Post by {.Shyler.} on Jul 24, 2008 22:40:25 GMT -5
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Name: Littlestone;LagoonClan Warrior Claim
Age: Twenty-three moons
Gender: Tom
Desired Rank: Warrior
Desired Position: LagoonClan
Apprentice/Mentor: None At The Moment
Mate/Crush: Would it be okay if he had a crush on Violetsky?
Kin: Silverkit;Sister;Dead --- Whitepelt;Mother;Dead ---- Silverstep;Father;Dead
Short Description: Littlestone is a grey tom, with a white spot on his chest.
Appearance:
Name: Littlestone;LagoonClan Warrior Claim
Age: Twenty-three moons
Gender: Tom
Desired Rank: Warrior
Desired Position: LagoonClan
Apprentice/Mentor: None At The Moment
Mate/Crush: Would it be okay if he had a crush on Violetsky?
Kin: Silverkit;Sister;Dead --- Whitepelt;Mother;Dead ---- Silverstep;Father;Dead
Short Description: Littlestone is a grey tom, with a white spot on his chest.
Appearance:
Littlestone has yellow eyes, that mask his emotions most of the time, unless he is willing to express them. They are almost almond shaped, though are a little rounder then that.Personality:
Littlestones pelt is short and grey. They only thing that isn't grey, is a spot on his chest, the tip of his tail, and his right back paw. His fur isn't rough, but it isn't nessesarily soft either, around the middle.
Littlestone his three scars. One on his shoulder, a nick in his ear, and one on his side. These scars arn't showing so bad that they are ugly, but actually add to his appearance. They were all from different battles, all from different cats.
Despite his name, Littlestone isn't actually that small. He was when he was a kitten, because he had green cough, and it affected him badly. But now he is the average size for a tom his age.
Littlestone's voice always seems a little harsh, but caring at the same time. Though they do clash with one another, it actually flows nicely for him.
When Littlestone meets someone, he gives off a slightly cold, and stiff aura, making him seem like someone he isn't. Though most cats that get the chance to meet him see him very different then when they first met him.
Because Littlestone is neither large, nor small, he doesn't really excell in either hunting or fighting, though does fairly well in both. He is loyal to his clan, and follows the warrior code more then anything.History:
Littlestone often ignores everything else, to linger on the emotion that he is feeling. It could be love, anger, sadness, or even revenge. He often acts upon these emotions. Sometimes, he will ignore things that StarClan wants him to see, even if it includes the whole clan. It makes him seem like a traitor to his own clan, as well as StarClan, but he just needs to dwell on the thought a bit.
Right now, he doesn't have a strong bond with anyone, though he has set his eye on a she-cat named Violetsky (if its okay). He tries to keep bonds from forming, as he knows he has to part with everything someday.
The moon shone full, outlining two bodys of cats. One was black, so that you could hardly see them, and the other was white, sticking out from the darkness that pulled in so many other pelts to blend in.IC:
A purr escaped from the white cat, and she pressed her pelt against the toms. He smiled, though didn't purr as she did. "Whitepelt....." he whispered. "What is it, Silverstep?" the she-cat responded.
She was named for her white pelt. He was named for his silver paws, that were drowned out in the bright light that the moon gave off.
The tom sighed. "Their coming, aren't they?" he asked. The she-cat nodded, her eyes locking onto his. "Are you regreting this?" she asked, her voice seemed to be challanging him to say 'yes'.
The tom shifted. "I am." he responded, earning a surprised gasp from the she-cat, and a scratch across his eye. "Then go back to your own clan." she hissed, before bounding off, back to the border.
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It had been a few moons after that last meeting between Whitepelt and Silverstep. The she-cat had already had her kittens, and named the she-cat, Silverkit, in honor of her father, and the other, Littlekit, because he was sick, and small at the time.
She watched her kits grow, and once four moons, Silverkit died of Greencough. Whitepelt greived for days, but on the outside, she stayed happy, just for Littlekit.
Soon he became Littlepaw, and she returned to her warrior duties. He was trained by Nightfur, who Whitepelt had set her eye on. Littlepaw became aware of this, and started acting up in Nightfur's presents, and hurt the tom during their fighting practices. Soon, Nightfur went nowhere near Whitepelt.
Becomeing a warrior was the best thing that happened to Littlepaw. He was named Littlestone, to show that he wasn't little, but to show that even the smallest stones, were the strongest.
His mother soon died after, and Littlestone didn't feel any pain, amazingly. He felt that if StarClan had a spot for his mother, then it was just her time to go.
Not this time. DXOther:
Not really.....