Whitekit. ThunderClan. Kit

[Sile]

Name: Whitekit

Gender: Tom

Moons: Just born.

Rank: Kit

Clan/Land: ThunderClan

Description:
Looking down upon the tom, you see the fluffiest white fur. Still soft and silky like that of a newborn kit, his eyes will open just a day after birth. They will give way to huge blue orbs, with a hint of hazel in that of his left eye. He is still small, of course, he's just a kit. But his paws are wide and big, which some cats can use to say he will grow to be a big, muscular tom. His shoulders will be broad, his body long and tall. He will be muscular, and lean enough to stalk through fallen leaf and twig. He has a tiny pink nose, and a long pink tongue hidden in his maw. His fluffy white paws give way to soft pink paw pads. Whitekit has a narrow muzzle, and tiny little teeth that haven't yet grown sturdy enough to do anything. His claws are small and neat, with no fray or tint of another color except clear glassy white. A long white tail plumes out behind him, which one day appears that it will grow a thick and round as that of a fox. He looks like a ball of snow on the cool leaf-bare floor, just another mound hidden among an endless field of millions of frozen particles. His blue eyes seem to pop out from beneath his white fur.

Picture: Click.

History // Past:
Whitekit was born in a litter of four kits, including himself. Out of all, he is the only male in the litter. His siblings are all sisters; Mintkit, Stormkit, and Mosskit. His mother, a ThunderClan queen known as Whisperingcreek takes care of them while their father, unbeknown currently to the kits, is a rogue. Sharktooth. He still does not know of anything else about the clan, who he is, who his sister's are, what clan he belongs to, or anything. He is too young to understand that, but after a day he will know everything he has to know about the life of a warrior. He has yet to open his eyes. Seeing as he was just born, that is obvious. His ears lie flat against his head, like any other kit. He was born a strong kit, so he shouldn't be coming down with any sicknesses or other problems for awhile. Not until he becomes an apprentice, when it seems every cat in the clan manages to. Ever since he was born he has been a bit of a trouble-maker. He is constantly batting at his sister's with one little paw, and climbing on his mother's flank. Although he can't see yet, he always seems to know where her tail is flicking, and always pounces on it. Thought that is about all he knows how to do, that, and feeding, as well as playing with his sisters. Whether they want to play with him or not, he doesn't mean. He is beginning to speak a little, but doesn't say much when he does.

He has slept a lot since he was born, so his few times of playing and pouncing on tails haven't really been that long. He seems to enjoy sleeping though. That's surprising. Kits seem to hate that, and think it is as bad as putting mouse-bile on the elder's ticks and clearing out the dens. He's different. He spends most of his first day alive sleeping. In his dreams, his mind is full of long journeys of the future, and endless battles that he wants to have. He sees glowing colors, although they are distorted and completely unable to know what they are, seeing as he has yet to see anything. In his dreams, he meets his father. He has yet to hear any cat speaking about his father, and hasn't realized the tom is actually a rogue, not belonging to the clan his mother was born, and a relationship that breaks the warrior code. He didn't chose that to happen, so he can't be blamed, can he?

Personality:
Whitekit is a gentle tom. He is caring and calm, but isn't afraid to speak out against other cats or to talk to anyone that speaks to him. He is very nice. He loves others and will soon learn about every cat in his clan. He will become a curious cat and will get under the paws of as many cats as every kit manages. He doesn't really wish to cause trouble but sometimes it is unavoidable when a kit's curiosity takes over. He loves his mother and litter mates and likes to be with them, as well as the warm, soft nursery. He, like most other kits, can't wait for the day when he will become an apprentice and learn how to hunt and fight for his clan. He wants to be the best warrior ever, and knows the only way to achieve his goal is to work for it. But he is insensible like most kits, and doesn't understand the virtue of patience or keeping his nose out other cat's business. He will turn out to be a wise, protective warrior. He doesn't know about StarClan yet. He will hear about them soon enough, and will respect them like most real warriors. His heart is clear and he will soon know what path he wants to go on.

Role Playing Example: Not needed.

Theme Song: None.

Code Word: Twisted warriors.

Biography Completion: Yes... this bio is horrible... sorry.. I can't get much better for a kit. and with a headache, it's hard to type anything. D:

[☮iSLY]

Very nice

Accepted