[wildfur2202]

-GIVING AN EXTENSION
So far, there aren't really any forms I like. Don't get me wrong- they're great! Just none of them are jumping out at me. You have until 5 PM CT tomorrow to either complete your forms or enter!
I'd like to see more put toward the personalities and more information in the stories. They all seemed vague to me, and all very similar. Either the kit dies soon after birth or sneaks out of camp and dies. I'd reaally like to see some variation. The same with the personality; all of them are pretty much the kit being very happy and adventurous and simply your typical kitten.

i did this too, but i entered early on, but as COPPA it took forever

[abandoned-account123]

Username: i am obviously a cat
Name: Specklekit
Gender: female
Personalty:
Oh, sweet Specklekit. She would
never hurt a fly; and what a social butterfly she
was. Always laughing and talking, and open to everything.
That night I Died:

On this night, it was like any other. But then, she heard a rustle.
She wanted to make sure the camp was safe; she would have to if
she ever wanted to be a good warrior! So she padded out of camp,
following the noise. Then suddenly, she was scooped of her little paws. She flailed and
yowled, but it was too late; the fox wasn't letting go. Her brave spirit was the death of her.

[C a s]

Username: Lady Cas
Name: Sootkit
Gender: Male
Personalty:
Sootkit was a shy, silent little guy. He was usually playing on his own, off in his own imagination. He was always sickly, though, and spent a lot of time asleep in the nursery. He never showed an interest in play-fighting, or anything like that. Perhaps it was his love of being alone that did him end.
That Leaf-bare Afternoon I Died:
This leaf-bare day was honestly no different from any other. The small tomkit went through the motions like any other, waking, eating, etc. Until noon came. Sootkit was playing alone, like usual, when the first little thing happened - a feather landed in front of him. Blinking, another one landed a bit away. Then another. He chase after, pouncing on each of them one at a time. When the feathers ran out, he chased leaves. Soon, he looked up from the last leaf, and saw he was alone in the forest. The poor little kit was terrified. He began to look for home, crying out for help. Soon, the small kit found himself shivering near a gorge. He sneezed, tears welling in his little kitten-blue eyes. Then, he saw them - cats, though unfamiliar, on the other side of the gorge. He smiled happily, unaware that they were from an opposing Clan. He bounded towards them, as fast as his tiny legs could take him. Here was his second mistake - he decided running on the edge of the gorge was wise, apparently. He finally came up right behind them. His final mistake - surprising someone.
"Hi!" he squeaked.
He had barely said the word when a one cat spun and, obviously thinking he was being attacked, sent him reeling with his paw. With a yowl, Sootkit went tumbling into the gorge. The last thing he heard before his skull cracked on the rocks was his mother's familiar yowl, and his last thought - "Just a little too late..."

[foxxbreath]

Edited my concepts a bit, then, so you know to re-read mine when this closes again <33

[canadianhowl]

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[Firedancer77]

Username: Firedancer77
Name: Littlekit
Gender: Female
Personality: Littlekit was always determined to be the best. Being the smallest of her litter, she craved attention, because she couldn't do everything her bigger siblings could. In the end, she was often ignored. This made her lonely, irritable, and jealous - not a good combination in a kit. Now, she's probably even more jealous and bitter, and while Starclan tries to help her, she often just stays by herself there. She watches her siblings with deep sadness, mourning the fact that she can't be with them, becoming a warrior and having a family of her own. However, there is jealousy there as well. Jealousy that the young she-kit will probably harbor forever. She also seems to hate full moons, although no one is sure why.
That New Leaf Moonhigh I Died: I had been sitting outside the nursery. It was bright outside, it was sunhigh after all, and I hated it. Everybody else was so cheerful...And I was miserable. It wasn't fair!

Mother was watching my siblings play, and I just ignored them, until they began to boast.

"Momma, I can jump all the way to that rock!" and "Momma, look how high I can leap!" along with "Momma, look how fast I am!"

Desperation egged me on, and before I knew it I spoke up. "I can do stuff too! I can climb to the top of this tree!" I looked up at the tree beside the nursery.

"Littlekit, don't lie." Mother's response stung to the core. "Go back in the nursery." Her gaze went back to my siblings.

Now I was angry and determined. I'll show them! I'll make them see that I'm not useless!

I dug my claws into the bark, trying to haul myself up. All of my siblings had climbed to the first branch. I'd even tried, because the warriors were showing us. So, I brought that lesson to mind as I climbed upwards, until I finally reached the first branch.

"Littlekit, get down!" Mother looked angry. "You're going to get hurt!"

I climbed up slowly to the next branch. This one was flinsier, and I had to dig my claws in so I wouldn't fall. It wasscary, yet exhilerating all at the same time. Yet again I climbed upwards to an even flimsier branch, triumphant.

"Littlekit, I said get down!" Mother looked even angrier.

"But-" My protest was never finished because I heard a sickening snap, and then I was plummetting downwards.

"Momma!" I let out a wail.

"Littlekit!" That was the last thing I heard before I heard another sickening sound. A thud. And as I heard that sound, everything went black as reality faded away...

I could hear voices. But I felt so weak, so while I opened my eyes I didn't move. Everything hurt, and so I stared blankly out the exit of the den. There was the moon, a big circle bobbing in the sky. A full moon...Was that a good sign?

"There's nothing more I can do. She's in the paws of Starclan now." Was that our clan's medicine cat? I didn't feel like turning my head to find out.

Before my eyes, a shape began to appear. It was blurry - or was that just my eyesight? - but it glowed.

A Starclan cat? Have they come to save me? Hope flooded through me.

"Littlekit," It was a tom. I knew that now that I'd heard his voice.

"Who are you?"

"We'll have time for introductions later. You just need to know why I'm here."

"Are you going to save me?"

Pain flickered in his eyes. "No, young one. I'm sorry. I'm here to guide you to Starclan."

"No!" I wailed pitifully. "I can't go yet! I haven't even become an apprentice! I want to live!"

"I'm sorry." He whispered, shaking his head. "It's your time. Come."

I could feel something tugging at me as I stood up. I didn't feel weak anymore, and my vision had cleared. But as I looked around, I saw my own body, and I began to cry again.

"I'm sorry, Littlekit." I shut my eyes to try and stop the flow of tears as the tom spoke again. "But Starclan isn't all that bad. You'll be safe here."

But I don't want that...

[raindrop,]

Whoever gets this little kit may want to know my little Oakkit is waiting for a kit to play with. C: just putting that out there if the new owner would like to do the StarClan RP.

[wildfur2202]

Whoever gets this little kit may want to know my little Oakkit is waiting for a kit to play with. C: just putting that out there if the new owner would like to do the StarClan RP.

If i somehow win, definately!

[SukarettoYanagi]

-bump!

[SukarettoYanagi]

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