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[madhatter]

stormkit
I NEED YOU TO KNOW I WILL
BELIEVE ME GIRL I’M SO TIRED OF RUNNING
I JUST WANNA HOLD YOUR HAND
STARE AT YOU LIKE YOU’VE GOT EVERYTHING I NEED.

NAME... Stormkit
AGE... 2 moons
GENDER... Male
CLAN... LionClan
POSITION... little as a kitten
SPECIES... Roar- king of the jungle.

APPEARANCE...

No, he’s not fat. Really. He is stocky. Call him chubby and be rewarded a clawful. Already, he is above average size, and his broad head is near square in shape. His claws are tiny thorns, and his ears are perky little devils. They are just a teensy bit oversized. He likes to think it adds to his charm. As for a coat color, it is golden brown, with light, beige undertones. Relatively thin, his fur provides salvation from the heats of the sun. Not really convenient in cold weather, though. Finally, his playful eyes are near perfect circles, and are expressive. Their color is pretty usual, but to others may seem a bit startling: red. Very red.

PERSONALITY...

As of now, he is considered..prideful. He is remarkably proud of himself and his siblings, and will likely turn into a cocky lion as well. Already, he considers himself a ladies man. Stormkit is a bit harsh, but playful. He loves a good joke, but at the same time hates being the one joked on. Period. He would actually prefer to use words before claws, but those words are insulting and discriminating. Then claws. He is amazingly sly and can get cats to believe almost all he says. And he’s only but a very young tom. This kit always has a smug smile on his face and enjoys competition, whether that is healthy or not. He’s very cryptic, and doesn’t give a straight answer very often. He’s not cruel, but he certainly doesn’t mind poking and teasing at older cats than he. He’s big into slithering out of sticky situations and playing mind games. If it weren’t for his cute face and big eyes, a lot of cats would be destined to dislike him. Simply put, he’s a handful.

Not only that, but he loves a good fight and the chance to slice fur. Even in his playing, he doesn’t normally play nice. He’s confident in himself, even though every other cat knows he has had no training and could barely hurt a squirrel. Luckily enough, Stormkit is courageous and brave. Okay, this could be considered a bad trait as it often goes to a point of stupidity. He’s almost killed himself a dozen times already being recklessly stupid. Stormkit is a daredevil and likes thrills. He takes pain real well. Not cynical, no, but mischievous. He honestly cares about his brother, but is constantly teasing him. He has a mean temper, and it flares at will.

He shows good promise as a warrior- but the mentor would need to forever have both eyes watching him. You never know when he’ll go chasing a herd of antelope- by running right at them. Of course, this could easily change in just a couple moons. A kit never really knows who they are.

HISTORY...

Where Stormkit was born is sketchy. He vaguely remembers the sweet scent of milk and affectionate mews, but soon it fades to hisses, blood drops. No cat knows what happened, and maybe throughout his life, Stormkit will be able to realize what happened to his parents. But memories of early days are foggy, and the best he can recall is being dropped into the outskirts of LionClan territory, cold and shivering. He was only two weeks old.

He has resided, bouncing from foster mother to foster mother, for roughly a month. Willowleaf, a particularily attatched queen, is wishing to take the crew in permenately. This is no surprise to Stormkit. She was obviously starstruck by his cuteness and smarts. Brightkit and him are close now- but it’s not certain to last. Expect this kit to be making constant journeys out of camp. And into the leaders den. Heck, anywhere that could be potentially interesting. And where is that? Oh yeah, everywhere.

Yeah. I'll probably re-do this bio later, when he grows up a bit :P

[Bast]

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