Post by blowingwind on Aug 14, 2006 12:31:19 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow] Ren
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] None (Will join one very soon; maybe Rogueclan)
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] Kit
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] Almost 2 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] Tom
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
Almost completely white, but with three small patches of black, one next to his ear, the other next to his leg, the third on his tail. He's a short-haired cat, and his tail is nothing more than a bob.
This due to his mother, who'd once been a kittypet. She was a Japanese Bobtail, and this explains both the fact that all her kits had the same short tail, and the Japanese names they were given. Their mother knew nothing of the Clan tradition of name-giving, so she didn't follow it, and the four kittens were named Kanna, Hana, Funga and Ren.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
He's a kitten, so of course he's got no experience of the world, and because of this, he's daring, brave and rather reckless. His most noticeable trait is his mischief; he loves playing too.
Ren believes, never having met any real danger, that he can take on anyone and anything, so he's not usually scared or miserable. His positive belief that he can sort things out leads him through his young kittenhood, and even when he remembers he can't count on his mother anymore, he's not saddened.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
Ren trotted silently down the dirt path, scuffing the ground with his paws, and sending dust flying about.
He wondered where his sisters where now, and his mother. Well, one sibling was accounted for. Poor Kanna.
Their mother had taken Hana and Funga, and told Kanna and her brother to wait there for her to come back. The two kits waited for two days, then the little tom headed out to see if he could find a scrap of something to eat. He got a little lost, but when a day later he finally got back to his den, his sister wasn't there anymore. There was an unpleasant smell in the air though; and it wasn't a cat scent.
Ren realized his sister was dead, probably taken away by some fox, or badger, so he left the den frightened.
He'd been wandering for two days, and was starving. He'd only been able to find a little half-eaten sparrow, and since then nothing else.
He debated whether going to one of the cat groups of the area, to ask for help. He could smell at least three different ones. One was a little aprt from the others, next to the little stream. The second was up at the big river, the third in the forest.
The small kit stopped a moment to consider. He could try all three, couldn't he? He'd start by the closest, the one next to the stream. Happily prospecting a meal, he ran off into the heather, leaving the path silent, and the dust swirling through the air.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow] Spring
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow] None (Will join one very soon; maybe Rogueclan)
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow] Kit
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] Almost 2 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow] Tom
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow]
Almost completely white, but with three small patches of black, one next to his ear, the other next to his leg, the third on his tail. He's a short-haired cat, and his tail is nothing more than a bob.
This due to his mother, who'd once been a kittypet. She was a Japanese Bobtail, and this explains both the fact that all her kits had the same short tail, and the Japanese names they were given. Their mother knew nothing of the Clan tradition of name-giving, so she didn't follow it, and the four kittens were named Kanna, Hana, Funga and Ren.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
He's a kitten, so of course he's got no experience of the world, and because of this, he's daring, brave and rather reckless. His most noticeable trait is his mischief; he loves playing too.
Ren believes, never having met any real danger, that he can take on anyone and anything, so he's not usually scared or miserable. His positive belief that he can sort things out leads him through his young kittenhood, and even when he remembers he can't count on his mother anymore, he's not saddened.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow]
Ren trotted silently down the dirt path, scuffing the ground with his paws, and sending dust flying about.
He wondered where his sisters where now, and his mother. Well, one sibling was accounted for. Poor Kanna.
Their mother had taken Hana and Funga, and told Kanna and her brother to wait there for her to come back. The two kits waited for two days, then the little tom headed out to see if he could find a scrap of something to eat. He got a little lost, but when a day later he finally got back to his den, his sister wasn't there anymore. There was an unpleasant smell in the air though; and it wasn't a cat scent.
Ren realized his sister was dead, probably taken away by some fox, or badger, so he left the den frightened.
He'd been wandering for two days, and was starving. He'd only been able to find a little half-eaten sparrow, and since then nothing else.
He debated whether going to one of the cat groups of the area, to ask for help. He could smell at least three different ones. One was a little aprt from the others, next to the little stream. The second was up at the big river, the third in the forest.
The small kit stopped a moment to consider. He could try all three, couldn't he? He'd start by the closest, the one next to the stream. Happily prospecting a meal, he ran off into the heather, leaving the path silent, and the dust swirling through the air.
[glow=green,2,300]Code:[/glow] Spring
