Dewpelt
My birth was far from an unfortunate one. I was born on a bright sunny day, with my sisters and brothers beside me, our mother and father beside us, watching us with their warm gaze. My entire kithood was euphoric, as a kithood should be. My brothers and sisters and I played constantly, whether the rain or sun invaded the sky. From the moment I was born I could tell I was destined to do great things. As rouges, survival was hard. My father wore himself out daily, he'd come home as a shell of a tom. Even in my youth I can recall how his eyes dulled just before he went to sleep every night, and how when he awoke to his family they sparkled like shiny river stones.
My family lived in a barn, with a community of various rouges and kittypets. My family lived in the loft, surrounded by soft hay, but we were curiously high up. Near the end of my kithood, two of my siblings came a little too close to the edge and fell. Unfortunately, they both passed, may they rest in Star Clan. From then on it was just me, my sister Silverkit, and brothers- Stormkit and Puddlekit. One day, word traveled through the barn of a clan that was emerging not too far away. My family and I had never heard of a clan, but the rumors were great- full of stories about full bellies and soft, downey beds. My family had to make a choice, whether to stay here or to go the clans. My mother and sister decided to stay, while the rest went with my dad to find the clans.
We traveled to where the rumors said, and were greeted by a couple of mangled cats. These weren't the cats the others had said they were. Their fur did not glimmer like diamonds, and the whole place stunk like a rotting forest. Me and my brothers were far from thrilled. How could a place so great in theory suck so much in reality. We slept in the mossy beds, regretting the choice to leave our warm barn. Little did I know, that night Stormkit left to go home and be with the rest of our family. He had abandoned us, and I was furious. He was so young, and didn't know the dangers of the woods, so on his late night journey- he perished. My anger turned to grief, and I wished I could go back to the barn more than ever.
Puddlekit and I became apprentices, and while we were upset at the new scenery, we learned to take advantage of the land. We trained hard, competing bravely against each other in mock battles and little hunts. Those were the best of days, and we would rest every night with sore- and growing paws. It seemed like only a few days had passed before we became warriors. I became Dewpelt and he became Puddletail. Our Dad was so proud, and I felt as if our mother was too.
Life as a warrior is glorious. Sleeping next to our fellow comrades, and living with a band of strength does something to the mind that I cannot explain. I felt invincible- that is until he walked into my life. His name was Bravefoot, and he had a glimmering yellow pelt, with fur that danced in the wind. He was what I imagined a warrior would look like as a kit, and he was everything to me. It wasn't long until I became pregnant, and soon, I will have my kits. Unfortunately, I will be their only parent due to a freak accident. A few days after I announced my pregnancy to the clan, Bravefoot vanished. Whether because he wasn't ready to be a father or he was taken by two legs, I still pray for his return. As for my father, he died a few moons ago due to old age. I weep for him as well, but I know that he is happy to be with my two sisters in Star Clan. And I'm guessing you're wondering about Puddletail? He's not dead, however, he decided that clan life wasn't for him- or at least, not right now. He fell in love with a she-cat who isn't a part of the clan, and has decided to live with her. Whether or not he comes back is the least of my concerns at the moment, but I wish him well. And that- Is my story, do you think the little ones will like it?
Dewpelt Infomation -
Age- 34 Moons
Gender- Female
Sex- Female
Sexuality- Questioning
Mate- x
Previous Mates- Bravefoot
Crush- x
Previous Crushes- Bravefoot, Spiderpelt, Foxleap, Tigerfall (Not in order)
Family- Yelloweyes,Whitenose, Bettlekit, Spottedkit, Stormkit,Silvereyes, Puddletail, tba (open for kits!)
Kits- (open!)
Strengths- Hunting, Persuasion, Agility, Speed
Weaknesses- Battle, Attacking, Strength, Wit
Battle Style- Tends to sneak around for the perfect moment to strike, better at defense than offence. If attacking, goes for weak areas (ex belly, throat, extremities)
Personality- Usually a down to earth, calm cat. Rarely gets angry- but is easily emotional. Honest, but not blunt- She'll rarely lie. She can easily read others emotions, but has a hard time understanding people's frustrations and negative emotions. Dewpelt is clever, but not extremely smart. She's got a quick brain- but not much of a thought process. She's got a natural radiance, and listens to anyone. She loves to help others, and is fiercely loyal (which can be to an unhealthy point)
