A SISTER'S PROMISE / WINDCLAN HPR LITTER

[Marquette]

A SISTER'S PROMISE — a windclan hpr litter

STORY ࿐ೃ˙ RULES ࿐ೃ˙ COTTONSPRIG x FOXGLARE ࿐ೃ˙ BLUEFROST x THRIFTFEATHER ࿐ೃ˙

• Two sisters, once the united pride of their mother, now each a fragmented disgrace to her imperfect lineage. Both learn of their pregnancies within days of one another, and both shield secrets from the public fearing the inevitable backlash that will come with it.
  
  Cottonsprig, a medicine cat, took an oath to never bear children. The Clan is meant to be her young, and yet she grew greedy and careless. In light of her mistakes, she makes her swift escape and a silent promise to the very few who know that she will return in time. The details of her disappearance and return are yet to be seen.
  
  Bluefrost found comfort in a former friend - through quiet promises to bring him meals and brief stints in the loner lands, the she-cat held fast to the ideal that their visits would bear no fruit of evidence. And now, as her sister abandons her and she moves to the nursery, she finds that she must bear the burden of their secrets alone.
  
  When all is said and done, Bluefrost will mother and raise Cottonsprig's kittens for her, as worse things lay on the horizon.
  
• RULES FOR BOTH LITTERS:
  
  • Please specify which litter you are applying to in your application! If you are applying to both litters, please specify that as well!
  • These applications are not first-come, first-serve. These kits will be chosen on 09.02.2024 and will be born on 09.07.2024.
  • These kits will age realistically. Yes, this is a worm litter! Please understand your character will be in the nursery for six IRL months if chosen!
  • Disabilities and birth defects are permitted but must be thoroughly researched and played realistically. No genetic mutations will be permitted.
  • There is no posting quota for this litter; however, we do expect at least a handful of posts per month. We reserve the right to rehome your slot after one month of inactivity without communication.
  • Kits must stay in WindClan due to being raised to be loyal to their Clan. If a plot calls for the character to leave WindClan, please discuss it with the parent rpers!
  • Please stick to the naming themes in the respective tabs.
  • Please adhere to the genetics.
  • Number of slots is subject to fluctuate, but will likely remain at 2 per litter.
  • There is no set form; please include all the basics.
  • Please include alternative names in case your chosen name is taken by someone else! Try not to use prefixes used by played, currently living characters.
  • These kits will be raised primarily by Bluefrost, though there will likely be an opportunity for them to discover their true parentage. Keep this in mind as you apply!
• GENETICS:
  Sire: LH red tabby w/ high white (masking black; carrying dilute, point)
  Dam: LH blue smoke w/ low white (carrying non-silver, chocolate)
  
  
  
  Toms can be black, blue, black smoke, or blue smoke
  She-cats can be tortoiseshell, blue tortoiseshell, tortoiseshell smoke, or blue tortoiseshell smoke
  - Kits will be longhaired
  - Kits can have low white or high white
  - Kits can have any realistic eye color
  - Non-dilute kits will carry dilute; smoke kits will carry non-silver; kits may or may not carry point; kits may or may not carry chocolate
  - Kits will be 1/4th Siberian and can show breed traits
  - Cottonsprig is gen 2 ; Foxglare is gen 2 ; these kits will be gen 3
  
  NAMING CONVENTIONS:
  - Cottonsprig will be naming the kittens alone and thus will have very little input from anyone else.
  - However, due to the potential of Cottonsprig not raising her own kittens, she will also try to avoid names too closely related to herself. Topics that are allowed: Flowers, 'tunneling' prefixes, WindClan-esque to any degree.
  - She will also not name any of her children as a junior. With those important in her life, she will find names adjacent (synonyms or equal meaning (ie choosing Falcon- instead of Harrier-, and so on)) or pick out a quality of theirs that she admires, (Tough-, Sweet-). She may also try to attach more meaning to moorland animals, intentionally hoping to imbue her children with traits that those animals have (Badger- for hardiness, Rabbit- for swiftness, etc)
  
  Prefix Ideas (feel free to research and expand if need be!):
  
  
  • Asterkit, Lavenderkit, Chamomilekit, Iriskit, Buttercupkit
  • Softkit, Sweetkit, Toughkit, Purekit
  • Goatkit, Harekit, Horsekit, Falconkit, Hawk-kit
  • Mudkit, Cave/rnkit, Fogkit, Swiftkit, Dewkit, Haykit
  
  
  

  Rimekit, penned by Kerms​

  
  

  slot two​

• GENETICS:
  Sire: LH red classic tabby with low white (masking black, carrying dilute)
  Dam: LH blue smoke with low white (carrying chocolate, non-silver)
  
  
  
  - Toms will be black, black smoke, blue or blue smoke
  - She-cats will be tortie, tortie smoke, blue tortie, or blue tortie smoke
  - Kits will be longhaired
  - Kits can have no white, low white, or high white
  - Kits with white can have any realistic eye color; kits without white can have any realistic eye color but blue
  - Non-dilute kits will carry dilute; kits may or may not carry chocolate; silver or smoke kits will carry non-silver
  - Bluefrost is gen 2 ; Thriftfeather is gen 1 ; these kits will be gen 3
  
  NAMING CONVENTIONS:
  Bluefrost will be naming these kits with some IC input from Thriftfeather. Here are some ideas of what she would name her children:
  
  • After Sootstar: Sootkit, Ashkit, Cinderkit
  • After other family: Weaselkit, Harrierkit, Stoatkit, Hawk-kit, Shrikekit, Eaglekit, Talonkit, Clawkit, Ferretkit, Featherkit
  • After the moor: Heatherkit, Gorsekit, Dustkit, Dustykit, Diggingkit, Siltkit, Claykit, Sandkit, Windkit, Gustkit, Harekit, Rabbitkit, Shrubkit, Peatkit, Burrowkit
  • Appearance-based: Silverkit, Azurekit, Shinekit, Shimmerkit, Glimmerkit, Violetkit, Silk-kit, Silkykit, Plushkit, Yellowkit, Gold/enkit, Spottedkit, Dapple/dkit, Speckle/dkit, Brindle/dkit
  • Names she likes: Dreamkit, Webkit, Moonkit
  
  Names supplied by Thriftfeather:
  
  • After the moor: Cricketkit, Rabbitkit, Heathkit, Ouzelkit, Phoebekit, Beekit, Breezekit, Katydidkit, Sandkit
  • Purple-based flowers: Iris, Violetkit, Dusk-kit, Asterkit, Vetchkit, Lavenderkit, Lilackit, Thistlekit
  • Size / Shape-related names
  
  

  slot one​

  
  

  slot two​

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[tempest]

track!

 

[mercibun]

SIGHS LOUDLY /pos

LAVENDERKIT - for the herb, extra meanings here. // alternatives
─ pronouns, considered under xx in a genetic pairing.
─ destined for the tunnels of windclan.
─ may be chosen for either litter.

★ lh blue smoke tortoiseshell w/ low white
★ "a small blue smoke tortoiseshell with pale green eyes."
★With white streaks on her cheeks but a bearing closer to Bluefrost's, Lavenderkit is a blessing from the heavens that resembles the missing Cottonsprig. At a glance from the wrong angle, however, this small kit bears a startling resemblance to her grandmother: a visage that Lavenderkit grows into as time passes by, most notable when she frowns.

★ traits
★ longer form

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★ plot 1
★ longer form
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[meghan]

SCREAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!! TRACK

cottonfox baby
black with high white
sweet-, soft-, dew-, pure-
future tunneler

 

[dallas]

kicks the grass. tracking

 

[Tikki]

I shouldn't... but tracking

blue tortie smoke w/high white // afab & she/her // both litters
if blue litter: soot, ash, silk, web
if cotton litter: goat, buttercup, hay

thinking a minty green for eyes, timid and easy to make cry, (this cat WILL upset blue no matter which litter she comes from b/c "why are you such a wet napkin of a cat I'm the one raising you)
use anything but a calm cool tone and she will cry
overthinks too much (you blinked at me during the word hate when talking about what prey you don't like to eat so you must be actually talking about me)

 

[revelations]

SOOTKIT of WINDCLAN​

DFAB. | BLUEFROST x THRIFTFEATHER. | 0 MOONS ; 09.07.24

unwillingly ensnared in the unending spiral of legacy, yet steady in spite of the pressure — an echo of the past rippling in smoke-laden shoulders and innocent eyes that edge towards a terrible venom-green.

thick fur long claws dark eyes tall muscular long tail small ears triangular face thin fur short claws light eyes short thin short tail large ears square face​ ─────○─────── ──────○────── ─────────○─── ───────────○─ ───────○───── ────────○──── ─────────○─── ──────○──────​

a tiny bundle lies at bluefrost's belly, still damp with eyes closed. pale fur is groomed into backwards spikes for warmth — it takes some time for it to melt back down to her body just right. silky kitten fur looks like a dandelion about to burst, the cool autumn air teasing at strands of soft blue and pale cream through the nursery's scarce openings. the beginning of her life continues as such. cradled in the safe dark, folded close to her mother's belly beneath her littermates. she seems to grow slowly. surely it will pick up soon? but the days pass and she the kitten remains one of the smallest. her eyes open to reveal a murky kitten blue and her voice is insistent in its wordless pleas.

more of her is revealed piece by piece. as her fur settles, it is into a sleek, puffy coat that slowly shapes to a thick-furred chest and the familiar cheek fluff. proportionally small, her dainty paws still carry a sturdy musculature and needle-sharp claws that tear haphazardly in the midst of play. and her eyes. . . that is the worst part of her, perhaps. time strays away from the soft shades of bluefrost's and into familiar tinges of green. not as rich of an emerald as those of windclan's eternal specter, but a lively lime, most certainly holding some sort of secret with the ever-present curiosity.

from a young age she learns to sit prim and proper: her forepaws set neatly together, her shoulders high and her chin titled up. beside her mother she is an echo that reverberates throughout the moors. sootstar is never far from anyone's mind when they look upon the young kitten. the only thing that saves her from growing into a complete clone is her father's genes. (what a story that tells on its own.) his bright yellow pelt streaks through the blue smoke like a comet through the night sky, and her white-tipped ears and toes are so faintly familiar. . .

Spoiler: three potential shades

idealistic
thoughtful
extrovert
polite
collected
energetic
political

pragmatic
impulsive
introvert
rude
chaotic
restrained
indifferent​

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positive: curious, cooperative, neat, anticipative, perceptive.
neutral: mature, perfectionistic, high-strung, studious, opinionated.
negative: aloof, gullible, reactionary, shortsighted, wishful.
hidden: impressionable, insecure.

●●● patience
●●● empathy
●●● honesty

●●● humor
●●● ambition
●●● volatility​

●●● spirituality
●●● happiness
●●● warmth​

──── fears ; the looming legacy of her grandmother, and the distrust she sees in their faces. why do they look at her as if there's something wrong with her? as if she, herself, is something rotten? what if she fails to meet the expectation laid before her? but then again. . . what if she doesn't?
──── desires ; closeness, the sort of which she feels so oddly deprived despite the warm belly she curls up against. it would be easier if she were someone else. she seeks recognition and redemption, though from who or what she cannot decide.
──── motivations ; from the moment her eyes open, she reaches for the stars. she strives to be like starclan, like sootstar, like the foundation of windclan that everyone else seems to have forgotten. lingering above it all – that's who she is.
──── morals ; duty before desire, what we want is secondary to what is wanted of us. judged by outcome, the path forward is not as important as the destination. selective confidence, most people are only out for themselves, and cannot be trusted with your desires and motives.

frequently forced to play sootstar in games of sootstar vs sunstar — eternally the villain because of her name and all of the stories that come with it. she never wins play battles and eventually stops playing altogether, focusing instead on shadowing her mother or other warriors whenever available. she quickly finds that the safest space for her is with bluefrost, whose well-trained paws shield her from the judgement she cannot fully escape. solidifies her reliance upon her mother from a young age. with the way that the clan looks at her, sootkit feels like she's missing something important. she reaches for information from all that will field her questions, but the stories she hears about sootstar vary greatly from what she hears from her mother. would bluefrost really have named her after someone so terrible? she wouldn't want her kitten to be hurt like that. . . right? sootkit quickly joins her mother's "side" in remembering windclan's founder fondly, even if she never truly met her. easily frustrated by even the idea of failure. as she nears apprenticeship, she makes it clear she has every intention to be as effortlessly good at this as her mom and grandma were. sets aside her childhood wonder and curiosity to delve into The Mines™, wheedling bluefrost for even just a peek inside a tunnel entrance, some tips, anything. will likely go out of her way to pester other skilled tunnelers as well.

i'm hoping for a close bond with all aspects of her family! she seeks closeness with bluefrost in particular, desperate to understand who she is and how she came to be this way, but also her littermates. if they're the playful type they will find her difficult to engage with, especially outside of the nursery, though she will still enjoy adventuring with them around camp or playing pretend. as long as she's not the villain again, that is.​

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[nocthymia]

TRACKING...
both litters pref for bluethrift, has thrift's eyes
Either resents thrift for choosing to help the cats he's not related to rather than join wc to be with his kits, or completely disregards cotton/fox as parents and sees blue as their sole caretaker

HARRIERKIT BLUEFROST XX THRIFTFEATHER
Alt names. Sweet, Fog / Soot, Shrike, Moon / Lilac, Lavender, Aster

" i told myself, "this isn't normal. this isn't normal. this isn't how life is supposed to feel." "
ENBY, THEY / SHE / HE KIT OF WINDCLAN 00 MOONS

LH blue tortoiseshell smoke
Born sickly, Harrierkit spends most of their days in the safety of the medicine cats' den, almost akin to a reminder ( of the sister who left everything behind, or the mother who broke her oath ), her fur blue like the ones who came before. Specks of cream tinge their pelt like the ghost of a father who is not currently present, and when his eyes change color it only solidifies their parentage: the child of Bluefrost and Thriftfeather, a clandestine union between former clanmates; their hue so familiar, the same green as that of her father.

They walk hunched over, always hidden beneath Bluefrost's body. Some of her fur covers her eyes - like human bangs. He enjoys this, personally, as he hates eye-contact with family and strangers alike ( they also hate to have their hair groomed by Bluefrost, and throw little temper tantrums ).

Long silky fur, colored like rainfall with hints of sunlight seeping through. Harrierkit is a living legacy, an unwanted one at that, of the queen of the moors. Shadowing their mother for protection, if they cannot see him, they cannot hurt him. Long-legged and big-eared, Harrierkit looks almost alien next to her present kin.

Personality. Harrierkit is autistic, as I am!
Easily overwhelmed and cowering due to every little noise, Harrierkit is often a crying kitten ( sounds too loud, emotions too strong, many different smells. . . ); she is quiet, and doesn't really respond when called. While his siblings are talkative, he is quiet - so much so he hardly cried during birth. As they grow, Harrierkit shows more signs that they are different, from not enjoying pretend play, following a very strict routine ( and getting very upset if it changes ), to simply parroting phrases to the point it may annoy others. She is undoubtedly considered weird by some nursery residents, which may lead to bullying as she grows older ( especially on top of his odd body proportions ).

With growth they learn how to mask. Aware of the expectations placed upon them as the child of a lead warrior and grandchild of WindClan's founder, they learn how to "behave properly". They suppress their urges to fidget, to be themselves, all for the sake of not damaging the arguably already damaged family name even further. Forced facial expressions and inconsistent opinions, an attempt at trying to fit in and be liked by WindClan's society.

She is quiet. But, surprisingly, a different side to her comes out when fightning. Battling is something that excites him for once, and he finds that he loves the rush of adrenaline and his blood roaring in his ears. The scratches and bruises littering his body make him appear almost unhinged, so different from the shy kitten of moons before. The stark changes are almost scary, but after the spar is done with they return to their norm.

Harrierkit will eventually grow to hate Thriftfeather, feeling abandoned he chose to be with cats he wasn't related to rather than joining WindClan to be a father. This feeling will manifest in hostility towards their father and past and current DuskClanners. This is not pure hatred, the sadistic kind - but more so sadness, feeling like they were his secondary priority in life rather than first ( as Harrierkit believes they should've been ).

• Born asthmatic
• Will show more signs of neurodivergency other than the ones listed, those are just some examples!

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[Archivist]

Track… would be my Wind main…

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❝ that error doesn't become a mistake until you refuse to correct it. ❞
Comfreykit . Comfreypaw . Comfrey?

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↳ after the flowers his mother enjoyed
— Kit of WindClan
— AMAB, he/him, undiscovered sexuality, monogamous
— Foxglare x Cottonsprig, sibling to Rimekit + "Thriftfeather x Bluefrost", cousibling to ??? and ???

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LH BLUE SMOKE, LOW WHITE W/ GREEN EYES. 1/4th Siberian. Heavily resembles Cottonsprig and Sootstar. Despite his larger size, which he gets from his father Foxglare, he tries to make himself appear smaller every chance he gets, bestowing him with a hunched figure. His eyes, though largely a pale green, contain partial heterochromia in his left eye with the lower portion of it being a blue reminiscent of his mother's eyes. His pelt is shades of gray cascading down his back, with a lighter, almost mane-like bushel of fur that surrounds his neck. He has dark gray markings giving him the look of a weathered, older feline, and to match his neck fur, bushy eyebrow-looking patches above his eyes. Perhaps most notably, he has a cluster of white dots at the end of his tail. At his worst, one might catch of glimpse of the mad queen of the moors in his eyes - likewise, at his best, there's something strikingly similar to the missing medicine cat in his voice.
↳ carrying non-silver, point, chocolate

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religious zealot/horrifically loyal/paranoid

From the moment he opens them, his eyes are on the stars above them. He watches the stars blink and flicker before he can even speak, before he even knows about the concept of StarClan, and he feels an instant connection with them. Growing up, learning about StarClan, how those are his ancestors and great warriors watching over everyone, he decides that that's what he wants to dedicate himself to: so he absorbs all he can about the stars, toddling towards the medicine cat's den to seek more answers to questions that most likely didn't have them.

As he gets older, able to conceptualize and pull apart things on his own, he realizes that StarClan is more than just the stars - it's something that you can put your all into, something that you can trust with your most private thoughts and feelings, something that will exist long after he and everyone he knows is gone - but knowing that he'll be part of Silverpelt one day, perhaps that's exciting enough a feeling. But while he lives on the mortal plane, he preaches the good word of StarClan, assures others that their presence will bring only good things, and that everything has a reason for happening. For Bluefrost, watching him grow up such a staunch believer in the stars could bring relief or worry - after all, what kind of young cat fantasizes about the day he'll join the stars?

The inherent morbidity of what he's dedicated himself to isn't where the worry ends for the only mother he'll know. It starts as a seedling, just as he is, when he is first born; just a sprout, but one that can't be trampled over or burnt to nothingness. It'll be nursed and nurtured no matter what happens, no matter how good the intentions he or anyone else has. It lays dormant, waiting for its moment to attack until he's matured a bit, but not nearly enough to deal with what is going to crash over him like a wave. Paranoia rears it's ugly head during his apprenticeship, the unfounded fear that there's something just behind him, ready to get him should he fall. There are judging eyes everywhere, and the only safe space that he can fathom is StarClan.

With the deep, gnawing fear that there's always someone out to get him, it might be expected that he'd turn into a cold and unfriendly tom. However, his loyalty runs deep, whether the recipient be blood or water. In fact, his dedication to proving himself to those who earn his trust is scary in some regards; he makes promises with a face that imply a stone-cold seriousness, one that is proof itself that he would give his life for someone close to him without a second thought. He won't be moved by anything when it comes to his testaments to his Clan and kin.


— mannerisms: hunches over when he walks
— will start fights | will end fights | will not flee | will not show mercy
— (will) excel at tunneling

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Plots:
— The day will come when he learns about his grandmother, Sootstar - it's only a matter of time before that happens, of course. How could someone he's so closely related to have turned her back on her Clan and the Stars in the way that Sootstar did? Why do other cats look at him like that - like he's already done something in the same vein? Will he come to resent the way he looks or who he is because of who he happened to be born related to?

— When/if it's revealed that Cottonsprig is his true mother, he spirals. Were all those cats right about him, before? Not only is he the grandson of Sootstar, but on a similar level, his true mother broke the Code she swore by to have him. Is he born to a long line of ne'er-do-wellers, cursed to follow a similar path as those who came before him? Can anything he does prevent him from becoming some sort of villain?
↳ Loyal to a fault, he suffers a crisis of faith when it comes to whether or not he should accept Cottonsprig. Should he value family over the Clan, or the Clan over family?

— Being related to a Big Bad leaves a family and those within it with a reputation. As he grows and stories continue to be told of Sootstar to warn kits off of misbehaving, his resemblance does not go unnoticed - with the hunched way he walks and the general uneasiness he displays, kits take to seeing him as a big bad wolf himself, using him to scare and dare one another.

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Bonus Information:
— Voice claim would be Troy Baker's Jason Todd
— Human AU name would be Comgall [insert Sootfam surname here]
— Inspirations: black sheep, big bad wolf
— Future tunneler; always has specks of dirt about him no matter how hard he tries to keep clean
— Incredibly protective of Rimekit in particular, despite her size; she gets scary dog privilege
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[Noor ♡]

la la la... complete, may be back to add some small tweaks (:<

ASHKIT BLUEFROST XX THRIFTFEATHER

" BEFORE THE DAWN HAS COME, I'D BLOCK THE SUN."
CISGENDER FEMALE, SHE / HER | KIT OF WINDCLAN | 0 MOONS

BLUE SMOKED TORTOISESHELL AND WHITE SHE-KIT WITH HETEROCHROMATIC GREEN & BLUE EYES
Upon birth, she is a mere round, silvered-shadow. Barely a living, breathing thing- and yet, her very existence is a stark reminder of WindClans star-forsaken founding ghost. Deemed "Ashkit" for the striking resemblance, the ginger flecks that begin to speckle across her eye, ribs, and tail are Ashkit's only saving grace. When she begins to take the shape of a true WindClan cat, her slow growth and scrawny build make for a promising tunneler. When her eyes begin to shift from their sweet baby-blue, it is a slow process. Her right eye begins to dim, gradually evolving into a deep, royal blue. Her left is slower to shift, and when it does, her iris fills with deep ivy green. Lush alabaster fills out her chest fur and swatches down her nose and tail tip. When her adult appearance becomes clear to everyone around her, it is damning. Even so, no one can argue one simple fact: Ashkit is truly a child of the moors, of WindClan.

As Ashkit leaves her kitten fur behind, her build will develop small and wiry, draped by a thick pelt made of smoke, ember and shadows. Around a hollow collarbone her mane of dove-white fur seems to only evolve with age, and the opulence of her down-feathered fur seems to contradict everything from the chin up; by the time Ashkit has grown into herself, her face will be made up by sharp angles, narrow eyes, and pointed ears.

【0-2 moons】EARLY KITHOOD ♠ The Magical Child
dependent ♠ adoring ♠ knowledge-seeking ♠ sensitive ♠ dramatic ♠ imaginative

WANDERING PAWS. Before Ashkit knows how to think, she knows how to move. From the time when her vision is still blurry and freshly-upright ears getting used to all the new sounds, she wanders. Often falling out of the nest in an attempt to embark on her aimless adventures. Though Ashkit cannot grasp what is happening around her, she knows that she wants to be involved.
ROSEY-EYED. As the mental wheels begin to churn on the horizon of her first moon of life, everything is painted in comforting shades of goldens, lavenders, and pinks to little Ashkit. Having no understanding of fear, anguish, or sadness, everyone around her is a friend, and Ashkit is the apple of everyone's eye. Because nothing bad could happen in her sanctuary that is the nursery.
NEEDY. A certain level of dependency is expected from something as little and helpless as Ashkit, but it's as though she takes that standard as a challenge. Desperate to explore, the moment something goes awry, she will wail until whisked off to safety. At first, her chronic outbursts may come across as some sort of earnest fear or anxiety, until her strangely frequent tumbles don't seem so accidental.
NATURAL-BORN SCHOLAR. When she gains the ability to speak, it may come as a surprise to the adults around her when the skill isn't utilized much, in spite of her theatrics. Every word that is spoken is thought through, and heavily influenced by what Ashkit has learned from her environment. It is around this time that her perception begins to show, and the way in which she internalizes interactions becomes apparent in the behaviors Ashkit begins to mirror and repeat. Her questions are more goal-oriented than simple child-like curiosity, far and few between when compared to her average peer.

【3-5 moons】 LATE KITHOOD ♠ The Princess
pathological liar ♠ sensitive ♠ assertive ♠ perceptive ♠ petty ♠ stubborn ♠ daring

HEADSTRONG. As the games amongst her peers become more complex, and passionate opinions arise, so do arguments. The battles Ashkit chooses are far and few between, but when she does decide on a hill to stand on, it is unmoving. Likely inspired by her mother's confident and steely demeanor, the traits begin to manifest in Ashkit's own spirit as an iron will.
SHARP GAZE. Perception is as much of a tool as it is a weapon, especially in an ostentatious toddler. In her presence, you are always under Ashkit's watchful eye. The list of potential offenses against Ashkit is long and easy to commit, as a tendency to hyperfocus on insignificant details is beginning to bloom, as well as her tender-hearted nature. It is not uncommon for something as small as the wrong tone to be enough to earn a peer her ire.
THROUGH HER TEETH. Having grown up with her mother's smooth poise in her ear, it isn't unsurprising when Ashkit takes on similar mannerisms in her dialect. Watching Bluefrost's calculated demeanor her entire life, the understanding that there is power in one's words is an easy concept to grasp when Ashkit is old enough. When she speaks it is assured, polite, and smooth, so when she realizes that reality can be twisted to fit her narrative, it is like a flame drawing in a hungry moth with all the tools to harness it. Lying is effortless for Ashkit, even though adults are harder to bewitch in the beginning.
PINK HEROINE. By the time daydreams of her apprentice ceremony begin, Ashkit is already somewhat aware of the way her presence seems to make some of the clan uneasy, the looks she receives when certain thoughts are spoken aloud. Like they've seen a ghost. In the beginning the attention is welcomed, until Ashkit learns the difference between 'positive' and 'negative.' Eventually, the desperation for the latter is what drives Ashkit to be something of a golden child. Villain roles are refused all together, discarded to play a marvelous heroine in the story. Her paws are helpful and constantly seeking situations to place them in, if only for the purpose of fulfilling the burning desire for positive attention.

【6+ moons】INTO APPRENTICESHIP ♠ A Moorland Gem
self-absorbed ♠ sociable ♠ poised ♠ dishonest ♠ vindictive ♠ strong-willed ♠ courageous ♠ innovative
RULE OF GLAMOR. While the colors of her coat have certainly done Ashpaw no favors throughout her short life, her beauty is undeniable- and she knows it. There is never a hair out of place when the apprentice can help it, and she will happily take her time grooming through plush silvery fur until it just about shines under the sun. Keeping her posed appearance so pristine is no easy task as a tunnelers apprentice, but Ashpaw is dedicated to her public image. Still ever hungry for that warm spotlight, Ashpaw likes to make herself stand out by wearing heather blooms woven into her pelt when she can.
SOCIAL BUTTERFLY. Her quiet phase is long gone by adolescence, though Ashpaw still likes to think of herself as observant as ever. When she steps into the apprentices den after a long day of training it will be surrounded by her peers, tethered to Ashpaw by the strings of friendship she'd have sought to create. An extrovert in every aspect of the word, Ashpaw will be the type to surround herself with allies, constantly on the hunt for a new pillar she may add to her circle of social supports.
TREND-SETTER. Ashpaw will never be afraid to be the first to attempt something. She often likes to put her constant-humming mind to work by coming up with different creative challenges. These can range from trying different techniques for nest-building and pelt decorating all the way down to experimenting with "strange" battle moves. Equipped with confidence and intelligence, Ashpaw won't be shying away from a challenge.
STEELED COMPOSURE. With her kitten fur now long-gone, Ashpaw's former theatrical antics have also seemingly been laid down to rest. Her iron-will remains unbent, but this is when Ashpaw will begin to carry herself with a certain sense of elegance. It is no longer so easy to get her riled up, her white-hot spark has begun to fizzle and cool.
UNFORGIVING. Underneath her carefully constructed armor, the same old, frivolous Ashkit still lives on, she is only trapped. Her odd sensitivity and knack for pettiness never truly went away, they now manifest in a more matured way. Keeping tumultuous emotions such as Ashpaw's contained for too long will eventually result in an even shorter tolerance for hurt feelings, stubborn gurdges and more malicious consequences for the perpetrators.

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PLAYLIST

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► DE SELBY (PART 2) - Hozier
► NOBODY - Hozier
► FIRE AND THE FLOOD- Vance Joy
► LOVE SURVIVE- Micheal Nau
► SNAP OUT OF IT- Arctic Monkeys
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• This is a blueprint! Certain characteristics are subject to change based on future IC development and interactions. The goal of the personality structure is to highlight character development points for core personality traits.
• this form covers ages 2-8 moons specifically, and to ensure consistent activity and muse with her throughout the worm stages and beyond, developing her core personality traits and dynamics with the cats around her will be my biggest priority. During her peak wormness (i.e before being able to walk or talk,) how she perceives the things happening around her (the tones of conversations, the affection she receives, the amount of times she feels stress or fear, etc.) will be a major focus for developing certain ways of thinking, fight or flight responses, etc. (a.k.a me absolutely milking the worm stage to try as many new character development things as possible :3)
• forms a tightly knit friend group during her apprenticeship. possibly mean girls?
• Should there be other siblings that share her resemblance to Sootstar, Ashkit will gravitate towards them in solidarity of the inexplicable struggles they will eventually face. This could possibly lead to her developing a stronger bond with certain littermates than others.
• future tunneler.

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[nya]

cottiemom track to watch and be sad </3

 

[eezy]

dad trackin </33

 

[Rynnaroo]

Tracking >:)))

 

[vulture]

TRACKING!

 

[SATURNID]

COLTKIT / FILLYKIT
(alt names: aster / stallion/mare, goat / peat, cinder, phoebe)

SWIRL IN THE WHITE EVENING SUN
TELL ME THAT I'M THE ONLY ONE​

FUTURE TUNNELER | COTTONSPRIG x FOXGLARE
AMAB HE / HIM | FUTURE TRANS GIRL

FRECKLED BLACK SMOKE WITH BICOLORED EYES
LH black smoke w/ low white. carrying dilute, chocolate, non-silver, point.

Even just from a glance, there is no question as to Coltkit's ancestry. He is the spitting image of both mother and aunt, a lingering echo of his grandmother before. There is never any reason to question his origins, a blessing to both sisters and their secret-burdened hearts.

He is a slight thing, the smallest of Cottonsprig's kits. Dwarfed by his sister's size, Coltkit is skinny and awkward, a bulk of fur the only thing hiding his frail body. His overlarge ears are tufted white, with a mane to match and a shaggy tuft of dark fur draping over his eyes. At birth - before his pt has time to grow - he is a tiny and thin-limbed creature, earning him his name. He seems always impossibly more youthful than he is, baby-faced and bounding with energy.

In color, Coltkit is darker than any of the smoky-pelted cats before him. Shaggy black drapes across his back, muddled into deep grays. A trace of his mother's pelt peeks out around his belly, downy ashen fur brushing the tips of the grass. The dark is dappled with white freckles, like scattered stars strewn about his face and shoulders.

One of the kit's eyes remains blue while the other fades into a soft green - as if in imitation of his supposed mother. Both are sightless, pupils clouded. His shaggy fur hides them more often than not, but he never seems to mind.

PART I — discovery PART II — foundation PART III — future NOTES

• 
  Coltkit. Named by Cottonsprig after the young horses which race the moors; perhaps a glimpse of some late-season foals inspired her? Regardless, it is a name which she chooses for what it represents. Youth, joy, swiftness. Freedom, the kind which she longs for, and hopes to gift to her child.
  
  And it is clear from the start that the blessing is well received. Coltkit comes into the world bright and carefree, oblivious to the tumultuous circumstance of his birth. The newborn stumbles through the world on over-eager legs, laughing at his own failures and taking all the world in stride. Though small and sightless, he holds all the warmth and boldness of the sun within his chest. He won't let anything hold him back.

• POSITIVE easygoing energetic precocious

  NEUTRAL sardonic playful competitive

  NEGATIVE cocky insensitive cowardly

  
  Coltkit is a child born with something to prove. He feels it in the very marrow of his bones even before he knows of the looming shadow of his grandmother. He knows it even before he realizes that he is different, in a way that makes older cats fret. And yet, never does this knowledge weigh on him. Blown raspberries and snort-laughs tumble easily from the kit's maw. A petulant child, he takes on all the world as a challenge - and one he is certain to win. He has all the time in the world to do it.
  
  Much unalike his adoptive mother, Coltkit never seems to take anything seriously. He bounds through the moorland camp carefree and aimless, willing to let life take him where it will. A smile adorns his face more often than not, friendly and jovial to the point of being obnoxious. He grows quickly, learns quickly - and as he starts to realize this he becomes quick to boast, quick to show off to other kits. He teases them incessantly, lets returned jabs roll off of his back. Reminders to behave himself from his mother are met with rolled eyes, before long.
  
  (The growing whispers of legacy from clanmates are met with incredulous laughter. He's not worried, he says, when asked in hushed tones about his grandma. He's wayyyy cooler than that old hag already.)
  
  He knows he has something to prove. He knows that he is not proving it.
  
  Eventually, the other kits will start to catch up to him. Eventually, he'll realize that he does have limits. The looming shadow of legacy will take root in his chest, keep him awake at night. He'll be better. He'll prove everyone wrong, he has to. When this comes, he will try to keep that smile unwavering. He will avoid anything he is not perfect at, to avoid showing any cracks. He can't fail; he can't afford to. He will push himself and push himself, until eventually he finds that that kithood over-confidence has created an impossible standard that no cat could ever meet. He is his own worst enemy, in the end.
  
  But for now, he shines like sunlight.
  
  I won't let anything hold me back, he declares with a laugh.
  
  
• BLINDNESS: Insert fun plot here
  
  TRANSITION: Insert fun plot here
  
  PARENTAGE: Insert fun plot here
  
  LEGACY: Insert fun plot here
  
  BURNOUT: Insert fun plot here
  
  
• 
  
  
  OOC
  ✶ fillykit would be my secondary windclanner, with vulturepaw remaining a priority!! my monthly goal would be 5 posts
  ✶ to ensure i can keep both characters active, i'll be looking to put her in threads that vult would not fit in (games, tunneling, chill social threads, etc)
  ✶ i plan to focus heavily on worm development!! i've got a general dev outline here, but without any concrete timeline. will be letting IC plots decide most of the course of her life :]
  ✶ additionally, i will be rolling for skills and moods to keep things fresh!
  ✶ i'm using "he" / "coltkit" for IC stuff & "she" / "fillykit" for OOC, sorry if that's consfusing </3
  ✶ yes ik that there's already a coltkit in thunderclan. dw she won't keep that name for long
  
  AESTHETIC
  vinyls, skateboards, hazy polaroids. fuzzy summer nostalgia, faded rainbow stickers. beat up converse & ripped jeans, poorly dyed hair. collections of buttons, pins, stickers, trinkets. eyes closed & headphones on, imagining you're anywhere else. PINTEREST.
  
  PALLETE
  █ #ce6355 █ #e3a960 █ #E2D9A2 █ #afbd8e █ #789F8A █ #4f929a
  
  INSPIRATIONS
  ✶ Jessica "Dirtbag Jess" Telephone
  ✶ Gideon Nav
  ✶ Richie Tozier
  ✶ Older sister in a disney channel movie who calls the main character a "major dweeb"
  

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[helly]

Tracking with the name Sandkit> Sandpaw > Sandstrike for her above average fighting ability and her heavy front paws in battle (finished app!)

SANDSTRIKE​

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⇾ dubbed 'sand' for her patches of sandy coloring
⇾ dubbed 'strike' for her heavy weighted front paws and use of them in battle
⇾ afab, she/they
⇾ bisexual, single
⇾ 02 moons
⇾ windclan kit

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reference
⇾ blue tortie w/ white
⇾ confident stance and muscled, heavy frame
⇾ green eyes
sandstrike was definitely a rounder kit, eating more than her siblings and taking up the most room in the nest. this was quite unfortunate for his siblings as they were squished and squirming to be the ones at the teat, but instead this lard was the one taking all the milk for herself.​

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[ + ] confident, intense, loyal
[ / ] casual, respectful, obedient
[ - ] gluttonous, greedy, cynical

⇾ it would be really funny if bluefrost actively had to make sure that sandstrike didn't take all the milk and put her on a 'diet' of sorts LOL like just putting her to the side so the other kits can eat.
⇾ huge front and back paws and she will be stumbling over them for most of her life. this will only be remedied once she reaches warriorhood, when those big paws of hers will result in a deadly heavy strike to an opponent. this would also be the cause for her warrior name and her naming ceremony.
⇾ she will not be a fan of the nursery and as soon as she's able to walk and be outside of it she'll stay out from dawn till dusk.
⇾ absolutely loves sunbathing and sharing tongues
⇾ a huge gossip and if you're friends with her you will know everybody's business
⇾ she is greedy and gluttonous, and this will cause issues in her apprenticehood. there will be multiple different infractions of her not making sure the queens, kits, and elders are fed before she eats and she will be caught eating on hunts. this will be remedied by the end of her apprenticeship, though it will not completely disappear. instead of eating over her fill she will end up collecting things and creating situations where she is overreacting because someone wanted one of her feathers or rocks or something similar and she basically told them to fuck off.
⇾ enjoys watching sunsets and sunrises all too much
⇾ incredibly confident and will more than likely end up coming off as stuck up or being too confident in herself and creating situations in which she really is just a stuck up bitch and won't realize.​

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[ixora]

withdrawing due to personal inactivity/hiatus <3

 

[lavs]

track out of curiosity

 

[rhosmari]

double track for curiosity

 

[beatles]

track :3