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•NAME•
Silentstep
•GENDER•
Male
•PERSONALITY•
It wasn't a foggy night or a stormy morning that Whitefoot and Greytiger's kits were born. Nope, it was just a calm peaceful day in Dawnclan. All the apprentices were practicing the battle moves their mentors just taught them, while other warriors were doing patrols or hanging around. It was pretty warm for the middle of leaf-fall, so the kits were out playing in the middle of camp. Whitefoot was watching them, her belly swollen with her unborn kits that were expected next moon. The other queens were taking a sun-high stroll in the beautiful weather. Thistlescar, the medicine cat, was taking his daily rounds giving each elder their herbs. He greeted Whitefoot happily. "I see your watching all the kits." He chuckled, as Troutkit leaped onto Whitefoot's tail. She laughed
One moon later
Whitefoot and Greytiger's 5 beautiful kits were born, all she kits but one. He was the smallest of them all. Thistlescar went to each kit and checked them out. All of them were fine. All the kits were named by something describing themselves. Smallkit: She was pretty tiny compared to her siblings, Snowkit: She was a pure white kit like her mother, Codkit: She was all stripes, nothing else, & Moonkit: She had grey and white stripes. The only problem was that they didn't know how to describe their only tom. There were only four voices crying out to their mother. The tom seemed to be crying like the rest, but no noise left his mouth. He wasn't able to speak, poor poor Silentkit, he was mute.
Silentkit
Silentkit was never understood very well. None of the kits played with him, so he usually listened in on the conversations of the queens. Of course they could trust him, because even if he wanted to, he couldn't say anything. He seemed so lonely as one by one, the kits left. Whitefoot was afraid for him, and held him back a moon. The only person who seemed to actually understand what he wanted was Sunfleet, the deputy. He specifically asked the leader to have him as his apprentice.
Silentpaw
Silentpaw was the best hunter. While the boastful Troutpaw was trampling through the forest, Silentpaw was an expert hunter. He carefully slowed his breathing, his keen ears hearing for anything, his eyes blocked out everything but movement. But the special part was, his paws. They were so soft, like newly spun silkworm silk. If he crunched a leaf, the noise was muffled. He was a silent assassin. If you were playing capture the flag (or whatever warrior cats play similar) you would want him on your team. Silentpaw immediately took out bigger targets effortlessly.
The War of the Clans
As you know, there are four clans (warrior book: Thunder, Wind, River, & Shadow), Dawnclan, Duskclan, Dayclan, & Nightclan. A war broke out between the clans about runaway warriors escaping to other clans. Clans took sides; Duskclan and Nightclan & Dawnclan and Dayclan. Duskclan and Nightclan warriors were specifically trained to hunt in darkness, so they knew when to attack. Dayclan and Dawnclan thought they would be destroyed in a minute, but Sunfleet stood up,"Dawnclan and Dayclan, are we going to give up because of a simple thing? My intelligent apprentice Silentpaw came up with the idea, and I will be his spokesman. We suggest that we all train, hunt, fight, and patrol during the night. And during the day we rest." An elder grumbled,"Why change our way now? We'll never use this again." "Ah, dear Rainpelt, that is where you are wrong. Silentpaw and I have been training for this. Only half of the clans will do the night schedule, and every moon we switch schedules. I know this will work." Rocksong, the Dayclan deputy, growled at Silentpaw's suggestion,"This will never work!" But both the leaders made up their mind,"Both clans will take turns each night, we do not know when they will attack." Sure enough, they attacked a moon later. Dawnclan and Dayclan were losing the battle, but Silentpaw ended it. With his powerful hunting technique, he silently cut both enemy leaders off from the clans. Without commands, Nightclan and Duskclan's warriors went chaotic. Dawnclan and Dayclan won. And for his bravery and intellegence, Silentpaw became Silentstep.
Silentstep
So, Silentstep saved Dawnclan. He isn't really got anything important to do. He is mentoring Minnowkit, his sister Moonshade and Troutbelly's kit. Silentstep is also currently looking for a mate. Sunfleet is deciding to step down pretty soon, and Runstar has chosen Smallflight, Silentstep's other sister, as deputy. As for his other two sisters, Codpaw died in the War of Clans, and Snow decided to become a kittypet and is happily living in a twoleg place nearby. His father and mother are healthier than ever and are one of the senior warriors.
•MATE•
None
•KITS•
None
•DATE OF DEATH•
2/26/15
Silentstep
•GENDER•
Male
•PERSONALITY•
It wasn't a foggy night or a stormy morning that Whitefoot and Greytiger's kits were born. Nope, it was just a calm peaceful day in Dawnclan. All the apprentices were practicing the battle moves their mentors just taught them, while other warriors were doing patrols or hanging around. It was pretty warm for the middle of leaf-fall, so the kits were out playing in the middle of camp. Whitefoot was watching them, her belly swollen with her unborn kits that were expected next moon. The other queens were taking a sun-high stroll in the beautiful weather. Thistlescar, the medicine cat, was taking his daily rounds giving each elder their herbs. He greeted Whitefoot happily. "I see your watching all the kits." He chuckled, as Troutkit leaped onto Whitefoot's tail. She laughed
One moon later
Whitefoot and Greytiger's 5 beautiful kits were born, all she kits but one. He was the smallest of them all. Thistlescar went to each kit and checked them out. All of them were fine. All the kits were named by something describing themselves. Smallkit: She was pretty tiny compared to her siblings, Snowkit: She was a pure white kit like her mother, Codkit: She was all stripes, nothing else, & Moonkit: She had grey and white stripes. The only problem was that they didn't know how to describe their only tom. There were only four voices crying out to their mother. The tom seemed to be crying like the rest, but no noise left his mouth. He wasn't able to speak, poor poor Silentkit, he was mute.
Silentkit
Silentkit was never understood very well. None of the kits played with him, so he usually listened in on the conversations of the queens. Of course they could trust him, because even if he wanted to, he couldn't say anything. He seemed so lonely as one by one, the kits left. Whitefoot was afraid for him, and held him back a moon. The only person who seemed to actually understand what he wanted was Sunfleet, the deputy. He specifically asked the leader to have him as his apprentice.
Silentpaw
Silentpaw was the best hunter. While the boastful Troutpaw was trampling through the forest, Silentpaw was an expert hunter. He carefully slowed his breathing, his keen ears hearing for anything, his eyes blocked out everything but movement. But the special part was, his paws. They were so soft, like newly spun silkworm silk. If he crunched a leaf, the noise was muffled. He was a silent assassin. If you were playing capture the flag (or whatever warrior cats play similar) you would want him on your team. Silentpaw immediately took out bigger targets effortlessly.
The War of the Clans
As you know, there are four clans (warrior book: Thunder, Wind, River, & Shadow), Dawnclan, Duskclan, Dayclan, & Nightclan. A war broke out between the clans about runaway warriors escaping to other clans. Clans took sides; Duskclan and Nightclan & Dawnclan and Dayclan. Duskclan and Nightclan warriors were specifically trained to hunt in darkness, so they knew when to attack. Dayclan and Dawnclan thought they would be destroyed in a minute, but Sunfleet stood up,"Dawnclan and Dayclan, are we going to give up because of a simple thing? My intelligent apprentice Silentpaw came up with the idea, and I will be his spokesman. We suggest that we all train, hunt, fight, and patrol during the night. And during the day we rest." An elder grumbled,"Why change our way now? We'll never use this again." "Ah, dear Rainpelt, that is where you are wrong. Silentpaw and I have been training for this. Only half of the clans will do the night schedule, and every moon we switch schedules. I know this will work." Rocksong, the Dayclan deputy, growled at Silentpaw's suggestion,"This will never work!" But both the leaders made up their mind,"Both clans will take turns each night, we do not know when they will attack." Sure enough, they attacked a moon later. Dawnclan and Dayclan were losing the battle, but Silentpaw ended it. With his powerful hunting technique, he silently cut both enemy leaders off from the clans. Without commands, Nightclan and Duskclan's warriors went chaotic. Dawnclan and Dayclan won. And for his bravery and intellegence, Silentpaw became Silentstep.
Silentstep
So, Silentstep saved Dawnclan. He isn't really got anything important to do. He is mentoring Minnowkit, his sister Moonshade and Troutbelly's kit. Silentstep is also currently looking for a mate. Sunfleet is deciding to step down pretty soon, and Runstar has chosen Smallflight, Silentstep's other sister, as deputy. As for his other two sisters, Codpaw died in the War of Clans, and Snow decided to become a kittypet and is happily living in a twoleg place nearby. His father and mother are healthier than ever and are one of the senior warriors.
•MATE•
None
•KITS•
None
•DATE OF DEATH•
2/26/15
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