Post by fallenshadow on Feb 1, 2011 20:07:03 GMT -5
Brackenkit
Tom | Four Moons | Amber | Light brown tabby | Determined | Confident | Dauntless
Brackenkit :: Brackenpaw :: Brackenclaw
Age: Four Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Thunderclan
Position: Kit
Description:
Brackenkit has nursery soft kit fur. From first glance his pelt looks long and fuzzy but that norm. The top of his head is a soft sandy brown color with black tabby markings. The rest of his body is darker than his head by a couple shades of brown. His chin is white, as is his chest. His stomach fur is a mixture of white, brown, and some clay orange fur. When he becomes older his pelt with grow longer and look shaggy only around his chest. He has a very lithe body structure beneath his fuzzy pelt and long limbs. This makes him a fast runner and if he could managed it, Brackenkit could someday easily weave through a crowd of cats to get to whoever he wants. His eyes are an amber orange, like the glow of an ember when air touches it. They can't focus on something directly unless Brackenkit is absolutely sure he knows where something or someone is because Brackenkit was born blind.
Personality:
Brackenkit has learned from an early age how much he despises sympathy. He hates hearing the low hums, the secretive whispering, and he can literally feel the sad glances that are cast in his direction where he goes. Brackenkit dislikes being told that he can not do something, such as play-fight with the other kits in the nursery. He knows that he is different than his clanmates but to him that doesn't mean he should be treated him different. If Brakenkit feels normaly than others should treat him as such. He can hear and smell far better than some of his clanmates and can direct himself perfectly around camp without running into anything. Brackenkit is usually full of energy, one moment he could be napping but in the next he could be racing around the nursery irritating the queens. Though he would never admit it, he's afraid that Thunderstar might not make him a warrior.
History:
From a young age, Brakenkit's mother, Amberbreeze, was never a healthy cat. She would get sick often, spending most of her time in the medicine cat's den rather than the apprentice's or warrior's den. She tried to make up for it by trying her hardest as an apprentice working to show her clan that she wasn't useless. Her work did in fact pay off as she was made a warrior. The she-cat fell in love with Brackenkit's father, Polarclaw. She wanted more than anything to have kits and to be a mother thinking that then surely she could be a credit to her clan by giving them new warriors.
However the medicine cat warned her that for Amberbreeze, having kits could possibly be disastrous. Amberbreeze didn't pay attention to the medicine cat and soon after she discovered that she was going to be having her first litter. At first she felt healthy and overall fine but then Polarclaw died after being bitten by a poisonous snake. After that everything went down hill. She refused to eat or talk to her clanmates or listen to them feeling as if a part of her had died with Polarclaw. It wasn't until she felt the movement of her kit inside her belly that she snapped out of it.
Though she got better it was only minutely. The stress on her body was beginning to get too much and she went into an early labor. She kitted three kits, two of them stillborn, and Brackenkit very weak. Because Amberbreeze was unable to care for Brackenkit being too weak herself he was given to another queen for caring. Not two days later his mother developed greencough and died shortly after leaving Brackenkit without a family.
Not that he really knew better, the clan being his family. He was told often of how strong his mother was and how brave his father was and their end was told kindly. But back to being a weak kit; gradually Brackenkit became stronger though the queen that was nursing him knew that something was wrong with him. He would often stare at nothing for long periods of time and when another was talking to him he would just stare through them. After some 'testing' the medicine cat determined that he was blind.
When he was three moons old Brackenkit was allowed to leave the nursery for the first time and since then he has been using every opportunity to escape the nursery to explore his clan's camp becoming more familiar with his clanmates as well, burning into his memory the different scent of every cat, how they talked, and even how they walk.
He's a determined cat who want to be warrior and won't be told otherwise, but first he has to be six moons.
