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Post by hades on Mar 17, 2011 21:18:16 GMT -8
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Why do you shun me for who I am?
FOR I AM Runningkit
of the great AshClan
Age. 4 moons.
Gender. Male
Rank. Kit
How can I hide in the shadows of the unknown?
WHEN MY PELT IS Dusty grey tabby with white markings
and my eyes are Blue
Scars. None.
Appearance.
Runningkit is a soft, fluffy ball of … brown and cream-white. He doesn’t exactly flaunt his fur, but he thinks it looks great on him. The plush tabby pelt and his white markings, he honestly thinks he stands out in the crowed when he really just blends in the rest of his Clan. His tiny claws are sharp thorns that are hidden by his delicate cream-white paws. His tail is short, and he doesn’t mind. He figures it will grow out later. His are small and they add a distinct(?) look. Soft looking and cute!
His eyes, he doesn’t really like them that much. He feels they are just normal blue eyes that stick out from the rest of his fur. When really they are full of emotions, excitement, most of time over a blade of grass or something of the sort.
Over all he is a bundle of tabby, creamy-white, blue-eyed love! He has no scars, as of yet.
Why do you judge me for what I’ll become? JUST BECAUSE I’M Forgiving AND HAVE Attention Deficit Disorder
Personality.
Runningkit has an attention span issue, whenever someone is trying to tell him something, or teach him something he is always looking around for something more interesting to do than listen to them. Nobody knows why he does this. He most certainly doesn’t do it to be disrespectful! In fact, sometimes he even listens to what is being told to him, but he’ll forget a short time afterwards.
Besides having A.D.D, Runningkit likes to think. All the time he is thinking about a blade of grass, or a butterfly or even his siblings, in a good way mind you! No dirty minded cats here thank you very much. He is always curious as to what they are doing. Even if it is just sleeping! Thank StarClan he isn’t a poet! He’d be making poetry about some of the most stupid and interesting things he sees.
When Runningkit can keep his mind from wandering, he can learn quite a bit from watching the warriors, or even the apprentices practice their fighting moves in the clearing. Showing off was something that might grow on to Runningkit, but we will wait and see. For now he is quick on his paws to answer anyone who calls him by name. He rather likes his name and thinks it suits him very well!
Preferences.
Likes.
Dislikes.
Secret Ambitions. None at the moment.
Strengths/Weaknesses.
strengths.
weaknesses.
How am I punished for what my kin has done?
EVEN IF MY PARENTS ARE Lilypool AND Father unknown
Family.
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[/i]; Lillypool o Father; Unknown. o Brother: Smokekit o Sisters: Robinkit & Ivykit [/ul] Event that Lead to being a Warrior. Still a kit. History. Just being born, Runningkit hasn’t had too many adventures. He was lucky that none of his siblings was born still, dead, and he thanks StarClan for them whenever he can. He doesn’t believe they would ever turn their back on him if he ever got into trouble… which seems to happen a lot. Aside from just being born, Runningkit loves his mother and would do anything – almost anything – for her. What kit wouldn’t? So far he has gotten to get out of the nursery and check out the fresh-kill pile! Oh~! Adventure, he was amazed by many different assortments of prey there were! His next adventure took him the Elders Den. What can I say? Boooriiiing! Yawn. They just sat around all day talking about when they were kits, or when they were apprentices and some of the glorious battles. Runningkit wasn’t one for the story of… whatever that Elder happened to be talking about that day. Never, has he ever been inside the warriors den, apprentices den, leaders den or the medicine cat’s den! He’s too afraid to even try to peak. But maybe if he was edged on he would do so. But he might get sidetracked by a bee, or a fly floating nearby minding its own business, or something. Sample RP. I see nothing, I hear nothing, and, I know nothing! [/color] You call me by the name I’ve lied
I meet in secret with those who’ve died
Though life is not’ but treachery
This life is all the life in me
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