Post by Kitty on Oct 16, 2011 17:59:06 GMT -6
Name: Stonekit
Age: 5 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Kit
Kin:
Rivermist ;; Mother ;; WindClan ;; Kitty {deceased
Foxfur ;; Father ;; ShadowClan ;; Mousy677
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Spottedkit ;; Brother ;; ThunderClan ;; Spore
Swiftkit ;; Brother ;; ShadowClan ;; Cai
Sandkit ;; Sister ;; ShadowClan ;; Yellow
Silverkit ;; Sister ;; WindClan ;; Ivy
Stormkit ;; Brother ;; WindClan ;; Yoko
Shadowkit ;; Sister ;; RiverClan ;; Amber
Streamkit ;; Sister ;; RiverClan ;; Spore
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Longflower ;; Grandmother ;; WindClan ;; Yellow {deceased
Scorchclaw ;; Grandfather ;; ShadowClan ;; Kitty {deceased
Stonefoot ;; Grandfather ;; RiverClan ;; NPC
Mottledleaf ;; Grandmother ;; ThunderClan ;; Spore
Description: Stonekit is quite large for his age, in fact, the largest of the litter. Because of this, he turned out to be one of the strongest as well, his large paws aiding him in rolling his smaller siblings over. His ears are normally pricked in curiosity, giving him the stereotypical, cute little kit look. His soft fur frames his face, giving him the look of a gentle giant. Stonekit's thick coat is dark gray and his light greyish blue eyes are bright and intelligent. His fluffy little tail sticks straight up most of the time, like a flag he carries proudly. He has thin scars on his flanks, from where he had an unfortunate run-in with a thorn bush. No matter, it didn't completely disfigure him...
Personality: Despite the fact that Stonekit could easily bully the other kits into submission, he is really a gentle giant, as his features suggest. His gentle personality make him a hard one to argue with, as you can't really get angry with him. He makes sure to be a good listener for his siblings, letting them come to him to vent their frustrations out. While no one really listens to him, he doesn't mind. What does he have to complain about? The only thing he can think of is the fact that one day, he will have to become a warrior, and that means fighting. He hates fighting.
After being transported to ThunderClan to live out the rest of his life away from his home Clan, Stonekit's personality has gone from gentle giant to quiet gentle giant. Quiet even by Stonekit standards. Despite having lived in his new Clan for a couple months, he still feels as if he doesn't quite belong. He feels empty without his other six siblings, although Spottedkit is company enough. The stares from the ThunderClan cats hurt, and many of them seem to dislike him. A plus is that he has grown closer to Spottedkit, and he has become very thankful for his brother's presence, and quite protective as well. He's accepted the fact that he'll never be able to go back to WindClan, though, so he's trying to make do with what he can in ThunderClan.
History: The first three moons of Stonekit's life was great--romping with his siblings in the nursery, having the run of the WindClan camp. He was firstborn among seven others, the largest and perhaps most gentle of the litter. Born to a WindClan mother,Rivermist, and a ShadowClan father, Foxfur, who were each halfClan themselves, the blood of all four Clans flowed equally through each of he and his siblings' veins. This caused some of the more traditional warriors displeasure, but eight kits is a great asset to anyone, so they let it go.
Their mixed blood is what tore the family apart. When Foxfur asked--demanded, really--for four of his kits to come live with him in ShadowClan. Ravenstar, loathe to increase ShadowClan's numbers even more, decided to send two of the kits to each Clan because of the mixed blood. So the kits were split four ways, Swiftkit and Sandkit to ShadowClan, Shadowkit and Streamkit to RiverClan, and Stonekit and Spottedkit to ThunderClan, while Silverkit and Stormkit remained in WindClan. Luckily for Stonekit and Spottedkit, their grandmother Mottledleaf stepped in as their guardian.
Upon arrival to ThunderClan, Stonekit's initial reaction was fear and depression. The new smells and sights were so different from his WindClan home; the ravine blocked the wind and the trees prevented a view from the wide grasslands WindClan inhabited. Over time he grew more used to the conditions, thought not quite comfortable. The hostile glances he initially received from some of the warriors have faded, but he's grown used to them and they don't hurt so much. The cats of ThunderClan seem to be accepting he and Spottedkit at last. Soon he'll be made an apprentice, to learn the ways of his new Clan instead of his home Clan. Perhaps one day he'll be happy here. But the den seems too empty without the bodies of his six other siblings, so he isn't so sure.
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