaser prioritise saving their strongest offspring. And so they did. Though that kit was the biggest, it did not live long enough to so much as take a gasp of air. Darkstar died alongside her firstborn, though thankfully still had several more lives to pull her back to her Clan. And so Wolfkit, Sootkit and Icekit entered the world as the surviving children of Darkstar and Frostjaw, an unimaginable legacy resting upon their shoulders. Positive Traits Negative Traits ▸ Sympathetic. ◦ Demanding. ▸ Analytical. ◦ Possessive ▸ Chivalrous. ◦ Restless. ▸ Assertive. ◦ Over-confident. TRAITS

EACH AND EVERY DAY, HIDING FROM THE SUNSHINE. WANDERING IN THE SHADE. NOT TOO OLD, NOT TOO YOUNG. EVERY NIGHT AGAIN, DANCING WITH THE MOONLIGHT. SOMEWHERE FAR AWAY I CAN HEAR YOUR CALL ♫

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