Do you want the Apprentance or kit?:
Kit, please
Starting Name:
Graykit
Warrior Name:
Graythorn
Gender:
Male
Personality:
From the start, Graykit was always bold and adventurous. But he has a tongue as sharp as a thron, and can be very negative at times. His kit hood was very merry, but when he hit apprenticeship, his attitude changed completely. But he is very loyal and defensive of his clan mates.
Story:
The cold wind rolled not a small, old fox den on the edge of a forest. Mewling came from inside. There, rested four kits, only a day old. Two lay dead, and the other two were curled against the light gray mother. A young tom/she-cat sat in the back of the cave, a dark gray tabby.
"Mother, when will Jay come home?" the older tom asked his mother. His amber eyes brimmed with worry, and his small tail flicked anxiously. He looked out, where light snow began to fall. Little did they know that Jay, the young tom's father, was now dead.
"I don't know, but he has to be home soon. Would you mind taking these two kits outside and bury them?" the pretty she-cat asked, nudging the two dead kits. Her blue eyes were indeed sad, as she nursed the two remaining kits.
The tom nodded, taking the two dead kits out into the cold weather. The queen studied the feeble kits. "Gray," she mewed, touching her pink nose to the dark gray tabby's head. "Feather," she mewed to the other one, a silver tabby like herself.
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"Grab Gray! Run towards the clan territory!" The she-cat yowled to the dark tabby, standing outside the den. A yowl of pain erupted from her as the badger hit her aside with a mighty paw.
The older cat took the kit in his mouth, glancing back at his mother. "What about you? Where's Feather?" he yowled back to her, shaking with fear. But he could no longer see his mother through the snowy weather. He held his little brother, who was mewling, running towards the forest. He could already smell the fresh scent of the DawnClan. Finally they reached the border.
The cat dropped his little brother into the snow, sitting beside him. "Don't worry Gray, mom will come back. Feather too. They'll come, and we'll find dad. We'll join the clan, and everything will be alright.
The harsh night was long, and their mother never came. It wasn't until the morning when a patrol of DawnClan cats came for border patrol. It took a bit of explaining before the two were taken back to camp. After being invited, they joined the clan. The queen, sister, and father were never found.
NOTE: The older tom is the apprentice, Gray, now Graykit, is the kit, the queen is their mother. Jay is the father, and Feather is the sister. The badger killed all three, queen, sister, and father.
Other:
Nothing of Importance
Why do you want to become a part of Dawn Clan? (If your not allready):
I wish to be a part of DawnClan again because I love the Warrior's series. I've read every book, and I love DawnClan already. It would be an honor to join as Graykit.
Kit, please
Starting Name:
Graykit
Warrior Name:
Graythorn
Gender:
Male
Personality:
From the start, Graykit was always bold and adventurous. But he has a tongue as sharp as a thron, and can be very negative at times. His kit hood was very merry, but when he hit apprenticeship, his attitude changed completely. But he is very loyal and defensive of his clan mates.
Story:
The cold wind rolled not a small, old fox den on the edge of a forest. Mewling came from inside. There, rested four kits, only a day old. Two lay dead, and the other two were curled against the light gray mother. A young tom/she-cat sat in the back of the cave, a dark gray tabby.
"Mother, when will Jay come home?" the older tom asked his mother. His amber eyes brimmed with worry, and his small tail flicked anxiously. He looked out, where light snow began to fall. Little did they know that Jay, the young tom's father, was now dead.
"I don't know, but he has to be home soon. Would you mind taking these two kits outside and bury them?" the pretty she-cat asked, nudging the two dead kits. Her blue eyes were indeed sad, as she nursed the two remaining kits.
The tom nodded, taking the two dead kits out into the cold weather. The queen studied the feeble kits. "Gray," she mewed, touching her pink nose to the dark gray tabby's head. "Feather," she mewed to the other one, a silver tabby like herself.
****
"Grab Gray! Run towards the clan territory!" The she-cat yowled to the dark tabby, standing outside the den. A yowl of pain erupted from her as the badger hit her aside with a mighty paw.
The older cat took the kit in his mouth, glancing back at his mother. "What about you? Where's Feather?" he yowled back to her, shaking with fear. But he could no longer see his mother through the snowy weather. He held his little brother, who was mewling, running towards the forest. He could already smell the fresh scent of the DawnClan. Finally they reached the border.
The cat dropped his little brother into the snow, sitting beside him. "Don't worry Gray, mom will come back. Feather too. They'll come, and we'll find dad. We'll join the clan, and everything will be alright.
The harsh night was long, and their mother never came. It wasn't until the morning when a patrol of DawnClan cats came for border patrol. It took a bit of explaining before the two were taken back to camp. After being invited, they joined the clan. The queen, sister, and father were never found.
NOTE: The older tom is the apprentice, Gray, now Graykit, is the kit, the queen is their mother. Jay is the father, and Feather is the sister. The badger killed all three, queen, sister, and father.
Other:
Nothing of Importance
Why do you want to become a part of Dawn Clan? (If your not allready):
I wish to be a part of DawnClan again because I love the Warrior's series. I've read every book, and I love DawnClan already. It would be an honor to join as Graykit.
