Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2016 13:46:57 GMT -6
Ok, so I'm doing a new thing for my cats where I basically write all the info in my cats bios into a story. So, let's see how it turns out.
My my first cat will be Lightningkit here. It is also a WIP, so no laughing.
Lightningkit sighed as she looked out at the still water of the puddle, inspecting her long white sure and ginger tabby muzzle. She was rather small, so it wasn't long before her icy blue eyes traveled to the edge of the puddle.
Her mother, Rivershade, she imagined would jump around in puddles as a kit. Maybe that's why she had a sibling named Puddlekit. If facts about her mother could be learned by her kit's names, then her favorite prey was shrew, therefore naming Shrewkit well, Shrewkit, She liked those blue bell flowers, hence Bellkit, and for Cypresskit, maybe her mother's her favorite tree was the Cypress tree. What about lightning though? Maybe she liked the form that lightning took as it slashed across the sky and had decided to take that into account when she saw the stripes on Lightningkit's muzzle, almost like lightning across her face.
But a cat couldn't really have their story told by their kit's names, or chariscteristics, could they? She shrugged.
Then a thought crossed her mind, as many clearly had been at that point. Her father was supossidly a Treeclan cat named Thornwatcher. How did that work out? She shook her head. She was an Iceclan cat, and so was the rest of her family. A cat of only 5 or so moons couldn't be bothered too much with such thoughts, they just came and passed.
She didn't really know many cats outside her family yet, but the moments she had shared were better as family, her first sunset with her mother and some of her siblings, Shrewkit and his fear of the chicken. Had she come off as a bit sarcastic then? Well, maybe when she pushed herself out of her nest.
She had never been one for being around sad people. She always started getting sad herself, or when they were in pain she was almost hurt as well. She always felt responsible... It was just a sign of how caring she was, and it was a pain when she thought of how she couldn't do anhthing. She was too young an inocecent to really know enough to help. She was clever though, and would minipulate other cats for information she really needed. She laughed to herself. She couuld be quite the actress whe nshe wanted to be, and would never spill a secret.
She looked at the edge of the puddle and saw another cat approach and turned to face them. "Hello." she smiled. "I am Lightningkit."
Sorry for spelling, all go over that later. So, what did you think. Critics are requested.
My my first cat will be Lightningkit here. It is also a WIP, so no laughing.
Lightningkit sighed as she looked out at the still water of the puddle, inspecting her long white sure and ginger tabby muzzle. She was rather small, so it wasn't long before her icy blue eyes traveled to the edge of the puddle.
Her mother, Rivershade, she imagined would jump around in puddles as a kit. Maybe that's why she had a sibling named Puddlekit. If facts about her mother could be learned by her kit's names, then her favorite prey was shrew, therefore naming Shrewkit well, Shrewkit, She liked those blue bell flowers, hence Bellkit, and for Cypresskit, maybe her mother's her favorite tree was the Cypress tree. What about lightning though? Maybe she liked the form that lightning took as it slashed across the sky and had decided to take that into account when she saw the stripes on Lightningkit's muzzle, almost like lightning across her face.
But a cat couldn't really have their story told by their kit's names, or chariscteristics, could they? She shrugged.
Then a thought crossed her mind, as many clearly had been at that point. Her father was supossidly a Treeclan cat named Thornwatcher. How did that work out? She shook her head. She was an Iceclan cat, and so was the rest of her family. A cat of only 5 or so moons couldn't be bothered too much with such thoughts, they just came and passed.
She didn't really know many cats outside her family yet, but the moments she had shared were better as family, her first sunset with her mother and some of her siblings, Shrewkit and his fear of the chicken. Had she come off as a bit sarcastic then? Well, maybe when she pushed herself out of her nest.
She had never been one for being around sad people. She always started getting sad herself, or when they were in pain she was almost hurt as well. She always felt responsible... It was just a sign of how caring she was, and it was a pain when she thought of how she couldn't do anhthing. She was too young an inocecent to really know enough to help. She was clever though, and would minipulate other cats for information she really needed. She laughed to herself. She couuld be quite the actress whe nshe wanted to be, and would never spill a secret.
She looked at the edge of the puddle and saw another cat approach and turned to face them. "Hello." she smiled. "I am Lightningkit."
Sorry for spelling, all go over that later. So, what did you think. Critics are requested.
