Silverkit

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you know the secrets I could never tell

» • »name , silverkit
» • »gender , she-cat
» • »age , unborn
» • »birthdate , jan. 31st
» • »clan , windclan/thunderclan
» • »rank , kit

when I'm quiet you break through my shell

» • »appearance ,
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first of all, i would like to tell you about silverkit's eyes. she has inherited them from her mother, heatherstar. those great blue, wide, eyes, they look kind of big for her, a small kit. they seem to stare right through you, and they tell you her mood. she is not the prettiest cat, and one of the reasons is her eyes. and it is not because they are cold and unforgiving, they just look out of place. somehow. you can never put your claw on it. anyway, her eyes are very warm, and they show kindness, gratitude, and politeness. however, whenever they want, they can turn into blue fire, and everyone knows that blue fire is the hottest. unfortunately, they turn into blue fire quite often - she got that from her father, fleetfoot - but we'll discuss more of that later. as for her build, she looks like a delicate little creature. she stands up on thin, slim legs, that look barely strong enough to hold her up. her tail is slim and tapering, and, well, her whole body is rather thin and skinny. her ears look a little big for her, like her eyes. however, underneath all the thinness and slimness, there is a tough little kit. her muscles never fail her, and she has great stamina. she can go running for a long time. however, her strengths lie more with agility. she can dart, and bounce, and play. her back legs are considerably stronger than her front legs, enabling her to be able to jump higher and for longer. her mouth falls open to expose tiny fangs, and long for the age she is at. it is the same for her claws; long, silver, menacing. good thing she barely ever uses them. her front legs are also a little bit short, resulting in her back being a little tipped upwards. however, is is not noticable, not even heatherstar, her own mother, would notice it. plus, in time, she will grow out of it. it is very clear that silverkit will grow up looking much like her mother heatherstar, except for her pelt.

her pelt, first of all, is silky, much like a cloud. it is nice and soft, just like heatherstar, with kitten fluff added. she is a mottled gray tabby she-cat, with a few white spots. first of all, she's all gray with white spots added. all of her white spots glow silver in darkness, and its not exactly like her gray spots are invisible. oh, and just to tell you, it is light gray, not a stormy gray. she is almost silver, just on the brink. another white spot is her belly. it almost glows, too, but luckily nobody sees it. if somebody saw that glow, she would be belly-up in loser's position. her paws are also a glowing, except for her back right paw. it is gray.

don't feel the need to do a rebel yell

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» • »personality , silverkit is most like her mother, and she inherited most of her mother's personality, too. she is kind and warm-hearted, and looks up at every cat, whether they are a kit, a leader, or a deputy. she even believes that loners are clan cats in the heart, and they were loners in the heart, too. everyone is part everything - that's what she believes. 'I am part RiverClan, ThunderClan, ShadowClan.' she goes around saying, puffing her little white chest out as if that is the best thing in the world to be. she never looks down at anybody, and for the most part, doesn't use her claws. she isn't a very violent cat, in fact, she would never resort to violence. instead, she is loyal. she has a fiery part of her personality, but we will get to that later. anyway, she enjoys and takes pride in helping people out with things.

however, she inherited something from fleetfoot. she certainly does have a temper. she gets deathly angry at the smallest things. some would call her spoiled, but she really isn't. she's most...determined, and persistent, and stubborn. she will never give up, and that is a bad thing sometimes. she also inherited some leaderlike qualities from heatherstar. she has become the 'leader of the kits'. she makes good decision, she listens to her kit-mates before she says something at a gathering, and she never lets anyone feel alone. plus, she is very busy, and, when she is a warrior, it is clear that she will always be hustling around, trying to make windclan a better place before she goes to sleep.

'cause you keep my feet on the ground

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» • »history , heatherstar and fleetfoot are her parents, the leader and the deputy. when heatherstar was pregnant, she freaked out. silverkit was born on a sunny afternoon, in the shade of an evergreen tree in which of her mother was feeling particularly claustrophobic. she was the second one to be born and named after her glowing pelt.

talk with me now and into the night

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» • »rp sample , Rosepaw opened her mouth and sniffed the air. Her nose twitched. Rabbit! She watched it scuffling in some heather. Then, she lurched forward with such force that the whole world spun. She regained her balance and flashed after the rabbit. She felt like she was flying. Colors whizzed past her, blending into a blur. The only thing leading her was the rabbit's little white tail. Then, she saw the hole. It was very near. She gave a flying leap, paw outstretched. Her claw caught in the rabbit's little cottony tail. She gave a whimper as she saw the rabbit thrashing in terror, but gave a sharp nip. Soon it lay dead at her paws. She thanked StarClan for its life. Then, she dug it up, dirt flying around her. No fox, badger, dog, or even cat could reach her prey now. Except for her, of course.

She had been sent to do some hunting for the elders. It was her turn to take care of them. Her schedule was, hunt for the elders, clean their ticks away, get them new moss, battle-training, hunting-training, and then finally, she got to eat her fresh-kill and go to sleep. Rosepaw's belly rumbled and she looked down at it anxiously. "It's okay, dear belly. You'll soon get food." she mewed quietly, but she didn't even believe herself. Sometimes she wanted to eat one of the rabbits she caught, but then she thought of the warrior code and the consequences. Rosepaw didn't like being in trouble, and she was a quiet, obedient one, one to follow the rules, not to break them. She gave a sigh and her tail curled as she did. Why, oh why, oh why....

hokay, so, here's the deal: this form was made by skye of starshine but you can use it. on one condition. do not steal. oh, and the lyrics are from 'true friend' by miley cyrus. kthanksbye.