Post by VaporeonLuver on Jan 19, 2018 20:37:12 GMT
Name: Farenkit
Gender: She-cat
Age: 3 moons
Loyalty: RunnelClan
Rank: Kit
Farenkit is a smaller-than-average kit with white fur that has two black patches, one on her back and one on her right ear. She has dark, chocolate eyes that carry a curious and innocent look. Although being small for her age, Farenkit has strong muscles that definitely make up for her size.
Farenkit is curious, energetic, and is often sarcastic and rude towards others. She is stubborn and refuses to do something when she doesn't see the good in doing it. Although she is quite energetic, she knows when to be serious, and is respectful towards grown cats who are unaware of her sarcastic and teasing personality. She is wild and sneaky, often sneaking out of camp despite being too young, and is eager to become the best warrior in RunnelClan.
Mother: Riverwave (Foster)
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Thistlekit (Foster)
Mentor: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Farenkit was found in the woods by a RunnelClan warrior, reeking with the stench of kittypet. It was the middle of leafbare, and the warrior knew she would not survive the season without care, so they took her back to RunnelClan, where she was taken in by a queen, Riverwave, who had recently lost two of her kits due to the terrible weather. At one moon, Farenkit left the nursery for the first time and fell in love with adventure, sneaking out of the camp for the first time in her life. She had almost died from a flood, but luckily, a patrol was nearby and had saved her. At two moons old, Farenkit and her foster sibling, Thistlekit, lost her foster mother due to a flood. They are the only kits left in RunnelClan, and they stick together more than ever now that they are the only family they have left. She has no clue what unknown adventures await her in the near future, but Farenkit knows she will meet them with all of her strength.
Roleplayer: Yes
I stand beside Thistlekit, shaking my paws to get the water out. All of the Clans had gathered at the Old Hollow, devastated over the destruction caused by the flooding. Thistlekit shakes beside me, terrified of what was to come. He leans against me, never having taken stress well. "What's going to happen now, Farenkit?" he mews, his voice barely above a hiss. I sigh and look down at the marshy ground, finding myself staring at my reflection in a puddle of muddy water. Thistlekit looks at me, hope in his cerulean blue eyes. My expression becomes hard and I look up, not yet meeting Thistlekit's eyes. "We stay loyal to RunnelClan, and we make Riverwave proud." I hiss, my voice stern. Thistlekit stares at me and pushes himself off of my flank, standing tall, just a few inches taller than me. "Right." he agrees, my words already returning his confidence.
Gender: She-cat
Age: 3 moons
Loyalty: RunnelClan
Rank: Kit
Farenkit is a smaller-than-average kit with white fur that has two black patches, one on her back and one on her right ear. She has dark, chocolate eyes that carry a curious and innocent look. Although being small for her age, Farenkit has strong muscles that definitely make up for her size.
Farenkit is curious, energetic, and is often sarcastic and rude towards others. She is stubborn and refuses to do something when she doesn't see the good in doing it. Although she is quite energetic, she knows when to be serious, and is respectful towards grown cats who are unaware of her sarcastic and teasing personality. She is wild and sneaky, often sneaking out of camp despite being too young, and is eager to become the best warrior in RunnelClan.
Mother: Riverwave (Foster)
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Thistlekit (Foster)
Mentor: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Farenkit was found in the woods by a RunnelClan warrior, reeking with the stench of kittypet. It was the middle of leafbare, and the warrior knew she would not survive the season without care, so they took her back to RunnelClan, where she was taken in by a queen, Riverwave, who had recently lost two of her kits due to the terrible weather. At one moon, Farenkit left the nursery for the first time and fell in love with adventure, sneaking out of the camp for the first time in her life. She had almost died from a flood, but luckily, a patrol was nearby and had saved her. At two moons old, Farenkit and her foster sibling, Thistlekit, lost her foster mother due to a flood. They are the only kits left in RunnelClan, and they stick together more than ever now that they are the only family they have left. She has no clue what unknown adventures await her in the near future, but Farenkit knows she will meet them with all of her strength.
Roleplayer: Yes
I stand beside Thistlekit, shaking my paws to get the water out. All of the Clans had gathered at the Old Hollow, devastated over the destruction caused by the flooding. Thistlekit shakes beside me, terrified of what was to come. He leans against me, never having taken stress well. "What's going to happen now, Farenkit?" he mews, his voice barely above a hiss. I sigh and look down at the marshy ground, finding myself staring at my reflection in a puddle of muddy water. Thistlekit looks at me, hope in his cerulean blue eyes. My expression becomes hard and I look up, not yet meeting Thistlekit's eyes. "We stay loyal to RunnelClan, and we make Riverwave proud." I hiss, my voice stern. Thistlekit stares at me and pushes himself off of my flank, standing tall, just a few inches taller than me. "Right." he agrees, my words already returning his confidence.