Foxfur, ShadowClan Warrior

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Rivermist, a half-Clan queen in WindClan, and a half-Clan warrior from ShadowClan by the name of Foxfur had eight kits. The kits were raised in their mother's Clan until they were three moons old, when things changed.

After a request from the kits' father caused Rivermist to contemplate moving some of her kits to ShadowClan, WindClan's leader made the shocking decision to split the queen's kits evenly between all four Clans. Under the reasoning that the kits had the blood of all four Clans within them, two kits were sent to each of the other Clans, while two remained in WindClan with their mother.

Though all eight kits currently struggle with the after-effects of this tumultuous change, more is still to come. After the kits all become apprentices, one by one a kit from each Clan will die, until there is only one left alive in each of the four Clans. In honour of their fallen siblings, the apprentices will eventually take their dead littermates' suffix as their warrior prefix.

But what further troubles await these ill-fated offspring of a cursed union?

The Cats:

Rivermist ~ (Deceased)
Foxfur ~ (APC)
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Spottedkit ~ (Spore)
Stonekit ~ (Kitty)
Swiftkit ~ (Cai)
Sandkit ~ (Yellow)
Silverkit ~ (APC)
Stormkit ~ (Yoko)
Shadowkit ~ (Amber)
Streamkit ~ (APC)

The Kits as Warriors:

Spottedstone -- ThunderClan
Swiftsand -- ShadowClan
Silverstorm -- WindClan
Shadowstream -- RiverClan

Five she-cat warriors of WindClan and RiverClan have been great friends for moons, and decide to do something crazy. They plan to get pregnant and have kits all at the same time, but one thing they don't count on is how many kits this really means!

The five queens each have four or five kits... that's a lot of kits to be born at the same time! But no-matter how tumultuous the idea seems, the queens have no idea what shocking change will come of their innocent plot.

The Queens:

Gingertail ~ (Kitty)
Thrushtail ~ (Ki)
Littlestream ~ (Izzie)
Doveclaw ~ (Spore)
Robinwing ~ (Cai)

The Mates:

Dustfur ~ (Yellow)
Birchnose ~ (Yoko)
Batheart ~ (Spore)
Tigerheart ~ (Cai)
Rabbitheart ~ (Yoko)

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Foxfur, ShadowClan Warrior Nov 19, 2011 15:07:56 GMT -6

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Post by . s p o r e l e t t ♪ on Nov 19, 2011 15:07:56 GMT -6

Name: Foxfur
Age: 26 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: ShadowClan
Apprentice: None
Rank: Warrior
Mate: Rivermist

Kin: Shadowkit, Streamkit, Swiftkit , Sandkit, Spottedkit , Stonekit , Silverkit, Stormkit

Description:

Foxfur's coat is quite similar to that of a fox's hence the reason for his name. His fur is medium length and a ginger color mixed with white on his underbelly. The fur on his back and head was a dark ginger color. His bottom has spots of dark ginger on black. The top of his head between his ears and the back is more black than ginger. Foxfur's muzzle is white around the mouth and under the chin. His tail is fluffy and a light sand color with a black tip. Under his fur he is well muscled, allowing him to be a fast runner and strong fighter. His yellow green eyes are wide and curious and if you look deep enough into them you may see sorrow.

Personality:

Serious and quiet are two words that best describe Foxfur. He tries his hardest to do a task set before him. He also tries his best to do any and every task with out a second thought or complaint. That's just on the outside. On the inside he is a kind cat who loves his family and friends. This love means that if there is something fatal in a friends plan he will point it out. For anyone but a friend he will just bow his head and do as he is told. He always strives for cats to see his good points. He is of course a polite cat but he gets annoyed sometimes too. The one thing that really peeves him is when cats only look fur deep and don't look at the cat on the inside. This probably comes from the way he was treated most of his life.

History:

Foxfur was born to his parents as Foxkit in a litter of three, but he and his siblings were special little kittens. His mother was from ThunderClan and his father was from ShadowClan. His father decided that he belonged in ShadowClan and after getting permission from ShadowClan's leader he was taken. Foxfur couldn't say that growing up was horrible for him. The other cats were decently nice to him but he could tell they didn't like him. There were also the cats who blatantly showed their hate. His father tried to protect him from the harshness of the other cats but not as much as he could have.

If asked what one of the happiest moments of his life was, Foxfur would definitely name the day he became an apprentice. He honestly did not believe that it was possible for him to become an apprentice. Of course it was traditional and happened to every cat, but he was different and some of the other cats really didn't like him. Foxfur's mentor trained him hard, harder than he suspected the other apprentices got trained. He didn't mind to much; the soreness was bad, yes, but it meant that he would be strong.

After many moons Foxfur finally got his warrior name. This was another one of his happiest moments. As a warrior he strived to do his best. He would catch as much prey as he possibly could. Striving to catch more than he could carry. He even trained during his free time making sure that he would be strong and prepared to fight valiantly for his Clan. He wanted to show that even though he was born of cats from two diffrent clans he would fight only for ShadowClan.

Foxfur had always told himself he wouldn't make the same mistake as his father. He would mate with only a ShadowClan cat even if it killed him. Of course this was before he knew what love was like, Before he met the love of his life. She was of WindClan and he was of ShadowClan. Clan boundaries did not seem to matter though. He was in love. He told himself not to get involved with her- that it would only bring more shame upon him. Love wasn't that simple though, of course. He finally couldn't resist and approached her only to find that they both carried the shame of being born of two separate clans.

Their love blossomed and they met each other at the Gatherings but soon that wasn't enough. They began meeting each other during the night. The meetings started every so often spread apart but they became more frequent as their love for each other became greater. Then it happened, she came one night and told him the news. She was bearing his kits. He wasn't quite sure if he should be happy or upset. Their love would no longer be secret and it would be another shame he would carry the burden of, but he was going to have kits. He put on a great facade of happiness but worried all the way back to the camp that night.

Now his children were older and they carried the same burden as he did. He loved them very much and didn't want them to grow up with cats disliking them because of their parents, it wasn't proper. He also didn't want his clanmates to think he was no longer loyal towards ShadowClan. He was torn between two important things. His Clan and his family.

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