Details
Name:
Lionkit
Gender:
Male
Age:
Two moons
Rank Wanted:
Warrior!
Rank Received:
Kit

Appearance
Description:
Lionkit is still just a tiny kitten. He has downy orange fur that looks as though it is going to grow in thick and long. His pelt is mostly a dark orange, with some lighter stripes on his legs and the bottom of his belly. His big paws are a much paler orange, and down his chin and neck there is a small white patch.
Pelt Colour:
Orange and tan
Body Type:
Strong / Large
Eye Colour:
Stormy blue

Personality
Description:
Lionkit is rambunctious and proud. He's the bigger one of his small litter, and shows it. He likes to play rough with his 'little' sibling. He attempts to escape the nursery, testing his mother's limits, but his bright pelt and triumphant roar usually give him away rather fast. When his mother got sick, the young cat stayed awake by her side, brazenly telling any cat who came to them that he was going to fight his mother's sickness for her. He would sneak out of the den to drag her freshkill, as though there weren't others already doing so, and ran to Crookedowl's den whenever his mother made a strange noise. Try as he might, the young kit was powerless against his mother's sickness, and she passed, to his despair. He hadn't noticed, as she got sicker, that many of his clanmates, even other queens, had no longer viewed him and his brother as innocent kits. Once Willowfire passed, he and his brother Smokekit were ostracized from the clan. His pride turned his affection for them quickly into hurt anger, and he eagerly awaits being 'banished' to Thunderclan.
Likes:
Playing, his brother, being accepted
Dislikes:
Shadowclan (for abandoning him), being forced to stay in the nursery
Wants:
To join Thunderclan!
Fears:
Thunderclan being as mean as Shadowclan, not having anywhere to call home
Strengths:
Pouncing, jumping, swatting (ya know kit things)
Weaknesses:
Doing as he's told, respecting his elders

History
Description:
Lionkit was born not too long ago in Shadowclan. His first few memories were of cuddling with his brother and mother for warmth through the very end of Leaf-bare. The moist marsh winter was, according to his mother, never kind to kits and queens, and she said they were strong for surviving through it while they were still so little. Lionkit took this to heart, and had and has always believed that he and his brother were inherently strong.

Willowfire got sick only a few short weeks ago. Lionkit took it well at first, but the young tom couldn't really grasp what was happening before she was gone. Lionkit, now barely tolerated in the Shadowclan's nursery, sits waiting with a lashing tail to be escorted to Thunderclan, where his current clanmates said he was being discarded to. He doesn't care what Shadowclan thinks anymore - they don't want him know that his mother is dead and his father is apparently Thunderclan. Lionkit doesn't think that should matter.
Crush:
Mate:
Kits:
Kins: Ravencoat (Thunderclan / Father), Willowfire (Shadowclan / Mother / Deceased), Other Shadowclan kit (Sibling)
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