Post by Dreamkit on Jan 7, 2011 18:08:53 GMT -5
Dreamkit!
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» GENDER: She-cat
» AGE: Five Moons
» CLAN: WindClan
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» RANK: Kit
» MENTOR/APPRENTICE:
» MATE: None
» KIN:
- Taintedfoot [Mother]
- Coalpelt [Father]
- Breathkit [Sister, Deceased]
» PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Dreamkit has a lithe body. A thick pelt covers her kit sized body from nose to tail tip, as some would say. She has illuminating, bright grass green eyes. Her body holds no colour other than a ginger tabby shade. Among her body are many tabby stripes varying from dark ginger to light ginger.
» PERSONALITY:
Being a kit, Dreamkit has a curious nature. She loves to sneak out of the nursery at night while her mother lays asleep in the nest, while enjoying running around in the dark as few cats roam the night. Though this curious side loves to dance on her tounge and cause constant questions, she is also shockingly quite tame.
She is quite an odd she-kit. She does not love to talk, but get her going and it would take a moon cycle to even squeeze a single word in, hypothetically. She is very tame and does not bounce around, squealing and wailing just for attention. If attention is needed to be drawn to her, it needs to be. She would most likely not cause it.
» HISTORY:
Born to two loyal, friendly and loving WindClan warriors, life was well for Dreamkit. Slowly progressing from birth, blind and deaf, to a two month old curious bundle of fluff with many dreams.
On just a typical day, Dreamkit and her sister had spent the day plotting what was to happen that night, taking naps when they could and waiting, plotting and fooling around. Slowly, a cloudless night arrived, the moon was newing and everything seemed peaceful. And so they escaped. Dreamkit and Breathkit traveled along the territory, playing around and having a great fun, unaware that Breathkits fate was just paw steps from where they stood. A long, black two-leg path had appeared just in front of them, and curiousity go the best of the two. They kept jumping on the black tarmac, jumping onto the moorland whilst jumping on the road. And just as quick as the fun had begun, death struck. When Dreamkit had landed on the moorland grass and Breathkit jumped onto the two-leg path, a large monster had crossed paths with Breathkit, hitting her dead on, killing the kit instantly.
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» YOUR ALIAS: Shineheart
» ROLE-PLAYING EXPERIENCE: Since January nineteenth, 2010.
» WHERE YOU FOUND US: BattleRocket/Battle
» OTHER CATS: None at the moment
» ROLE-PLAY EXAMPLE:
The ginger tabbies giggles filled the air as she played with her sister, Breathkit. The two were oblivious to what was causing the tremors that the kits could hear and feel in there bodies.
A loud screech of tires shattered the air as it mixed with a cry of pain and than a loud thumping noise as Breathkits orange figure fell against the pavement, head smacking the ground.
Dreamkit turned to see a blood leading towards Breathkits body. It was trickling from her head which has cracked against the pavement. "Breathkit.."
Dragging the lifeless red tabby body of her sister back to camp was not a fun thing. How was she to explain the untimely death of her three month old sister to her mother and father? More importantly, what would her punishment be for sneaking out of camp? Was her apprenticeship to be delayed? Or, was she to spend her days until becoming an apprentice trapped in the clogged up nursery full of wailing kits? Oh she wished that was not what was to happen..
Finally, the two she-kits arrived in camp in the dead of night, hoping no one would awake to the smell of blood and death. "Breathkit..wake up.." She whispered, still clinging to that last string of hope that she was still holding onto, hoping, desperately hoping her sister was not dead but unconcious or pulling a prank..
