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Kit

- General Information -

Name: Kit
Reason for Prefix: None, just simply called Kit
Reason for Suffix: n/a

Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Age: 12+

Clan: Loner
Rank: Youngling/Kit

Breed: Maine Coon, American Shorthair, European Shorthair
Birth Season: Leaf Fall (Autumn/Fall)

- Appearance -

Pelt Design: Dusky tan, with soft darker hazelnut backing and tail and paws, with light sandy beach colored dots that can appear like stars
Mutations: n/a
Genetics: False Blind (Unique Eyes)
Accessories: n/a
Height: Average
Weight: Skin and Bones/Light
Fur Texture: Kit Soft
Fur Length: Medium?

- Family -

Mother: Justice, a blue-grey molly with light speckles that looks like glowing stars in the right light conditions (Deceased)
Father: Hazewhisper, a stripped dusty tom with dark fading paws and fading arrow on the chest
Sibling(s): Mistykit, Hazelnutkit

Grandmother(s): Movingwhispers, a fawn-colored molly with tri-points colored white
Grandfather(s): Deadspark, a deep auburn tom with deep ginger tiger stripes that ran all up and down his body.
Uncle(s): Meteorfoot, bright ginger with mottling of white and deep ginger (Deceased)
Aunt(s): Treefoot, light fawn molly with fading white to fawn-colored stripes that don’t quite cover her body
Cousin(s): Speckledpaw, a husk tom with deep brown mottling with a white blaze on his head and white paw (Treefoot’s son); Chilipaw, bright orange tom with deep ginger spots and stripes with white paws and a white-tipped ear (Treefoot’s son)
Other(s): Citruspeck, beautiful pale orange with bright orange flakes and white flakes, with a white fading belly (Hazewhisper’s girlfriend)

Mentor: Crocodile
Apprentice(s): n/a

- Senses, Stats, etc… -

Hearing: 0
Sight: 0
Smell: 1
Touch: 1
Taste: 1

Health Points: 17 (+7 from Heart Blood)
Strength: 3
Agility: 10 (+5 from Rabbit Paw)
Intellect: 12 (+3 from Fishbrain)
Magic: 3

Voice: Soft, Hesitant, Firm, Lifeless
Scent: Touches of Lavender and Mint Leaves, covered by the scent of carcasses
Song: ~~I'll get to this later~~
Cause of Death: n/a

- Personality -

Positive: Dependable, Honest, Determined
Neutral: Holds true to what they say, Calm, No opinions
Negative: Lifeless, Serves 1 purpose, Training to be like/a pupil to Crocodile

- History -

Kithood: If you look across the borders of wind and waters perils, you see the clan of the bones. Magic of theirs is no easy task to bring back from the dead. In this clan, you find Hazewhisper, a dashing young tom with his life stretched out before him like milestones. Hazewhisper always planned to find himself a good mate and make the clan proud by bringing kits to the clan. One night, Hazewhisper had gone hunting for the bones that owls leave behind. In his hunt, he found the beautiful misty blue loner, Justice. Justice was an older cat in both mind and body. Hazewhisper was at once fond of her and sent her gifts on the wind using small magic sparrows. The two would meet every moon under the moonlight of the gathering. Hazewhisper would always stay behind, coming up with some excuse. As the time grew on, Justice soon discovered to her horror she was with the warriors kits! Justice made no mention of it to Hazewhisper until their birth. At their meeting she showed him the three kits. Hazewhisper was full of shock. He had not intended for kits so early, as he always felt that milestone much farther down the road. He welcomed them with glee, names already forming in his head. As the dusty sand tom approached his kits, Justice stepped in front of them growling. She blamed him for them, calling them worthless rats. The blue molly had never known a family. Nor did she wish to care for one, a family meant responsibilities and annoying questions, mouths to feed. Justice preferred to remain unconnected to everything and this tom was her problem. Hazewhisper was a simple idiot who doesn’t know what it takes to raise kits. Justice never truly loved him. Those kits he gave her were just nuisances in a far bigger plan that she had. Keeping them around would make her life miserable. Killing them was the easiest way to get rid of such pests. The blue molly thought about killing Hazewhisper too, as he had been no help to her plan as she had hoped in using him. Justice chose against it as Witherclan would kill her. Justice, prepared to give the killing bite to the first kit. Hazewhisper, outraged, attacked her. Although they were far inside the loner territory, it appeared a patrol of one of the clans heard the screeches of a cat battle and went to help. Justice snatched one of the kits and ran off, she wasn't going to risk her life over some kits. Quickly she stuffed the kit into a hole expecting it to starve. She smirked and quickly ran off. Justice was morally injured and thus slipped into a river and drowned. Though in her end, Justice wished with full hatred for Hazewhisper’s death. Hazewhisper was saved and he later named his kits Mistykit and Hazelnutkit. They all live in Witherclan happily now as if the 3rd kit never existed. Hazewhisper believes his last daughter to be dead, and focuses on giving his other kits as good of a life as he can. He now has a girlfriend named Citrusspeck. The kit Justice had tried to starve was found by a loner named Crocodile. In return for saving her life, she is now bound to do whatever he wishes. To be a killing machine or to simply hunt his next meal. Crocodile never named her and simply called her “Kit”. Kit has never known a true family and soon adjusted to the stinky place Crocodile lived in and lost all sense of personal opinion with only one thought in mind, Crocodile saved me and this is how I’m repaying him.
Apprenticeship: Kit spent her days training to be Crocodile's ultimate weapon. She never had the relaxation of being a kit or young cat. No playing, only work.
Warriorhood: tba

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Description

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Kit

- General Information -

Name: Kit
Reason for Prefix: None, just simply called Kit
Reason for Suffix: n/a

Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Age: 12+

Clan: Loner
Rank: Youngling/Kit

Breed: Maine Coon, American Shorthair, European Shorthair
Birth Season: Leaf Fall (Autumn/Fall)

- Appearance -

Pelt Design: Dusky tan, with soft darker hazelnut backing and tail and paws, with light sandy beach colored dots that can appear like stars
Mutations: n/a
Genetics: False Blind (Unique Eyes)
Accessories: n/a
Height: Average
Weight: Skin and Bones/Light
Fur Texture: Kit Soft
Fur Length: Medium?

- Family -

Mother: Justice, a blue-grey molly with light speckles that looks like glowing stars in the right light conditions (Deceased)
Father: Hazewhisper, a stripped dusty tom with dark fading paws and fading arrow on the chest
Sibling(s): Mistykit, Hazelnutkit

Grandmother(s): Movingwhispers, a fawn-colored molly with tri-points colored white
Grandfather(s): Deadspark, a deep auburn tom with deep ginger tiger stripes that ran all up and down his body.
Uncle(s): Meteorfoot, bright ginger with mottling of white and deep ginger (Deceased)
Aunt(s): Treefoot, light fawn molly with fading white to fawn-colored stripes that don’t quite cover her body
Cousin(s): Speckledpaw, a husk tom with deep brown mottling with a white blaze on his head and white paw (Treefoot’s son); Chilipaw, bright orange tom with deep ginger spots and stripes with white paws and a white-tipped ear (Treefoot’s son)
Other(s): Citruspeck, beautiful pale orange with bright orange flakes and white flakes, with a white fading belly (Hazewhisper’s girlfriend)

Mentor: Crocodile
Apprentice(s): n/a

- Senses, Stats, etc… -

Hearing: 0
Sight: 0
Smell: 1
Touch: 1
Taste: 1

Health Points: 17 (+7 from Heart Blood)
Strength: 3
Agility: 10 (+5 from Rabbit Paw)
Intellect: 12 (+3 from Fishbrain)
Magic: 3

Voice: Soft, Hesitant, Firm, Lifeless
Scent: Touches of Lavender and Mint Leaves, covered by the scent of carcasses
Song: ~~I'll get to this later~~
Cause of Death: n/a

- Personality -

Positive: Dependable, Honest, Determined
Neutral: Holds true to what they say, Calm, No opinions
Negative: Lifeless, Serves 1 purpose, Training to be like/a pupil to Crocodile

- History -

Kithood: If you look across the borders of wind and waters perils, you see the clan of the bones. Magic of theirs is no easy task to bring back from the dead. In this clan, you find Hazewhisper, a dashing young tom with his life stretched out before him like milestones. Hazewhisper always planned to find himself a good mate and make the clan proud by bringing kits to the clan. One night, Hazewhisper had gone hunting for the bones that owls leave behind. In his hunt, he found the beautiful misty blue loner, Justice. Justice was an older cat in both mind and body. Hazewhisper was at once fond of her and sent her gifts on the wind using small magic sparrows. The two would meet every moon under the moonlight of the gathering. Hazewhisper would always stay behind, coming up with some excuse. As the time grew on, Justice soon discovered to her horror she was with the warriors kits! Justice made no mention of it to Hazewhisper until their birth. At their meeting she showed him the three kits. Hazewhisper was full of shock. He had not intended for kits so early, as he always felt that milestone much farther down the road. He welcomed them with glee, names already forming in his head. As the dusty sand tom approached his kits, Justice stepped in front of them growling. She blamed him for them, calling them worthless rats. The blue molly had never known a family. Nor did she wish to care for one, a family meant responsibilities and annoying questions, mouths to feed. Justice preferred to remain unconnected to everything and this tom was her problem. Hazewhisper was a simple idiot who doesn’t know what it takes to raise kits. Justice never truly loved him. Those kits he gave her were just nuisances in a far bigger plan that she had. Keeping them around would make her life miserable. Killing them was the easiest way to get rid of such pests. The blue molly thought about killing Hazewhisper too, as he had been no help to her plan as she had hoped in using him. Justice chose against it as Witherclan would kill her. Justice, prepared to give the killing bite to the first kit. Hazewhisper, outraged, attacked her. Although they were far inside the loner territory, it appeared a patrol of one of the clans heard the screeches of a cat battle and went to help. Justice snatched one of the kits and ran off, she wasn't going to risk her life over some kits. Quickly she stuffed the kit into a hole expecting it to starve. She smirked and quickly ran off. Justice was morally injured and thus slipped into a river and drowned. Though in her end, Justice wished with full hatred for Hazewhisper’s death. Hazewhisper was saved and he later named his kits Mistykit and Hazelnutkit. They all live in Witherclan happily now as if the 3rd kit never existed. Hazewhisper believes his last daughter to be dead, and focuses on giving his other kits as good of a life as he can. He now has a girlfriend named Citrusspeck. The kit Justice had tried to starve was found by a loner named Crocodile. In return for saving her life, she is now bound to do whatever he wishes. To be a killing machine or to simply hunt his next meal. Crocodile never named her and simply called her “Kit”. Kit has never known a true family and soon adjusted to the stinky place Crocodile lived in and lost all sense of personal opinion with only one thought in mind, Crocodile saved me and this is how I’m repaying him.
Apprenticeship: Kit spent her days training to be Crocodile's ultimate weapon. She never had the relaxation of being a kit or young cat. No playing, only work.
Warriorhood: tba

Google Docs: docs.google.com/document/d/16i…
Tides of Change Deviantart Group: www.deviantart.com/groups/tide…