Ravenfeather's Kitties

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Always in the shadows, always watching

I was cursed Ravenfeather
Nature wished me a fae

My coat is the color of a moonless night. No white decorates my pelt, only the color of shadows and darkness. Leaf-colored optics will burn vividly through the darkness and gaze at you with pride and defiance. Long limbs carry me swiftly over the land and a slender frame will make me look delicate.

My heart is quiet and patient. Large groups are not where I dwell, the shadows are more comfortable. My thoughts rest on others rather then my own safety.

I stand as a warrior
I fight for ThunderClan

My heart beats for Nightshadow
Riverkit, Shadowkit, Cloudedkit, Stripedkit and Spottedkit name me mother

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Mother named me Riverkit
I am a tom

I share my mother's shadow-like coat. My eyes burn green like my mother but I do not share her long limbs. I am small, the runt of my litter. I match the darkness with no white on my coat.

I am quiet, often called recluse. I do not play like most kits. Instead I sit and watch. They say that's strange and call it weird but I don't care. I'm not playful but I am thoughtful.

For now I am only a kit but someday will be much more
I will someday serve ThunderClan

Nightshadow and Ravenfeather brought me life
Shadowkit, Stripedkit and Cloudedkit are my brothers
Spottedkit is my sister

I have found no love
I'm too young to think of kits

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Stripedkit is my name
I was born a tom

I share my father's pelt. Ginger rages across my coat like wildfire barred with black tabby stripes. My eyes are burning amber. I have a skinny build and fairly long limbs. I can run like the wind though I am only a kit.

My heart lies to the sidelines. I will not play. I prefer to listen to stories, watch and listen. I try to act grown up but inside I only want to protect. I want to keep everyone safe. I try not to show it but I really do care and I'm still a kit on the inside.

Someday I want to stand as a warrior
I will give my life for ThunderClan

Nightshadow and Ravenfeather call me son
Cloudedkit, Shadowkit and Riverkit call me brother
Spottedkit is my only sister

No one has melted my heart
I am too young to think of kits

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Though I am blind, I see all

I've been cursed Jaywing
I was wished a brute

My coat is blue-grey in color with no tabby markings. I am small in build by my spirit is strong. My fur is still kit-soft and I am often mistaken for an apprentice. Gaze into my eyes and see eyes the color of jay feathers, grey blue in color and sightless.

My sharp tongue wards away unwelcomed company and I show a soft side to few. My temper is quick to show itself when the wrong words are spoken. I stand away from the gathering, listen rather then join.

The world I see is a lonely one. No color lights my world, only unchanging shadows. Darkness is all I've ever seen and I always seem to walk alone. I do not know what light or dark are. My world consists of scents and sounds but not sight for I am blind.

I am a proud warrior
I fight for ThunderClan

Icemoon has drawn out my heart
Kits are on my thoughts but do not exist

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Enemies beware the screech of the eagle

My calling is Eaglecall
I was wished a tom

My coat is sleek golden-brown. Black spots are scattered over my pelt. Black rings bar my tail and there is a black tip to my tail. I am built like a WindClan cat. My muscles are not bulky but streamlined. I am fast and long limbed though a little on the small side. My warcry is that of an eagle.

It takes a lot to rouse my wrath. My patience seem to never end and my temper is even. I am kind to the newcommer and I am sympathetic to the rouge-borns coming to a clan. I will treat all equally and try to be fair though it's not always easy. Orders never have to come twice with me, I do it right away unless I see harm coming from my actions.

My rank is warrior
My loyalty goes to ThunderClan

Runningtail holds my heart
Kits may soon call me father

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

I was cursed Broken, now Brokenheart
StarClan created me a femme

My coat is long and soft, dark brown striped with dark tabby markings. My chest, underbelly and paws are creamy white. Green eyes tinted with amber show my sadness. I have a light-weight, delicate build which makes me underestimated. I am quite fast when I want to be, running like a WindClan cat.

I am truely a broken soul. I see no use in my existance and wish I was never born. I often walk alone, drowning in my own sorrow. My thoughts on myself are often weak and broken.

I am a warrior
I stand in ShadowClan's ranks

Demonstorm is healing my broken soul
Kits may someday be on my mind

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

I have been named Silverbrook
I was created a she-cat

I have a long, silky silver coat. Tabby stripes mark my coat. Amber-tinted green eyes show my gentle nature. My paws are tipped with white and my chest and underbelly are white.

My nature is a quiet one. I often don't speak loudly and it takes quite a bit to unleash my wrath. Fury and anger are not emotions I know well. I speak softly and don't like to argue. I take whatever the world throws at me and try to recover as best I can. My soft-spoken nature often makes me underestimated.

I was once Medicine Cat apprentice but now I wish to be a warrior
I serve ThunderClan

Sunstone is drawing out my heart
Kits are not yet on my mind