Morningkit // ThunderClan // Kit // She-cat

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Name: Morningkit
Age: Unborn
Honors: StarClan (For now)
Gender: Tom
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Leader
Relationships:

Breezepelt -- Mother
Lionstep -- Father
Crowpaw -- Brother (sort of)

Appearance:

She loved the morning. It seemed to be the only time that she could think clearly. Yawning slightly, the slim kitten wriggled out from her mother's tail. The motion caused her to flop down to the floor of the nursery. She was still young and unsteady on her paws, but she regained her balance quickly. Someday, the kitten would prove to have impeccable balance, which was already beginning to show at her young age.

She padded lightly out of the nursery and into the sun's rays, stretching out. The sunlight highlighted her long golden fur, making the faint stripes more visible. She stopped to groom as she so often did, cleaning the dirt off of her fur and carefully untangling the knots. How her fur always managed to get so dirty, she was never sure.

The kitten turned her head, and her soft, teal-colored eyes took in the camp in the morning light. Her name, Morningkit, truly fit the little golden beauty.

Personality:

Morningkit is considered by many to be the definition of caring. Even when she could barely think consciously past her mother's milk, cats always seemed to say that she was sweet. Morningkit herself doesn't understand how they could make that assumption, but she doesn't question them.

She has an odd compulsion to always do the right thing, and sticks to the warrior code as closely as any one cat can. She hates when another cat's feelings are hurt, no matter the rank. If somebody were to try to bother Willowstar, even, she'd stand up for him and tell the other cat off. While the she-cat tries to be kind to others, she can't stand cats who are regularly rude. She believes that cats shouldn't try to hurt each other, and one of her biggest dreams is for all of the Clans to be peaceful.

She can't stomach fighting, and won't even play-fight with the other kits. Instead she sits off to the side, comforting the other kits when they get hurt. She has dreams of becoming a medicine cat when she gets older rather than becoming a warrior, and her parents support her in this.

She often comes off as bossy and difficult due to her compulsion to do the right thing. Age and rank mean nothing to her, and she isn't afraid to boss around an older kit or an apprentice. More than once, she's told off a warrior for being mean. She would never hurt another cat on purpose, however. She is never insulting unless she gets really angry, which she tries to avoid.

Some cats think that she has a sort of superiority complex because she is the deputy's daughter. Morningpaw really doesn't care about her father's rank, however. She would be no different if her father was just a warrior, or even the leader of ThunderClan.

History:

Pre-Birth: However much she hates his attitude, Morningkit really has her "brother," Crowpaw, to thank for her birth. Her parents met due to him, as Crowpaw, Crowkit at the time, was not well-liked among ThunderClan. Lionstep, her father, and Breezepelt, her mother, both took a liking to the young black tom. This is what eventually brought them together.

Breezepelt and Lionstep went hunting together, getting themselves caught in a thunderstorm. Breezepelt, terrified of water, hid underneath a tree when the two were separated. Lionstep saw her distress and came to comfort her, reassuring her that nobody thought bad of her for being afraid.

Crowkit slipped out of camp not long after, and snuck into Rottingplace on a dare. He was attacked by a dog, and would have died had Lionstep and Breezepelt not shown up to rescue him.

On their way back from the battle with the dog, Lionstep and Breezepelt confessed their love for each other. Breezepelt became preganant soon after.

Kithood: Due to Morningkit's young age, she has little to tell. She was born the only kit in Lionstep and Breezepelt's litter, and some consider her lucky to even be alive. Her mother was quite young when she was born, and Morningkit has always been particularly slim. She was, however, never sickly nor was she really undersized. She just never seems to be able to eat enough, despite constantly suckling her mother's milk and later, eating a lot of fresh-kill.

As soon as she could think past Breezepelt's milk, Morningkit noticed that her "brother" seemed to hate her. Soon after that, she realized that Crowpaw seemed to hate everybody. A sort of mutual hatred formed between them, but deep down Morningkit knows that if the ex-kittypet is ever in trouble, she will help him as well as she can.

Roleplay Example:

Rawr.

Pictures:

Good Morning!

Codeword:

Rawr

[.:Fawn:.]

=)! Accepted! She's adorable!

Accepted as unborn kit of ThunderClan!

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