sensitive topics AND YOU CAN TELL ME || SKYCLAN TRAGEDY LITTER || WAS IT WORTH IT (CLOSED)

[ouijeejuice]

✦ RULES & INFO GENETICS & RELATIONSHIPS HYPOKITS FLORABREEZE’S NAME LIST KITESTORM’S NAME LIST

• KITESTORM XX FLORABREEZE
  Kitestorm and Florabreeze, two outsider born warriors of SkyClan's ranks who had found each other within the clan. Florabreeze, a free spirited but kind daylight lead warrior who joined on a whim and later on Kitestorm, a rogue who desired a better life but also felt they were destined to be the clan's judge, jury, and executioner.
  
  Their story originated with tension, Kitestorm developing an infatuation with the maine coon and she unwillingly fanning the flames. They eventually announce being mates after the untimely passing of Florabreeze's past mate Honeysplash. Kitestorm had been a shoulder to cry on and had ultimately lead Florabreeze to realising just how much the tabby had meant to her. The pair were eachothers rocks, depending and upholding one another. Spending nights discussing the concept of families and what it would be like to raise their own. The pair decides to find a surrogate, so that they could make that dream a reality, though the fact that it had worked was a surprise to Florabreeze.
  
  The truth behind Kitestorm's reasoning was never clear to Florabreeze at first. When bodies started turning up within SkyClan she suspects foxes or rogues, not her own mate. Their nightly conversations turned to whispers of concerns for the murderer's wellbeing as they seemed to be present every time. They remained unsuspicious of them, after all who could accuse ones own mate of such horrible deeds? the lead warrior only realising her mates treachery when she catches them in the act. Unable to turn a blind eye to this and risk future clanmates lives she is left to confront the betrayal, only to falter before landing any killing blow. Kitestorm was pregnant after all, Florabreeze named the future mother. Not willing to hurt her own kin she demands Kitestorm to leave and not risk coming back in fear of being slain by their ex-clanmates.
  
  Kitestorm seeks refuge from their family in DuskClan while Florabreeze mourns in SkyClan. A family ripped apart through the undoing of blind faith, leaving in the rubble a doomed relationship that neither can truly part from. Things are relatively quite for a period but when the kits are born Kitestorm is forced to reckon with the fact that they will never truly be happy in DuskClan, leaving with them when they're of age to walk to meet their other mother.
  
  
  
  
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  RULES

  This litter is not FCFS, applicants will close on the 12th of February and will be chosen on the 13th of February! The kits will be born on the 15th. Kits will be aged up to two moons following their birth. While there is no official posting requirement we would like the kits to be able to remain on the SkyClan census when joining. We reserve the right to rehome a kit if they go two months without posting with no notice. Not every name has been checked for legality, if unsure please feel free to ask or have one of us ask on your behalf. Kits are asked to remain in SkyClan until adulthood, however we are flexible if you wish to discuss plots. If you choose to roleplay disabilities or mental illnesses ensure you are researching them properly and portraying them respectfully. This is an angst litter so plots surrounding upsetting topics is fine but these kits will be loved by both parents despite the circumstances. Additional slots may be added depending on interest.

  
  
  ADDITIONAL INFO:

  The kits will start off in DuskClan with Kitestorm and auncles, the time line on this is flexible but this would be until early march currently. When Kitestorm returns to the SkyClan border with the kits to introduce them to Florabreeze it is planned for Kitestorm to die. The kits will not see the attack but will be there to see Kitestorm's final moments. When joining SkyClan the kits will be daylighters, during the day hours Butterflytuft will be having a paw raising them. Feel free to explore how your kit will feel about this in your application. If a Daylighter name is chosen please be aware they will have a temporary DuskClan name, feel free to choose one on the application or we can discuss names if your kit is chosen. As Ken is playing Larkspurkit feel free to use their application post as a guide for sibling interactions or what not <33

  
  
  Spoiler: BROWNIE POINTS

  Credit to Wren for the concept!
  Names with * are for daylighters
  NAMES
  

  • KITESTORM'S LIST: Blooming, Dove, Locust, Mint, Porcupine.
  • FLORA'S LIST: Asphodel, Faith, Nyx*, Pyrrhic*

  
  APPEARENCE
  

  • Parental resemblances
  • use or incorporation of hypokit design
  • designs with fangs

  
  MISC
  

  • Pacifism vs violence motifs/themes
  • The concept of good and evil motifs/themes
  • Nature vs nurture motifs/themes
  • D&D class motifs
  • Plans on how DuskClan would affect them
  • Distinctive personalities
  • Concepts of Kitestorms influence on them
  
  

  Larkspurkit​

  
  

  slot two​

  
  

  slot three​

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  Sire: SH red ticked cameo w/ low white, vitiligo (masking chocolate, solid masking classic pattern; carrying longhair, non-silver, dilute, non-ticked)
  Dam:SH black classic tabby (carrying longhair, dilute, solid, chocolate)

  
  Toms can be: Black, Chocolate, Blue, Lilac, Black tabby, Chocolate tabby, Blue tabby, Lilac tabby, Black smoke, Chocolate smoke, Blue smoke, Lilac smoke, Silver tabby, Chocolate silver tabby, Blue silver tabby, or Lilac silver tabby
  
  She kits can be: Tortoiseshell, Chocolate tortoiseshell, Blue tortoiseshell, Lilac tortoiseshell, Torbie, Chocolate torbie, Blue torbie, Lilac torbie, Tortoiseshell smoke, Chocolate Tortoiseshell smoke, Blue tortoiseshell smoke, Lilac tortoiseshell smoke, Silver torbie, Chocolate silver torbie, Blue silver torbie, or Lilac silver torbie
  
  
  
  kits can be shorthaired or longhaired
  kits can have no white or low white
  kits without white can have any realistic eye color besides blue; kits with white can have any realistic eye color
  tabbies will display ticked or classic pattern; solid kits will mask one of those
  kits may or may not develop vitiligo in adulthood
  ticked tabbies will mask classic
  shorthaired kits may or may not carry longhair; black-based kits will carry chocolate; tabbies will carry solid; smoke/silver kits will carry non-silver; ticked tabbies will carry non-ticked; non-dilute kits may or may not carry dilute
  
  
  

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  Kitestorm is gen 1 | Florabreeze is gen 1 | Kits will be gen 2
  
  

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  ❥ Adopted sibling to Magnolia, Adderpaw, Daffodilpaw, Weaselpaw
  ❥ Niblings to Coyotecrown, Vixenblood, Viperstrike, Hawk, Spider, Shrike and Wolf (via Kitestorm) | Sfogliatella, Ditto, Sorrelsong, Spicepurr (via Florabreeze).
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  Hover over the image for the corresponding genetics! No names were decided for these kits so feel free to use any of the ones listed.
  
  The additional batch was created by Deja!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  * is for daylighter names.
  
  After Kitestorm: Swoop, Moss, Hope, Larkspur, Datura, Belladonna, Storm.
  
  After family: Twilight, Frost, Song, Stem, Squirrel.
  
  After friends: Pheasant, Heart, Stag, Flutter, Lightning.
  
  Flora: Lavender, Primrose, Dandelion, Sunflower, Marigold, Peony, Bergamot, Hydrangea, Lotus, Iris, Bluebell, Orchid, Dahlia* , Zinnia*, Asphodel, Wisteria.
  
  Fauna: Bee, Hare/Rabbit/Bunny, Snail, Dove, Duck, Mouse.
  
  Misc: Nyx*, Fauna*, Ambrosia*, Pyrrhic*, Saga*, Fate, Faith, Jester*, Sonnet*
  
  
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  After Florabreeze: Blooming, Breeze, Cheer, Dazzling, Flower, Fluffy, Moss, Moon, Mint, Olive, Smile, Vivid.
  
  After Skyclan: Bark, Canopy, Fern, Pine, Pinecone, Porcupine, Sap, Thorn.
  
  Prey Birds: Chickadee, Dove, Duckling, Pigeon, Warbler, Wigeon, Quail, Veery.
  
  Misc: Rumbling, Strong, Soaring, Nectar, Bug, Mint, Locust, Wilting, Hollow, Waning, Dust, Spindle, Summit.
  

 

[Antiigone]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH I can't fight the demons off I mUST try out!!

Porcupinekit, perhaps renamed to Pyrrhickit

Looks exactly like Kitestorm save for a "skull" like a white face mask similar to hypokit 2, more white will slowly take over their spotting as they age


Angry. Porcupinekit will come into the world as any young child would - a sponge starving for knowledge, that will soon find nothing but venom to soak through. Porcupine will have an intense desire for rebellion without fully understanding quite why, but due to growing up half-starved in a "clan" that cared little for their fellow cat, perhaps the reason isn't too hard to figure out.
Porkie will be bound to their mother, one of the few sources of love they know, and remain a total mamma's kid until her untimely demise. From there, an already stoked flame will become a wildfire, determined to burn all that they're able to land their paws on.

It'll be a constant tug-of-war between the destructive urges of a child trapped in mourning and a young life still hopeful for better things.

Porkie, or Pyrrhic will struggle immensely with their identity - swinging back and forth between holding tight to their former identity as Porcupine and hoping perhaps there'll be a better tomorrow for Pyrrhickit, unable to fully accept the loss of one to accept the other.

- Will be a massive bully to anyone and everyone
- "If Skyclan is so great, why'd Kite take us away!?" - massive distrust towards Skyclan and authority

Perhaps themes of troubled children lashing out specifically at the people they know won't leave them, i.e Florabreeze in a clouded effort to prove their victimhood correct "I knew you wouldn't love me!" says Porkie after the third time trying to Home Alone Flora out of a life subscription!

Perhaps be a foil to Kitestorm - both handed poor lots in life but Porkie has the chance to change their future.

Bad Ending idea: Porkie instead follows closely in Kitestorms path, committing heinous acts or just refusing to trust in Skyclan long enough that hard decisions are forced to be made. Could be a future antagonist for Skyclan? Perhaps only after hitting rock bottom's basement they finally ask Florabreeze for a second chance - but would Flora be able to forgive them? And if so, what could she possibly do to save them?


Vitiligo: A physical representation of them losing their connection to Kitestorm and Duskclan - will have a VERY hard time coping with their change in pelt, especially if they haven't yet unlocked a closeness to Florabreeze. Perhaps in comforting Pyrrhic the tyke will wonder aloud if their spots will one day match their mother's - "I want to be more like you" in a sense? GOOD END <33



BASICALLY the challenge for this lil guy is to get as close to exile as possible and then see if one can revive a destroyed reputation <3

 

[ken_Unot]

mother & big sis tracking...
As a note: Kite will not be speaking negatively about Florabreeze and will always tell them about how much they love their wife <33

LARKSPURKIT KITESTORM XX FLORABREEZE, ADOPTED BROTHER TO Magnolia, Adderpaw, Daffodilpaw, Weaselpaw, BROTHER TO tbd
"MY EXISTENCE IS A SCANDAL "
AMAB, HE/HIM | KIT OF DUSKCLAN | 02 MOONS | GEN 2

BASIC PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
༶ black/silver tabby chimera with low white
Larkspurkit is rather small and as he matures he will have broad shoulders and muscular features; similarly to Kite he will be shorter than average. His small stature is further emphasized by his poor posture, Larkspur walks with a prominent hunch in his shoulders during kithood which may or may not improve later in life. He may have such poor posture in an attempt to be less noticeable within Duskclan. Larkspur's upper and lower "fangs" are very prominent and one of the first things one may notice outside of his small size. Due to these his teeth he has a lisp. He tries to mimic Kite and will attempt to keep his facial expressions unreadable but for the most part he simply looks sad.To Kite, and those who know Florabreeze, his eyes coincidentally resemble hers.

He appears very solemn, Larkspurkit can come off as cold and indifferent at first but this is just one of the many traits he's picked up from Kite. Beneath the frigid and grim exterior Larkspur is very affable and shockingly well-mannered for the environment he has been raised in. His manners are something he has developed to stay out of trouble within Duskclan. He has a very sweet, gentle attitude which is masked by his stoicism. He reserves his sweet side for only his siblings and Kite, and eventually Florabreeze. Generally he is coolheaded but there can be a resounding sternness to him, it takes a lot to test his patience but he can raise his voice if it is demanded of him. Larkspurkit is not afraid to voice his opinion but he must conclude if the backlash is worth it.
He tries to be keenly aware of other's motives and is quick to notice if another dislikes him and will not avoid confrontation in order to find out what they have against him.
Larkspurkit will attempt to be a peacekeeper, in either Duskclan and Skyclan but primarily to his siblings. If there is conflict amongst his siblings he will try to play the devil's advocate and smooth things over to the best of his abilities but he will use that aforementioned sternness to stop any squabbles. He will carry a lot of internalized shame throughout his life, which will only become worse when he is finally reunited with his siblings (and therefore joins Skyclan). When he must face the clan Kite terrorized he must deal with a choking feeling of guilt that he is the child of someone capable of killing in cold blood. Larkspurkit will wonder if such things are inheritable and fears his clanmates think this too, he will become extremely protective and overbearing toward his siblings because of this fear. He will always live in Kite's shadow but will strive to undo their legacy and replace it with something brighter. This sentiment is why he will try to be very close to his siblings.

(+) inquisitive, empathetic, affable
(/) honest, stern, thrifty, serious
(-) melancholic, ashamed, defensive, insecure

• Kite will leave Larkspurkit behind in Duskclan under the watch of their sister, Coyotecrown while they take his siblings to Florabreeze. They will have chosen to keep him out of pure selfishness. Kite will never return and he must live with the fear his siblings are missing or worse, dead. When Duskclan crumbles Larkspurkit will be torn between remaining with Kite's family or joining Skyclan to be reunited with his siblings. After splitting from Duskclan, Larkspur will make the journey to Skyclan and reunite with his siblings and meet Florabreeze, whom he has dreamt of so often.
• Pacifism- The training he will undergo in Duskclan will cause him to be a very capable fighter but upon joining Skyclan he will vow to never lift a claw against another clanmate and will have great difficulty fighting against other clans too. He worries the training he received will cause others to be suspicious so he will act less capable than he is.
• Vampire motifs— "fangs," fear of death (present before Kite's death but worsens upon hearing about their death), guilty conscience, existential dread
• Three of Swords Reversed- on an uphill journey of trying to overcome the the sin's of Kite
• Jon Snow coded (books)
• Larkspur's pinterest board!
• Inventory— Florabreeze's broken collar

 

[mercibun]

SCREAMS AND TRACKS

 

[tempest]

PUTS FACE TO THE GLASS

 

[Snowy]

I don't need another character. I don't need another character

I'll be back later.

Im back. Throwin my notes here. Ill add more/make this look better as the week goes on

Le App is Finished.

Nyxkit Kitestorm XX Florabreeze
Adopted Sister to: Magnolia, Adderpaw, Daffodilpaw, Weaselpaw,
Sister to: Larkspurkit, TBD

"I promise you I'm not broken, I promise you there's more"
AMAB, She/Her | Kit of Duskclan | 02 MOONS

BASIC PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
-- LH Classic Black Tabby w/ Low White and Green Eyes

Nyxkit starts out rather small but she ends being slightly larger than average when she reaches adulthood. She will always try to make herself appear smaller than she actually is when this happens though. A scared rabbit of a kit, Nyx feels like she has to look over her shoulder where ever she goes. She often slinks around on quiet feet, hoping to not be noticed. She carries on her fur what many around her consider an Omen of death and war, skeletal features on her paws and her scent that has been attributed to being similar to that of death does not help. She does what she can to hide these features, sitting with her tail wrapped around her paws, laying with her front legs under her, anything to keep others from seeing the markings.

Nyxkit could very easily at a glance be described as anxious and timid. She doesn't speak a lot and when she does it is most often in the third person as a defense mechanism. Growing up in Duskclan has made her withdrawn and terrified of other cats, the only ones she trusts is those she considers family, like Kite or Larkspur. Her siblings personality will determine if she fears them or be close to them. She would see Larkspurkit almost as a protector and would want to be close to him. The separation would tear her up inside.

She would be seen as a pacifist by those who don't know her. She abhors violence and would like to avoid it at all cost but she would have learnt to defend herself. She learns while in Duskclan that it's essentially every cat for themself and she will be the one to live. She has a passion for life that is almost contradictory to the rest of her but its what pushes her forward and she refuses to let go or lie down and die. She's not outspoken due to her past and sees going against orders or backtalking as dangerous for her to do.

When she arrives in Skyclan she would be absolutely terrified, assuming that these are just more cats that would want to hurt her. She would more than likely attach herself to whoever shows her kindness first, whether that's Florabreeze or someone else. She would have hope to be close with her other mother, as she would have grown up hearing stories from Kite, of how nice and loving she was. She would almost put Florabreeze on a pedestal, seeing her as someone who could save her from the terror she feels when living in Duskclan.

(+) Compassionate, Alert, Empathetic, Gentle
(/) Emotional, Obedient, Quiet, Solemn
(-) Anxious, Miserly, Naive, Neurotic, Superstitious, Timid, Self-conscious

• Would take refuge in being a daylighter. There are less cats at the home and most of them are her family. She would ultimately feel safe there. She'd be wary of Butterflytuft as she isn't her mother, but she may come to view the perma-queen as an ally, if not a friend, eventually.
• I want to explore her overcoming her fear and past, learning to love and that not everyone is like how she grew up. That she doesn't need to live in terror. Nor that her birth means death and destruction will rain down on those she holds dear. I want to be able to explore her learning that appearance's aren't everything, that someone may look nice on the outside but hides an evil inside and that those like her, the ones considered evil or bad luck are sometimes the most kind-hearted cats.
• Something to explore is her coming out of her shell and flourishing in making friends. She would genuinely care about her friends and family but a small tiny part of her may also be viewing this as gathering allies in case the worst situation happens and she needs people on her side.
• She fully believes what the others say about her, that she brings death, and this feeling is multiplied tremendously if she ever finds out what Kite truly did to Skyclan. Her thoughts would drift to "What If I'm meant to follow in mother's footsteps? What if that's my destiny?"
• DND Class: Paladin Oath of the Ancients / Warlock of the Great Old One (Ghaunadar)
• The 4 principles of the Oath of the Ancients perfectly fits her goals and view on life long-term.

Spoiler: notes

Name: Nyxkit
Black Hypo Kit - Small at birth she will eventually grow to be slightly larger then average. Though she will always attempt to make herself appear smaller than she actually is.

Grows up hating how life is in Duskclan. Feels like she has to look over her shoulder everywhere she goes. She is more softhearted compared to her siblings and those around her and has a passion for life that is hard to find in the wastes. The violence that surrounded her as a kit leads to her leading a more pacifist life, or wanting to at least. She does learn to defend herself because watching the others around her she learned it's a dog eat dog world, every cat for themself and she wants to live. She would be terrified of skyclan at first, more cats that could hurt her? But would quickly attach to Flora if even an inkling of kindness is shown and may take refuge as a daylighter. At least at the home there's no other cats besides her family (hopefully). She'd be wary of Butterflytuft at first, this isn't her mother after all. Depending on treatment though she may come to view the queen at least as an ally if not a friend.

Due to appearances and possibly scent (something akin to that of death?) most view her as an Omen. One of death and war. A harbinger of all the bad things to come. She is not welcomed due to this and is bullied or hated. When or if she ever learns the true reason why Kite was exiled this feeling will multiply by 100. Because if her mother killed cats, then doesn't that mean her, with her looks and scent are destined to follow in kites footsteps?

She's timid and skittish at first, but once she comes out of her shell she flourishes in making friends. She never wants anyone to feel like how she felt. It may also be partly because she believes if she can get more cats in her corner they will be there to back her up if worst comes to worst. Though she does genuinely care about those she makes friends with and her family. She's not very outspoken, due to her past she sees going against orders or backtalking as dangerous for her to do.

Depending on her other siblings personality she would be either afraid of them or close to them. For Larkspurkit she would be close, feeling like he could protect her and that he would understand some of her feelings if she learns the truth of Kitestorm.

A plot could be overcoming her fear and past and learning to love and that not everyone is like the ones she grew up with, and that her birth does not mean death is about to rain down on everyone she does hold dear. That appearances aren't everything and that those who look nice may be some of the worst cats around while those like her, who are considered bad luck or evil, may instead be the kindest/nicest cats she had ever met.

Other misc stuff : Driving Force: Irrational fear, and accusations. Positive: Compassionate, Alert, Empathetic, Gentle. Neutral: Emotional, Obedient, Quiet, Solemn, Self-conscious. Negative: Anxious, Miserly, Naive, Neurotic, Superstitious, Timid

A thought I had, Potentially talks in the third person as a defense mechanism. "Nyx does not like where this is going." Example. Could be something she slowly drops as she feels safer and like she can be herself.

Paladin Oath of The Ancients/ Warlock - Warlock for the first half of her life, where she feels tied to things and a destiny she does not want. Where she feels trapped and like she can't escape. Paladin Oath of the Ancients for later in life, when she starts to overcome that and vows that she will live no matter what. Life has a lot to give and she wants to experience it all. The 4 central principles greatly fit her long-term

 

[icaria]

oh gosh... guys... i don't.. AAAA... ITS TAKING MEEE...

 

[lavs]

aunt track hehe

 

[emily ★]

rubs my hands together greedily i think i have a design already for this that's perfect hehehe...

tracking with the name mint- or olive-, prob reusing/revamping this app >:3

 

[keeekeeey]

WARBLER Asphodelkit> [symbols here]

✩ Female, desired pronouns / sexuality, closed to relationships
✩ 00 moons old, ages every ?? of the month
✩ mentored by/mentoring tba

"In my defense your honor, they had some really good music on and it made me want to do something terrible"

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★★★ // personality.- If Larkspur starts quite, Warbler came into this world screaming. Wanting to dazzle, entertain and amuse Warbler takes after her mom, including her love for Kite. With an easy laugh and a relaxed, almost dangerously aloof, outlook on life Warbler is the child that accepts her parents sins - and is willing to repeat them for their love.

** her personality is explored more during the 'Plots' section as she is a very emotional cat and starts very reactive to her environment. As she ages she will mellow out, but this development will require other cats interactions with her. That's why there seems to be a bit of a jump in there, <3

Friendly | Prankster | Aloof

Moody | Co-dependent | Violent


↪ WARBLER/ ;; A small, brightly colored insect eating bird; to sing in a trilling manner or with many turns and variations

As a kit, Warbler is a near-perfect reflection of Flora when she first joined Sky Clan. Warbler is a happy, carefree and joyous kitten. She is loud and thoughtless, often accidentally telling on her siblings or giving away any prank she might be planning. Possessing a seemingly indestructible sense of optimism and kindness, Warbler often finds herself in trouble and simply shrugs it off, declaring that to be 'just the way things are' and promptly getting on with her life. This contributes to her lax attitude about most morbid or otherwise taboo topics, often not grasping how serious murder and mutiny is. If and when she learns of her mother, Kite's, misdeeds, she will be nonplussed, really not seeing what all of the trouble is about - after all don't we have to kill to survive? That seems like a really odd hill to die on when there is more important things in this world. Like, well, uh, whatever her mother says is important! Duh!
She is a very headstrong and confident cat with a horrible streak of co-dependent. Lacking a purpose outside of herself, Warbler is the perfect solider for whatever ideal she likes the most. As a kit until apprentice hood it will be the (idea) of her mother, Kite. From then, who knows! This will be something she struggles with her whole life and something I'd eventually like to give her peace on.
That said, she is incredibly vindictive. Often holding grudges for others, and never herself. In fact, she is quite careless with herself, often coming moons late to the medicine cat den after a wound has become infected to the point where she cannot ignore it. Again, she will struggle with the idea of self-importance and this is another thing I'd like to give her peace with as she ages.
With a lax nature that seems to be at odds with almost everything she is, Warbler will eventually find peace in letting things be as she ages. Though her outlook on death and other taboo subjects likely will not change with age, she will grow to understand why it's frowned upon. An advocate for critical thinking and loyalty to oneself in her older age, Warbler will dance the line between respectfully questioning clan life and honoring it's laws - following the leader because she wants to, not because it is expected. Forever a morally grey character, Warbler will grow from a troubled but warm and energetic kit to a (relatively) calmer, more grounded molly. She will likely change her name and stay within Sky Clan and elect to make Kite proud - by making clan life better her way.

★★★ // reference. BBY!

With her mom's long coat and her mother's small stature, Warblerkit is an odd kit who will grow into herself with time and a bit of guidance.
Though she is loud, Warbler can't speak easily. She suffers from Macroglossia and will struggle with this in her early years. She hopes to grow out of it as she ages, but only time will tell.

• Uneven fur! Born with long flank, head, and tail fur, but the fur on her belly is short (like kite!)
• Lower jaw protrudes a little bit
• tiny body, BIG paws. Kinda clomps around as a kit due to this.
• Over grooms and scrunches nose a lot when anxious. Can't seem to make her ears stay still when mad.

★★★ // Plots. Yum yum come eat some drama. IDK how to summarize this all lol

When faced with a problem, Warbler knows that laughter is the best medicine. A reflection of Flora when she first joined Sky Clan, Warbler is a happy, carefree and joyous kitten. She is loud and thoughtless, often accidentally telling on her siblings or giving away any prank she might be planning. Possessing a seemingly indestructible sense of optimism and kindness, Warbler often finds herself in trouble and simply shrugs it off, declaring that to be 'just the way things are' and promptly getting on with her life. This contributes to her lax attitude about most morbid or otherwise taboo topics, often not grasping how serious murder and mutiny is. If and when she learns of her mother, Kite's, misdeeds, she will be nonplussed, really not seeing what all of the trouble is about - after all don't we have to kill to survive? That seems like a really odd hill to die on when there is more important things in this world. Like, well, uh, whatever her mother says is important! Duh!
A true child of Flora, Warbler is infatuated with Kite. In her eyes, no one is better, more important, or more ineffable then her mother! No matter what Kite does, Warbler is a burr in her side. Hungry? Well don't worry, Warbler is here with a yummy, fresh caught fly! Bored? Warbler has some questions! Don't know where the other kits are? Oh, well, she heard they were sneaking out of camp - oh wait, was that the thing they told her to keep a secret? UH, forget that. Warbler very much idolizes her mother, quick to get into scraps and 'fights' over her mom's actions. Defending them tooth and nail against much bigger, scarier cats. She is so protective that she often forgets her own mortality - not that it matters. Kite killed people in the past for a good reason, right? Clearly death is nothing to be afraid of in the service of greatness.
She is loving to her siblings, often starting fights for the fun of it and pranking them when she's bored. They are friends to her, though she is nowhere near as protective of them as she is their mother. When and if she senses' Kite's favoritism of Larkspur she will become aggressive, almost two faced, towards him. She will go from acting like his best friend and encouraging him to do things to know her mother wouldn't like to tattling on him to going so far as to make up rumors about him in order to secure her spot as 'Kite's Favorite'. Obviously this won't work.
When she is left with Sky Clan, she will be a handful to say the least. Emotionally destroyed, Warbler will cycle back and forth between intense feelings of betrayal and denial. From sobbing, screaming and wailing for her mother, to aggressively rejecting Florabreeze, to defending Kite's actions and running away, this period of her life will be wrought with heavy emotions targeted towards everyone but herself. She will target Florabreeze the most, possibly attempting to turn Magnolia against her mom. Anything to make her mom proud of her. Anything to prove her worth to Kite. And it never works. Towards the end of this arc, she will reflect on her actions either through a conversation with Magnolia or any of her siblings (or perhaps all of them? ). She will then approach and apologuise to Florabreeze, asking if they could make have a relationship like her other siblings, but not regretting her actions (yet). During this time, she will not respond to her 'clan name' and only to her 'true name' as Warbler. This small era of peace is disrupted by Larkspur's reappearance and the news of Kite's death.
Warbler will be conflicted - for the first time realizing to gravity of death. What do you mean she'll never see her mother again? That's dumb! because uh, because - Star Clan! That's why! At the start of this arc, she will become obsessed with Star Clan. Believing that Kite is with them. Her personality will more closely reflect how she was with her mother during her moons in Dusk Clan - bright, loud, and joyful. An intense shift seemingly overnight. She will reject all her reflection, thinking it a moment of weakness and clearly she had the right idea - right? That she needed to make Kite proud? And the only reason that didn't work was because Kite was dead - well, now Kite's in the stars! So, if she makes her mother proud, surely she'll have a dream with her? Right? But how to make her mom proud... oh. Of course! Making the clan strong! It will be a subtle change only Florabreeze or a few others notice, but Warbler will begin sizing up her clan mates. Keeping tabs on who is 'helpful' or not. There is only one thing keeping her from following through - her size and her strength. She will ask to train with the best warriors, building herself up physically but showing many warning signs of following her mother's paw steps. What happens from her, I'd like to plot out during that time, but ultimately I think it'd be neat if Flora/someone of similar relation (Doeb?) confront her right as she is about to kill and talk her down. During all of this, Warbler's understanding of her mom will be taken away from her via clan life and connections. This confrontation will be the last straw and she will be able to see what kind of person Kite was - that she would never get a visit from Kite because Kite was not in Star Clan.
Broken hearted, Warbler will return home and, for the first time, respond to her 'clan name' (probably 'paw by this time)
From here, her individual character arc would more or less come to a close but she would be very much active. This is what I have planned so far for her, but I am super interested in all of the IC consequences and treads that this will make! I just don't want to plan out her whole life lol.
Plots that spring from what I've listed above -

• Her turbulent relationship with Flora, Magnolia and her other siblings
• Her relationship with clan life, why it will be important to her
• Her very obvious co-dependent issues and willingness to please the object of that infatuation
• Will likely change her name after all of this is said and done. A way to distance herself from her past actions and from the memory of Kite.
• will struggle significantly after the events of this arc with purpose. Possibly her next big plot? IDK

I did not mention it above, but I'd also like to explore her idea of connections. What it means to find peace in another/love another. I don't think she'd have a healthy understanding of love given her obsessive tendencies, and I think her parent's 'love story' makes her inherently distrustful of love - however being at arms length from everyone is never fun. Perhaps she (unconsciously) begins to hate herself after everything and harms herself by flirting with cats she has no intention of pursuing?

★★★ // Musings.- Ideas that i'd like to build upon that I didn't feel I could add anywhere else

• Dnd alignment: True neutral --> ??
• Dnd Class: Warlock of the Archfey (Prince of Fools)
• Easily charming, Warbler seems to make friends with everyone once she acclimates a bit more to clan life.
• Character Inspo: Azula/Zuko (ATLA), Cornellous Snow (ASOSASB), Jinx (Arcane),
• Motifs : Praying Mantis'. Birds of prey? Greek mythos. Snakes. CLOWNS. Jesters. Fools.
• Warblercry? Warblercall? Sound realted? Sorrel reincarnation??
  

  mmmm def a plot where she wants to see Kite again via star clan and debates killing to get her mother's attention? Possibly talks to Flora abt it --> them bonding?

• Choatic, carefree and cruel she struggles with purpose. Though she looks to her parents to provide one for her, nothing they do seems to ever be enough for the kit. The perfect little tool for someone else down the line.
• Will take the name 'Asphodel' (or other flower-related name) once she accepts that Kite is dead. She sees that Star Clan is a thing (tm) and assumes that Kitestorm would be living among them (because she doesn't see anything wrong with what Kite did). After a few moons of Kite not coming to her in her dreams, she decides to spite Kite, assuming her mother truly does not want her. She will then ask to change her name to whatever Florabreeze wants to spite Kite.

★★★ // relationships. FLORABREEZE XX KITESTORM,

ADOPTED SISTER TO Magnolia, Adderpaw, Daffodilpaw, Weaselpaw, SISTER TO tbd

loves Kite, Open fields, running
likes rabbits, rain, dead things
dislikes birds,
loathes Florabreeze, Larkspur,

There was a wanderer who found his way to God Or maybe it was Lucifer under some false facade / ‧₊˚ ⋅ ✩

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[SATURNID]

WILTINGKIT
(later changed to Dahliakit)

YOU STAY SOFT, GET EATEN
ONLY NATURAL TO HARDEN UP​

THEY / SHE | AGENDER LESBIAN
DUSKCLAN > SKYCLAN | KITEWAIL x FLORABREEZE

LH BLUE SMOKE / LILAC SMOKE CHIMERA W/ LOW WHITE
carrying non-silver, will display vitiligo in adulthood

a blot of dust among the graying landscapes of the shrublands, wiltingkit is draped in soft grays and lilacs. not quite either of her parents, she calls to mind a faded memory. deep swirling greys climb across her washed out form like puffs of smoke. dark blotted hearts stretch across her flank. her fur itself is wispy, tufting in odd places and downy despite all that surrounds her.

in body, she takes after kite. small among clanmates in both shrublands and pines, wiltingkit is quick to fade into the background. at first, they relish it. they move gingerly, each step light as to not be noticed. they mimic their brother's posture, low and bowing. and then, slowly, they begin to unfurl. in time, dahliakit's head will be held high and their chin tilted in challenge. their ivory fangs peek from their mouth like a ghost of violence past, revealed in the light of the sun.

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

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  a wilted flower, crushed before ever being given the chance to bloom. they curl in upon themself, wary and faded, and hide away from the world. they bide their time, hide both kindness and anger trapped within themself in the face of duskclan's cruelty. a hope for something better is kept like a dying flame - and yet when confronted with it, wiltingkit struggles to accept that a kind world can truly exist.
  
  can they ever truly accept skyclan, or will the ghosts of their past haunt them until their grave? have kitewail's actions tainted them forever, or can fate be changed?

• + CAREFUL, POLITE, DUTIFUL +
  
  ( SOLEMN, PRAGMATIC, UNOBTRUSIVE )
  
  - FRAGILE, ENVIOUS, SELF-SERVING -​

  ➺ born a lowly pup among hungry wolves, more than aware of their place in the pack. a timid survivalist, flashing their teeth when they're down. the scavengers of duskclan can kick them, taunt them - but burning woodkindle eyes make a promise. someday, they'll be the one at the top of the hierarchy. they'll repay all those who wronged them in kind.
  
  ➺ does what they must to survive. will show their belly when they have to, defer to those with power and rage. dreads conflict, yet sees it as inevitable. while they do their best to avoid getting in trouble, they are always braced for it. leashes their anger, though the leash is quick to snap. a pushover until pushed too hard. can switch from fawning to fighting on a dime, but never flees.
  
  ➺ seeks to understand the rules by which the world works. logical and pragmatic, they live in pursuit of the right way forward. in duskclan, the world works on strength and survival. it is a skewed first impression, and one they struggle to move on from. even as they pry through the shifted reality of skyclan, they cannot shake that feeling that darkness lurks in the hearts of those who surround them. can never escape the feeling of clawing their way through a world that is against them
  
  ➺ speaks only when there is something to gain from it. views conversation as a means to an end, a tool for gaining information. very deliberate way of speaking, slow and measured. words are unnecessary and deceptive, actions are true.
  
  ➺ believes love is a liability and yet is drawn to it like a moth to a flame. love lets you get hurt - and love makes you do terrible things. for all their pragmatism, all their detachment, they are just as susceptible.
  
  ➺ fragile, both in anger and hurt. never forgets the actions another takes against them.
  
  ➺ looks up to larkspur as a mediator, turns to him when things go south. aims to emulate him once severed from duskclan.
  
  
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  FRAGILE LIKE A BOMB: wiltingkit's anger is explosive. it has to be, for all that they bottle it up. violence comes easy to them, in a frightening way. they are a mirror of that which surrounds them, carrying the blackened hearts of duskclan in their chest. they worry sometimes that the stain of it will never leave them.
  
  at first, they are meek. they make themselves so, to survive. it is only a matter of time before they snap. it is something small that sets them off, and suddenly wiltingkit becomes frenzied, claws and teeth pouring out all that has been pent up. maybe it is towards a sibling, maybe a clanmate. maybe it worries kite, maybe pushes them towards their final decision. they need to get out of there, before all that gentleness is consumed with cruelty.
  
  CRUSADES: when brought to skyclan, they seek understanding. dahliakit questions those around them with fervor, struggles to put the pieces together to form a full picture. none of it makes sense. florabreeze is different from kitewail, and they struggle to trust her. skyclan goes against all that they knew, and it is a hard thing for a child to parse.
  
  they understand action better. they understand rules - and the easiest way to learn the rules is to break them. shortly after being brought to a place of respite, dahliakit begins to act out. they seek the darkness they know must be lurking. how long until the kind facade drops? how far can they take their new freedom before the leash is pulled?
  
  (how far can a kind cat be pushed before cruelty takes hold? how much did it take for kite? they want to understand)
  
  gentleness is a thing that will take time for dahliakit to trust. they will need patience from their new caretakers before they can even begin.
  
  IN FULL BLOOM: given the space, dahliakit will find new purpose. rather than being driven by protection themself, they seek to protect others. it is not something that comes naturally to them. their meekness turns to placation, cordial and diplomatic to those with power and nurturing to those who lack it.
  
  still, even as they play at being the kind of warrior skyclan honors, something dark lurks beneath their skin. they seek out nonviolence when possible, because anger feels a little too close to indulgence. there is satisfaction in letting themself explode, a different cat coming out as soon as they have justification. they can be merciless, and that is what scares them. mercy is something they pursue with purposefulness.
  
  they have been playing at gentleness since they were small; maybe if they wear the sheep's skin long enough it will eventually fit.
  
  
• DND CLASS: PALADIN - a protector, valiant yet violent. they are driven by something greater, some purpose which they desperately seek. knowing, in a way beyond their years.
  
  OATH will be decided upon reaching apprenticeship based on IC dev. may be devotion, redemption, vengeance... and will decide their future path
  
  MOTIFS: seers, prophets, those burdened with knowledge and purpose. flowers both wilting and blooming. moths, flames, and the consequences therein. the violence of love. fate and the endless struggle to change it.
  
  PALETTE:
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  █ #785d66
  █ #936e6f
  █ #9b837c
  █ #a2948d
  █ #857d79
  

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[KAL]

tracking!

if using the black tabby : fatekit, locustkit
if using the blue tortie: sapkit, summitkit
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FATEKIT TBD ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

✩ afab molly, she/her prns, sexuality,
✩ unborn ( will age to 2 moons old ), ages every ?? of the month
✩ duskclan kit / will be moving to skyclan at a later date

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mentality. summary
reference. sh black classic tabby/blue chimera w/ low white and green eyes ✦ let there be no mistake, she is nothing but her mother's mirror, a wisp of a girl.
relationships. KITESTORM XX FLORABREEZE , sibling/children/mate/etc. to who?
interacting with her ...

HOW I DELIGHT IN SERENE MELANCHOLY / ‧₊˚ ⋅ ✩

• current history description
  KITHOOD/APPRENTICESHIP/ETC history description
• ˚ㅤㅤㅤㅤ✦ㅤㅤㅤ.ㅤㅤ. ㅤ ˚ㅤ.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ . ✦ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ˚ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ . ★⋆. ㅤ࿐࿔
  ⋆ as an adult fatekit will be somewhat enamored with the concept of death and starclan, to an almost unhealthy degree. upon her introduction to skyclan and slowly being integrated into the culture, will ask many questions about the ancestors and will be oft seen stargazing. only late in apprenticeship does this begin to wear upon her, that along with her mothers' history coming to the forefront of a blossoming mind, where she believes that kitestorm would be " forgiven " in starclan's eyes if she alone strives for it -- for if her siblings will not vouch for her, why not fatekit? a spirit for a spirit. while not a fanatic, she will become close to a " joan-of-arc " archetype. tends to think " what if i end up like kitestorm " and may or may not ironically end up like her mother ... she isn't capable of killing (her heart won't be in it) but she's capable of being manipulative and deceiving to the untrained eye. truly, whatever development in mind, she is simply a lost child yearning to understand her dead mother while trying to meet her living mother's standards.
  ⋆ as a minor daylighter, fatekit will at first find humans fascinating and interesting to study, what bipedal creatures could hold a light to her is a feat of its own. she will purr and be very attention seeking, but as she matures will find that her heart belongs to the forest ... but this spark doesn't die completely. as a warrior, she will be found simply watching any wandering twoleg within the town, " people-watching ".
  ⋆ -suffix name ideas and inspo: fatebloom (to honor florabreeze, with flora- and -bloom being in the same category), fatelight, fatewhisper = all dependent on how ic-characterization goes.
  ⋆ etc
• design credit goes to dejavu !
  
  

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[DROID]

Gonna have to drop out. Very sad, but I got too much going on with another character to be able to pull this off I'm afraid.

Spoiler: notes

Black tabby. Blue!
Bugkit Locustkit
AMAB, They/Them
Muscular and lithe.
Durge, Fighter/Barbarian Coded
Loves to RAGE
Sees red when in battle. -- BRUTISH
Emmrich Volkarin from DA:V Coded
Intense interest in death and bugs. Collects bug shells and wants to collect animal bones.
Loves to watch all types of bugs.
Is afraid of death.
Violent.


Potentially plotting to have them accidentally kill another cat in self defense. They will struggle with it immensely for fear of becoming like Kite, if it is known to the kits what they've done. They will also have potentially enjoyed it? In a sick and twisted way.

DuskClan
When older, they will view this clan as a clan of evil fanatics. A broken clan that's not really a clan at all.

When younger, they will be influenced by this clan as their birth clan. They, sadly, view this place as home and will be abruptly taken aback when brought to SkyClan. It will be a culture shock. To go from one clan that doesn't take care of each other to a clan that does. They will be a violent kit. They will play too rough. They will often be chastised for using unsheathed claws and biting.

Daylighter
They will be startled, but repulsed as living indoors. They will often swipe at the twolegs and spit at them. Hostile. A popcorn kitten.
They will think this life is stupid and soft.

Spoiler: Dropped

LOCUSTKIT
(Bugkit OR Daturakit are other possible names.)
Adopted sibling to Magnolia, Adderpaw, Daffodilpaw, Weaselpaw . Sibling to Larkspurkit, TBD
Niblings to Coyotecrown, Vixenblood, Viperstrike, Hawk, Spider, Shrike and Wolf (via Kitestorm) . Sfogliatella, Ditto, Sorrelsong, Spicepurr (via Florabreeze)

IF YOU LIVE AMONG WOLVES
YOU HAVE TO ACT LIKE A WOLF​

DUSKCLAN | KITESTORM x FLORABREEZE
THEY/THEM | AMAB | KIT | 02 MOONS | GEN 2

A SHORTHAIRED BLUE FELINE WITH DEEP, HARROWED COPPER EYES
masking ticked tabby pattern . carrying longhair

use this to describe appearance in more depth. if you need help, you can follow my mental description map: pelt color -> eye color -> body shape -> facial features -> how they talk -> typical walking/running gait ->
smells of honeysuckle and freshly fallen rain

PART I — discovery PART II — foundation PART III — future PART IV — other

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[ouijeejuice]

Small bump to reveal even more hypokit designs made by @dejavu my beloved <33 (these applications are so good!! I am already sensing this will be a difficult choice)

 

[AnemoVictorious]

tracking tentatively... eyeing the blue tortie or the tortie / blue or lilac chimera with heterochromia... vividkit...
alternative names: iris, hydrangea, peony, nectar
potential daylighter names of ambrosiakit or sonnetkit, may keep vivid

gots too much on my plate sobbing... no baby 4 me...

 

[Sloane]

ROOKKIT
(alt names: whitekit)

THESE ARE THE THINGS I USE TO DECIEVE MYSELF
THIS IS MY ONLY REGRET THAT I WAS EVER BORN​

DUSKCLAN / SKYCLAN | KITESTORM x FLORABREEZE
HE/HIM | AMAB

MALE SHORTHAIRED BLACK SMOKE WITH LOW WHITE AND HETEROCHROMIC EYES
masking ticked, classic, carrying longhair, chocolate, non-silver

A dark pelted tom consisting of grey, black and white. His base coat is deep grey, complimented by a much darker top coat that blends seamlessly against lighter hues. His face is fissured by an elongated bolt of ivory stretching from his muzzle up towards his ears. This pattern is loosely mimicked on his chest, and the same shades of white are also present upon asymmetrically dipped paws and the tip of his tail. His eyes do not compliment one another, giving off the illusion that one of them is not truly his own. The left is a bright shade of arctic blue, the other deep umber. In terms of physique, he is quite lanky, slim from the hardship brought on by living a life in exile where resources are few and far between. He remains a relatively average size for the majority of his life, a comfortable medium between his parent's own. His features are sharp and angular, the lack of thickened fur highlighting his boney frame, causing his posture to seem perpetually stiff and rigid. Regardless of his age, he will take after Kitestorm in terms of speech patterns, a monotonous weight pressing heavily down upon a voice that should have been much more expressive. His tone is soft and low, a slight rasp present in its undertones, but not so intense that it is grating to the ears. Emotion can be forcibly put forth during conversations at will should he choose to, however it is merely a mask used for the comfort of others rather than his own preference. The way he sounds when in the presence of his family is vastly different than what his clanmates may hear. Oftentimes, he walks with a cautious yet hungry stride, his paws surefooted but wary. His head hands lower to the ground so that his shoulder blades move with a jarring prominence, similar to that of a hungry predator following the trail of a helpless animal. The speed at which he travels is typically quite languid, his lack of care or zeal for life apparent in his slower pace. Smells of petrichor, sage, and a subtle undertone of rosemary.

PART I — discovery PART II — foundation PART III — future REFERENCE IMAGE

• What could become of a wild animal locked away in a fabricated reality, built upon nothing more than deceit and lies that came before his time? The veil is thin, easily shattered so that he is now exposed to the true wickedness of the world- the wickedness of himself and his own. The love which he had drunk with endless greed would quickly turn to poison in his mouth, seeping down into every crevice of a once tender body and breaking it down into ash. He knows nothing but the sensation of acrid bile, searing flame and perpetual ache, innocence and wonder fading away into disease. His disease- that of which is incurable- spreads to others with the same viciousness that it had displayed when it had first infected him. He is the carrier of relentless sickness, the bearer of unbreakable curses, a soul divided by what he wants and what he feels he must do transforming him into a beast he was never meant to be.
• + RESILIENT + PROTECTIVE + LOYAL
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  Rook is not an outwardly violent cat, however on the inside he harbors a viciousness rivalling that of outstretched claws and snapping jaws hungry for bloodshed. His words are his weapon of choice, perhaps unintentionally twisting the minds and opinions of those around him to fit his own narrative that he has convinced himself is the unwavering truth. Trust is sacred, hard to earn and difficult to maintain, however if you do, it is an undeniable advantage when it comes to obtaining what you want- for him, he wants support. Others to fall back on with the knowledge that should he fall short, he would never hit the ground too hard so long as there are others to catch him unquestioningly. This behavior comes not out of malice, but desperation. If you keep an animal locked in a cage with a blindfold tightly woven over their eyes for their entire life before releasing them into the ruthless world, knowing nothing more than the darkness they had grown accustomed to...how could you expect them to survive?
  
  Rook has little to no confidence, his self esteem entirely non existent. If his parents didn't want him, how could anyone else? The only people who were supposed to love him for all of his flaws, all of his shortcomings, were complete strangers to him... what hope could he possibly hold for anyone else who hadn't bore him? He is an old soul, forcibly stripped of whatever normalcy one could possibly have in their adolescent years, however whether he uses this attribute for good or bad is debatable. Always a smart kit, he grows into one with exceptional intuition and the ability to think quickly and creatively even in high stress situations. A level headed individual, he holds his own well when faced with high stakes scenarios, making him almost impossible to catch entirely off guard even during the worst. If he feels it to be beneficial, Rook can be quite charismatic, capable of exerting himself much more than what is typical of him- though this is nothing more than a thinly veiled facade, something that only his siblings and perhaps Florabreeze are able to detect given they know him for everything that he is beneath his ploy.
  
  When trained, he will be a fierce fighter. He prioritizes defense and strength over agility and direct attack, often opting for a more calculated approach to his methods. He is an opportunist, and will wait for as long as needed for the perfect opening to be presented to him when facing any adversary, ensuring that he strikes the most fatal blow possible. He is quite observant, and it is difficult for others to gain the upper hand through cheap tactics or surprise maneuvers.
  
  Despite all of his flaws and questionable moral attributes, Rook is fiercely loyal to his siblings and the very few he has allowed into his close circle of friends. His love for the individuals he has come to trust is immense, and his bond with them is nigh unbreakable. If it ever came down to it, he would sacrifice his own life in favor of their own without a moments hesitance, both because of the thrill and because of his devotion to them. He will show you a side of him that is much more authentic, lowering his densely fortified walls to reveal someone who although is not the kindest or the most trustworthy outwardly, is holding onto the ache of the past and allowing it to fester unchallenged inside of a still tender heart.
  
  
• THROUGH THE GRAPEVINE: As Rook and his siblings begin to uncover the truth behind who Kitestorm truly was and all of the damage they had caused in life, the young tom would soon be eaten alive by hate. Blame would be cast to their only standing parent, having found fault in the way she had not been the one to tell them first. The horrors of what Kitestorm had done being relayed to them much less subtly- much less softly- by the trickling words of clanmates who looked upon them with a wary eye and unveiled distrust. As a result of this, he would distance himself almost entirely from Florabreeze, sticking close to his littermates and confiding in them about their mutual turmoil. Perhaps Hollow was much more greatly affected by such a revelation, for if his siblings did not agree with his sentiment that they were kept in the dark on purpose and Florabreeze was not to be trusted with the assumption she had been covering for her deceased tyrant of a mate this entire time, he would stretch the truth of the matter in an attempt to warp their minds to better fit his own stance. Painting Florabreeze and anyone who dared to speak in defense of her actions towards them in a much more negative light than what they truly were and convince his siblings that they were all of equal threat to them- that they didn't want them there in the first place- he would successfully manipulate and alter his siblings personal opinions pertaining to their lineage and where they were presently. This is not intentional, for it is what he truly believes to be their reality- but his execution is damaging all the same.
  
  DON'T FENCE ME IN: If his manipulative tactics are successful and he is assumed "ringleader" of his young kin, he would have little trouble convincing them that it would be in their best interest to leave of their own accord. It made sense, considering nobody in the clan truly seemed to care for their presence, all side eyed glances and shuffling paws whenever they tried to connect with anyone outside of themselves. These cats all knew what they were, who they belonged to, what their mother had done...they were a shadow of their misdeeds, living breathing sin that could never be washed away, not entirely. They were doing everyone a favor, a good deed and something beneficial for themselves as well- they could finally shed the heavy chains that tied them down to a mother who built their relationship upon a structure of lies, and they would be free to exist without the knowledge that they were hated. Hated for what was out of their control. Rook would successfully manage to sneak the two out in the dead of night, traversing the territory as far as they could until they finally grew too weary to continue- or worse, if they got lost. Regardless of their destination, it would matter little, for they would soon come face to face with the snapping jaws of a predator pulling itself from the shadows. This attack would result in devastation, one of the three of them being gravelly wounded. They would be rescued, the one closest to deaths door being tended to the moment they returned to camp, and despite their ability to bounce back physically, it went without saying that such a harrowing experience left a permanent black spot upon their psyche. Rook would harbor unfathomable guilt for the rest of his life, never truly forgiving himself for allowing such a thing to happen when all he had ever wanted to do was provide a better life than this both for himself and his siblings. If they were to blame him for this outcome, he would not object.
  
  WOLF IN SHEEP'S CLOTHING: As demonstrated by their parents, your skeletons cannot be confined to the closet forever, the truth weighing heavily against creaking doors until the entire thing falls forward to reveal the darkness stuffed carelessly within. Over time, Rook's siblings would begin to mature enough to form their own outlook of the world, their experiences between clanmates expanding and deepening the longer they remained in Skyclan. Their experiences would become vastly different in a way that may not reflect Rook's vision that had been nailed so deeply into their minds from a young age, causing them to second guess a lot of what he had told them. They would come to the conclusion that he was wrong, and during their attempt to confront him about this, he would dive deeper into his delusion that they had been forcibly turned against him by the hands of everyone who still hated them without a shadow of a doubt. He would remain stagnant while the rest of them would thrive and find their own means of happiness, and he would remain bitter and afraid for as long as he kept his heart sealed away. This would cause a rift between themselves and him, something that he would struggle to cope with and only become more irrational in turn. He would try to convince himself that they were in the wrong, they had sheets pulled over their eyes and they would soon be able to yank it off and no longer remain blinded to the truth that they were no more than a burden in the hands of those who never asked for their presence. Alternatively, he would finally allow his walls to come down and truly listen to the possibility that he may have been wrong, that there was much more beyond what he had convinced himself of for however long. If this route is taken, the fissure between himself and his siblings would not occur.
  
  MY HEART IS A SAD AFFAIR: There will eventually come a time where the obvious can no longer be ignored, the presence of Florabreeze and her attempts to reach out for more becoming impossible to ignore or avoid. Her relationship may vary between her children, however it was apparent from early on that Hollow would be one of the toughest to mend the bonds between them. They would have a confrontation, something civil and insufferably polite at first, the two of them speaking as if they were strangers meeting for the first time. However, it would devolve into something much deeper, the honeyed and perhaps desperate words from the molly he had been forced to assume as his sole guardian after the untimely death of her wretched counterpart causing him to break in two. He would yell at her, scream even, finally allowing months of pent up rage and anguish to wash over the both of them in an abyssal cascade that would drown them both. Through this outburst, it would be revealed that he had always wanted more. He had always wanted her love, her adoration, her comfort, her guidance, her company. But he felt as though she did not want his, not truly. She had never sent for them, never made any attempt to find them or Kitestorm after they had been exiled- he could understand why she would not have wanted to see the face of the one who had slain those she held dear- but what about them? Kits, helpless and without the one who their sire had told them stories about- endless stories, all of them painted in the most ethereal of light- why did she disregard them? Turn a blind eye to their existence knowing that they would soon be just as alive as she? He could only assume it was because she never truly cared, never truly wanted them. All evidence pointed to her seeing them as nothing more than a shadow of her treacherous mate, a blight upon her conscious and a reminder of all the mistakes she had ever made in life. A reminder of all she would have surely tried so hard to forget, to move on from. And now they were there, in front of her, and she was forced to bear the burden of all she had worked so hard to repair and relinquish. Of course, this is untrue, but whether or not Howl would choose to believe her and allow her to convince him otherwise has yet to bee seen. The worst outcome would be that all this was for nothing, and he would continue navigating his worthless life as he always had- miserable, alone and fueled by rage. But the best outcome could be that he believes her, and he allows her to let him into her life as he had always secretly hoped. It would take time, his entire life so far spent doing nothing but convincing himself of only the worst when it came to what he was and where he came from, what others- what Florabreeze- thought of him. But it would not be impossible, and perhaps with the right amount of affection and healing, he would be able to welcome in everything that he had pushed away for so long with open arms.
  
  
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[nya]

ive been #charmed

basic info appearance persona relationships plots

• [ open to any fitting name! these are just ideas! ]
  𐂂 starlit - blasphemy reaches them in shadows beneath moonlight, but what does it matter? perhaps this is the last claw in the grave, the last glinting smile by starlight.
  𐂂 fauna - to mirror flora. although a haunting image of kite, named with the hope that they will bloom where they are rerooted and not decay like a forgotten corpse.
  
  𐂂 amab gender neutral, prefers neutral (they/them) but is alright with masc terms (brother, son.) may expand in adulthood to include femme terms.
  𐂂 maintains they/them pronouns initially as a learned habit from kite; they look like them, so why not? in adolescence they grow more flippant with the idealogy of gender and form something more fluid. they eventually come to a point where they care little how others define their gender, but rather more how they respect their character.
  
  " a black tabby with star sewn tears and envy-green eyes. "
• [ 𐂂 ] sh black tabby/blue chimera w/ low white.
  𐂂 carries long hair, chocolate, solid, & dilute
  𐂂 will display vitiligo in adulthood
  
  
  they are not sleek and well maintained. their fur, though short, bristles and spikes uselessly around their hackles and spine, as if they are constantly afraid and making themself larger to combat the fear. their claws poke at the the ground with every step, a reminder of the life they left behind. they refuse touch as a child, picking spaces where their behemoth size can be left alone - yet as they grow older and more comfortable, they pick pelts to lean against, to stable themself and remain connected.
  
  they grow to have more and more scars and wounds, further tattering the image that they replicate.
• [ 𐂂 ] envious, stubborn, determined, adventurous, rule-bending, unyielding, volatile, moderately respectful (yet picky on who earns that respect.)
  
  
  on god dont make me write this. theres personality bits around here somewhere. roleplay is sooo silly and fun that maybe in the effort over time they shift and change but the basic idea is that they were born a working dog and shifted into a lap dog society and do not adjust so well. also they have a lot of unhealed religious and abandonment trauma that will likely remain unhealed. thanks
  
  
  

  They wriggle beneath the dying light of day, the shadow of the night a much more welcoming atmosphere to the child. Is it wrong for them, a life born of sorrow, in the land of the wastes, beside the rogues ruled by dusk, to revel by the starlight they were once named for? If their ancestors truly breathe the moon and the sky in the afterlife, then why must they lay awake during the day and miss it? It's plenty more beautiful when the sun does not shroud the open expanse above them. Sometimes they hear of other cats, chittering over which star is their loved one, which glimmer is a wink from beyond.
  
  They know which one Kite is. They know, for their heart longs to reunite with the lost piece of them. It hides, behind clouds and tree branches. But they know its there. They know it glows red where everyone else shines white or yellow. They know that it weeps, watching kittens they left behind grow and learn.
  
  They slink to the window sill, watching the sky for a better glance at that star. It never shows itself, and though frustration grasps them with gnarly, unkempt claws, they remain patient. One day they will see their parent again. One day.

• kite x florabreeze, related to skyclan's flowerfam & duskclan's predatorfam
  𐂂 littermates: larkspurkit
  𐂂 noteable relations: magnoliashine, daffodilpaw, adderpaw, weaselpaw
  
  [ 𐂂 ] a bit volatile, they are eager to garner lives interested in them, but struggle to maintain them. with a hair-trigger temper, they often flip on cats that try to bond with them, isolating themself more often than they'd like. however for the few that cling to them despite their sharp tongue and dull stare are heavily guarded and loved, showered with anything that can constitute as a gift. they would rather bleed than cultivate a loving friendship and watch it die at its full bloom. it's far easier to cut the weeds early before they spread and harvest the fruit that bears thereafter.
• [ 𐂂 ] SHIFT IN THE SKIES -
  kite gifts them the name starlitkit, perhaps a remnant of the life they departed from or a hope that one day, their child will find root in the system that revels in forgiveness, but could not forgive them. selfishness imbibes the name as the child, in their infancy, hears less than nothing of the stars and their relationship with them. duskclan is outside of starclan's guidance, perhaps the most hated of all the clans. a child named in their honor is pathetic and should be shunned, truly - but starlitkit in all of their youth grasps the differences with talon-like claws. when they are transplanted and lose their tether to their first epithet, they are renamed faunakit. despite being a twin to kite, the cats of skyclan try to take their faith and place them as a counter to their present and alive mother. it is unseen how this will affect them, however they will continue down the path of a cat loyal to a faith they truly do not understand, an unfortunate ideation born of misinformation and distance.
  
  [ 𐂂 ] DOG BY HIS TEETH -
  although faunakit grows as a reserved soul, beneath the protection of butterflytuft and florabreeze both, they cannot relinquish the feral nature of their birthright. family by the names of coyote, shrike, vixen, of predators that tear and shred... of course they find purchase in being ruthless and callous. they obey their caretakers like a dog leashed, but have no issue brandishing claws and fangs against someone too tame. as they grow and learn, this tapers out to quiet snipping, as if theyre pulling on their collar but have since been muzzled. faunakit will either be harnessed as a meat shield given a directive by the stars, or left to their own devices; a frantic, feral beast who would chew off their own hind leg to escape.
  
  [ 𐂂 ] LAST DITCH EFFORT -
  like larkspurkit, they are left behind in duskclan. perhaps there are too many kits to ferry back and forth, and kite intended to return for the two of them. unlike larkspurkit, their sharp demeanor and namesake get them into trouble more than once. starlitkit, a gift of the heavens that forsake the land around them, is hoisted into the open lands with no hope for survival. it is by sheer luck that they find other clans and the twolegplace. it is by karmic justice that florabreeze finds them, an echo of a long lost lover, lost in the maze of human infrastructure. they skitter away like a fearful whelp but eventually find trust in florabreeze, and learn upon joining skyclan that she is their mother, and their siblings reside here. they remain silent over larkspurkit, firmly believing that their brother is far safer where he resides rather than being forced to wander like they had.

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[ouijeejuice]

HIII everyone!! There's 1 week left before we close this for choosing so have another bump / reminder to finish your applications before then

 

[antlers]

this isnt entirely finished i need to work on his plots page but :3

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DATURAKIT.

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𓉸ྀི . ˚ . HE / HIM ; FLORABREEZE x KITESTORM, FUTURE DAYLIGHT WARRIOR OF SKYCLAN . . PENNED BY ANTLERS.​

𓂃 ࣪ ˖ ᛪ༙ ——— 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑽𝑬𝑵 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝑬𝒀𝑬𝑺 .ᐟ.ᐟ

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  𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑬𝑽𝑰𝑳'𝑺 𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑬 ; chameleon curls of sweet - scented petals, a tempting sway of delicate flora . . charming as his namesake and just as pretty, daturakit tempts his peers in flouncy purrs and endearing, narrow - eyed trills. an entitled and horribly spoiled daylight warrior, lavishing fermented sweetness from his tongue whenever it suits him . . and venomous cruelty when it doesn't.​
  DATURAKIT ; born a plush mimicry, swathes of abyssal striping on a familiarly thick framing ; a cruel, gut - jabbing joke. he is given the prefix datura, a toxic flower, as both a homage to florabreeze and themself, albeit self - punishing.
  m. amab, he / him only. duskclan kitten. 00 months old.
  KITESTORM x FLORABREEZE. half - sibling to to larkspurkit, tbd.
  ⪼ adopted sibling to magnolia, adderpaw, daffodilpaw, weaselpaw. niblings to coyotecrown, vixenblood, viperstrike, hawk, spider, shrike and wolf (via kitestorm). sfogliatella, ditto, sorrelsong, spicepurr (via florabreeze).
  
  
• a large, louche black smoke with gilded eyes . . smells of cold leather and clove smoke. a phantom of love grown stale, tinged in the pearlescent of teeth and ruby bloodlust . . daturakit is born a large, thickly - coated mimic of kitestorm. florabreeze's heavy coat and squared features peer through delicate baby fat, tufted heavily with a silvery kitten fluff that keeps his cheeks round, innocent. a born performer, his first sound is a rickety purr, first to beam and smile a piercing, overgrown forefang of a grin that he will never shed. silver - misted shadow drapes his stout figure in waves of heavy maine coon layers, ribbons of lazily curling darkness carving a classic tabby pattern into his flanks ; ivory weaves through thinly - stitched stripes in a way that steals the eye of a twoleg right away.
  
  adopted into the home of a wealthy and doting twoleg, he quickly accustoms to a grandiose upkeep of appearance. abyssal fur feathers around a body growing long and broad with remnants of his mothers heritage, kitten fat shedding to reveal a tom that is tall and stocky with slim muscles and broad shoulders. upon loosing his baby teeth, slim canines overgrow further to settle just over his dark bottom lip ; a smile wide enough to crease the lids of midas - bright eyes flashing them to the world like a thinly concealed threat. his mane grows early and incredibly thick, a plush and gently curling flow common to his kin. silk and shadow, vanity paints the way he holds himself in prim, flouncy posturing ; creating for himself a look of intentionally dumb kittypet vulnerability despite his hulking size.
  
  
  
  KITESTORM X FLORABREEZE​
  
  ⪼ longhaired black smoke with golden eyes. will develop a heavy vitiligo mask . .
  
  
• flamboyant, faux affable, charming. childish, petulant, vain, unpredictable, intelligent. selfish, noncommittal, deceitful, cruel. some will call him a freak of nature. a fair and just observation, from an outsider's perspective ; some will not address him at all, favoring averted eyes and willful ignorance. most, however, will find that he is too warm a cat to ignore — a lazily affectionate, slow - grinning creature, tongue dripping some feathery quip . . and seemingly unperturbed by sharp edge of rejection. entitled and horribly spoiled daylight warrior, datura will wear two faces as if he'd been born with them, intelligent and startlingly unpredictable should things not turn out in his favor.
  
  after kitestorm's death, his siblings will witness a complete 180 of him — from loud, temper - prone "me first!" duskclan kittishness to a sudden eagerness to please, affectionate and willing to share if it means he finds a friend in his denmate. a still - hidden kindle of something deep, troubled that gilds his tongue and keeps him precariously out of trouble in the eye of his elders. he wields sheep's clothing like a weapon, cloaks himself in its shorn wool and smiles with overlong teeth . . he weasels out of trouble in a way that would be alarming, should anyone be able to peg him for anything more than the teary - eyed and coy child he makes himself to be. this does not prevent the other kits from witness him being him before age conceals it entirely behind easygoing mask. despite being incredibly self conscious of how others view carefully - constructed self image, datura seems to be or act completely oblivious to any harm he causes. unbeknownst to his clanmates, he is all too aware.
  
  since birth, he has starved desperately for attention, good or bad ; skyclan views him with an undoubtable skepticism that he will come to resent despite the throes of affection his mother laves upon them, growing more confident and more audacious as time passes. he moves and speaks with a theatrical flourish he learns to hone, un - ignorable in the way he presents himself, a trilling thing with a constant underlying goal of being the center of focus at all times . . seemingly born without the concept of personal space, datura will make friends ( and enemies ) quickly and easily through this mirage. his over the top flamboyance and charm gives him a magnetic pull that he will lock in with a openly friendly ( if obnoxious ) attitude. tending to gravitate towards those with less surety in themselves, he will have an unmistakable talent for making them feel special, feel important and respected . . anything for them to feel a sting of loneliness if he isn't around.
  
  both his greatest strength and his greatest weakness, datura will be a romantic at heart ; unfortunately ( or maybe fortunately ) for his peers, this romanticism is most often directed towards himself. vain beyond comprehension, he will be obsessed with his image and how he could be perceived in any situation, holding a clear entitlement to an admiration that he will do little to actually achieve. fostered by an early sense of privilege from an overabundant twoleg nest, his own unwavering confidence keeps him convinced that any action he takes is justified, because his parent is dead. he becomes a tool for self-aggrandizement . . using his tittering persona and oilslick looks to his advantage whenever he can.
  
  he is noncommittal in all aspects. spoiled rotten and self - made life of the party, datura will be known to keep his options open. from the twoleg streets to skyclan to the loners outside of it, he will have a tendency to chase whatever is hardest to get . . and once he's ensnared them, he will first come off as an exciting and passionate mate . . with a tendency to play with delicate emotions until it ends in a riotous blaze. he is quick to leave skyclan for his twoleg nest in the beginning — far too easily swayed, taking to twoleg paws in a way that may earn the ire of some elder skyclanners. boredom comes quick ; whether through deceit or cruelty or selfishness, he will leave a trail of hurt feelings and prematurely burnt bridges behind him.
  
  whatever happens on the border will change him. whatever happens on the border grants him a lifelong ploy for an apology that will never come ; it will curdle, coagulating into blame on those around him. daturakit is not kitestorm, but he will wear their stripes like a ghost, and the scorn that comes with it births a bloodsoaked sense of entitlement from him. lacking the mind for community that strengthens a clan, he will be consistently prioritizing his own desires at others expense, frequently saving his own hide in lieu of others and bearing an overall judgment for cats that are purely clan ( don't they see there is a better life, an easier life? a life like his? ).
  
  petulant and childish, a flair for the dramatic curdles his mood at the slightest provocation ; datura will have an uncanny ability to make anything anyone's fault but his own. prone to great, big crocodile tears and dewy doll eyes that beg for unearned apology, he will hold a grudge as long as it takes to have his foe groveling at tufted paws. into adulthood, some will begin to see him for what he is : a spoiled brat. for as bright, giggling and playful he can be . . he is just as self - centered, emotional and lazy. prone to throwing tantrums when he don't get what he wants, or when his fragile ego is bruised, he does not take misfortune gracefully.
  
  datura's life seems to revolve around his incredible ability to start, rouse and sit back to watch the reality of his instigation take hold. easily bored and prone to acts of childish sabotage with an ' innocent ' question, a gossiping whisper or a touch - too - loud laugh — he is a terrible gossip with a tendency to schmooze anything from just about anyone. he deals with kitestorm's impact and his subsequent looks with a goading, over affectionate attitude, a smirk - fixed mask he can only hope would earn him a strike across the face one day . . after the revelations of their past, something he would never let anyone live down.
  
  
  MOTIFS : a classic case of narcissism. broken mirrors, gold rings, velvet, roses and thorns, dark - winged birds, pomegranate and blood mixing to something tacky sweet. college of eloquence bard / thief rogue dhampyr.
  ⪼ stands too close to others when speaking, mimicking kitestorm and their cognizable habit of pushing boundaries ; bearing the tendency of holding heavy, direct eye contact, unfortunately lacking the fear of making his peers uncomfortable that kept them from physical touch. will invade personal space like he belongs there. sounds like : astarion, baldurs gate iii.
  
  
• plots, notes, playlist . . daturakit will not be an overt villain ; he is a narcissist, deceptively amoral without many real hardships as a result of his tendency to run back to his twoleg nest when things get difficult. where larkspurkit is aloof and cold on the outside but affable and kind just beneath the surface, datura will be his immediate opposite — presenting himself as a kind, friendly face to conceal his attention - seeking habits and manipulative personality. working as an antithesis to the current daylight warriors, who's stories focus on proving themselves to skyclan, he will have an infuriating indifference to most clan life and will have to be urged to do his part during the day. as he grows, he will go about his duties with less childish laziness, but will take patrols and border spats far too lightly than his clanmates . . ultimately will be an exploration into nature vs nurture ; how will he turn out, compared to his more clan - minded siblings? was he always destined to be like this? was he made, forged? can he be changed? is it worth it?
  
  WHAT HAVE I DONE TO YOU : though young at the time, daturakit's future will be heavily shaped by his duskclan roots, and his initial relationship with kite. first to smile, the first to prance and purr for attention so well its mistaken for charm, i thought it would be interesting for he and kite to be uniquely close because of his resemblance / similarity to florabreeze. bright and loud and opinionated as a young kit, captivating as their mate had been . . maybe endearingly being called their "little flower". after the incident at the border, daturakit will cling onto the need to smile with desperate compulsion. very rarely will he be seen without a lazy, half - lidded grin at the very least.
  
  his early days will be played with behavior correction — duskclan will know him as a precocious but selfish, tantrum - prone kitten. suspiciously, he will not have this same reputation upon joining skyclan ; quickly learning how far deceit and cunning beneath a guileless exterior can carry him. he will be known as an "easy" kit, most of the time.​
  NOT WHAT YOU THOUGHT YOU KNEW : as kitestorm's checkered past comes to light, datura will have a desperate need to be loved to combat the sideways glances he receives ( similar to how bramblekit looked so much like tigerstar it gave his clanmates pause throughout his life )., which can result in some older warriors lashing out at him.
  THEY SAY THEY BELIEVE IN MY WAY OF LIFE : daturakit takes to kittypet life in a way that would be embarrassing, should he have the objectivity to think that way of it. he sees it as a reprieve, a much needed life where affection and love and worship is doled onto him in waves. the first to be adopted of his siblings from their flora's twoleg home, he becomes the only cat to a single, wealthy twoleg ; his nest will a place where is wants, desires and needs are seen to with utmost adoration . . until their twolegs leave for the day. spoiled beyond comprehension, datura will leave for skyclan during the daylight hours that his human isn't home to fill his time and preen beneath his living mothers eye instead.
  I SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOU : whether a sibling, a denmate or even his foster mother, there are cracks in datura's dandy charade that certain cats can see him through. this character will be close to him first, shaping an incredible bond in the early moons of his life that will be inevitably shattered by datura's own unpredictability. this character will slowly peel away the layers datura has created for himself and he will be entirely unable to stop it, going from best kit friends to harsh rivals over the course of their life. depending on ic circumstances, datura will actively attempt to sabotage this characters life, but this character will be just as intelligent and aware as he is.
  YOUR FACE IS ROTTEN THROUGH : depending on where kite goes after passing, i'd love for him to be able to see them again . . while not simmering with bitter anger as his siblings may be, he can be easily deluded by his own self - grandeur and will do just about anything to see them again. training in the dark forest will give him the final push it takes to be lackadaisical with his claws and the lives of others, as well as bolstering his attachment to skyclan through faith.
  
  
  
  

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[ouijeejuice]

Hi everyone!! this thread will be considered closed tomorrow!! important to note the kits will also be chosen tomorrow instead of the 13th i will make two separate replies though :3 thank you all for applying so far <33