Post by Nightpool on May 20, 2009 21:51:35 GMT -5
Name: Graykit (Graywolf)
Rank: Kit
Age: 5 1/2 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Streamclan
Kin/Mate/Mentor/Apprentice: Falconkit (brother), Rosekit (sister), Shiningkit (sister), (Mother needed, Mentor needed later)
Pelt: Graykit has a, um, GRAY pelt. It's starting to get long, as he is a long-haired cat, but as he is still a kit, has only grown a little past normal length. He has gray-black tabby markings, though is mostly grayish. His fur is starting to turn a bit shaggy.
Eyes: Graykit has eyes bluer than that of ice. They match his sister's, Shiningkit's, eyes, but his has more of a cold, calculating look.
Personality: Graykit is nothing like a normal kit. He is a TOTAL grouch. He glares at anyone who wakes him up, just glances up when you say hello to him, or, if your VERY lucky, a nod. He knows something about Shiningkit that even she herself doesn't know...and has decreed himself her guardian and protector. She is the only one he isn't grouchy about. Like his other siblings, he has proved himself very talented in one aspect, and his aspect is intelligence. He seems to know more than even cats older that him! He can also sometimes see the warriors of Starclan.
History: When Graykit was first born, his eyes opened seconds afterward. As he looked up, he saw a warrior of Starclan bending over his mother, soothing her. The warrior seemed to notice Graykit noticing her, and said, "Young kit. You must always protect this little one," she motioned to the last of the kits who had just entered the world. "She has...a great destiny," Graykit stared at the little cat, even tinier than him, and felt immediately connected. He looked up at the silvery cat, and his first thought formed. "Is she back from Starclan?" Somehow, he already knew of them. The silvery warrior hesitated, then nodded, releasing Shiningkit's last memory of saving a young cat. All of a sudden, the warrior turned around. Graykit concentrated, and saw an orange glow behind the cat. The cat turned back quickly, frantic. "Beware of the pelts with spirits of flame!" Graykit cried out with his mind, "Wait! Who are you?" The she-cat turned and smiled. "I am the one known as Meadowstar," and she was gone. From that moment on, he swore himself to protecting his sister from the "pelts of flame".
Other: Always in development, yadda yadda yadda. Hey, maybe I should make the cat Fadedpelt, or some other cat from Starclan? It can be a tom too.