The Memory Children{Owlkit}

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Owlkit

Age: 3 moons ~Gender: Tom ~Orientation: Straight ~Group: Shadowclan ~Rank: Kit



Picture:

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Appearance:

Owlkit isn't abnormal in anyway. His pelt is of an average cream, which spirals into a bit of white on his stomach and paws. His fur is long and silky-to a point his mother has to constantly groom him. It's always slightly disheveled but very clean.

There is little color to the kits fur besides the random splotches of gray that grace his fur. The gray lays above his right eye in a small almost M like shape. On Owlkit's right fore-paw is the same dark shade as the mark above his eye, along with the lighter gray at the tip of his tail.

Owlkit's shoulders are rightfully normal in size, but his legs are more lithe than the average shadowclan cat. They are long and thinly muscled giving him a longer running stride, but not much more hight, than his other litter-mates.

His nose- which functions at an average cat level- is a dark pink, lined with a deep dark black that contrasts the light color of his pelt. His eyes are a dark blue around the iris, and spiral into a crystal blue around the edges. Owlkit's ears are average, tipped with the dark gray. His claws are sharp and talon shaped. His body isn't very proportional, due to his longer legs-but he will eventually grow into the body that he has.

Personality:

There isn't anything this kit won't do. He's careless, brash, and all together confident in the way he lives. He loves to play, and fight with his litter-mates and can not wait to be old enough to have his own mentor to teach him how to fight. To hunt. To kill.

Owlkit is normally quite open about his feelings- to the ones that are close to him. When he's around ones that he considers friends he will talk, but when he smells a different scent of different clan there is something about him that clicks on and the hate clicks on. Owlkit shuts down and does nothing but watch the foreign cat.His muscles tense and he refuses to talk, even to the cats that he calls his Friends.

Overall Owlkit is a very happy kitten. He hasn't been out of the camp, but has urges to run out of the camp just to see what it's like. Though he is just a kitten, Owlkit has a thick line of killer instinct in him.

He is brave and loyal and will fight to the death for any of his litter mates. He is careless and reckless, a common male who will try and show off.

History:

Owlkit has a very simple, background.

Three moons ago, in the sweet sunlight, his delicate mother was heavy with kits. It was obvious that she was going to have them soon. Webfrost, his mother never reveled who her kits father was, for the sake of the father. Days past, and on that beautiful moonhigh, she safely birthed three healthy kits. Owlkit was the strangest looking one by far, but looked the most like his mother, in the pelt.

Nearly a month after the kits were born, he was running around, and ready to fight in battle. He would look at all of the warriors and dream about them at night.

One of his most vivid dreams is about him and a warrior he wants to have mentor him. His mentor takes him as an apprentice at a young age- because he saw great things, and they trained. They would train in the dark of nigh, and the would train in the morning. He caught the most food, and fought the rats for fun, making him stronger, and faster than any other cat his age.He would be the youngest- no the best warrior in shadow clan. Owlkit would take the name of Owltallon.He walk around the camp with his chest puffed out and a smug smile on his face. Owltallon would mate and make sure that his bloodline was good and long. He won all of his battles and eventually became leader. Once he was leader He brings shadow clan to where in needs to be. They become top clan and everyone fears them without a doubt. His kits would be strong, and in the end- he would live a long and happy life.

Though he normally woke up from his dreams with his confidence boost, there wasn't a mentor who would take a kit at three moons. While grooming him, his mother would gently tell him, ' You'll be a great warrior, you just have to wait until your the right age.' He never completely agreed with his mother, but he would trot away to play with the other kits with his long white fur in a disheveled mess.

With that in mind, Owlkit decides that he's going to be great- no matter what. He'll win all his battles, fight his hardest, and eventually bring his clan to greatness. At the age of three moons, this kitten has a lot on his plate.

Short description- outgoing white kit.

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