Honeysqirrel's Kits

[Seraphinu]

In the recent site revival, many members with their characters have been lost, some crucial to plots. There have been many who were simply written off as dead, or are pretended to have never existed.

But these kits are too important to drop. And so, they are up for adoption.

Berrykit, Stormkit, and Swirlkit. Hopefully we can get profiles for them up when Darkflower is next online.

[darkflower]

((I deleted the posts before this, no sense in confusing those looking for adopting kits))



Name: Berrykit(mist)

Age: 4 moons

Clan: Thunderclan (currently)

Gender: she-cat

Appearance: Berrykit is a small fluffy orange kitten, with yellowish tinge to her pelt. She has wide amber eyes. Her face and muzzle is covered in yellow fur and she has small yellow paws, and is overall a very small and soft cat. Her Sweet and sometimes inquisitive appearance makes her seem innocent and kind, though she’s wild and very fast. Berrykit’s pelt is short, her claws long and she was small, sharp, pointed teeth.

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Personality: Berrykit is as inquisitive as she looks, always leaping before looking, eager to explore and seeming almost fearless when she braves some more foolish plans for an adventure. Always getting into trouble, she reflects her mother in every right sense, but when it comes to it she has the smart cunning of her father. Often found into some mischief, she always manages to get herself out as the last second, but not without consequences. More often she’s in for some serious aftermath with those looking after her, who can‘t stand her tenacious attitude and spunky behavior.

History: Born in the Thunderclan nursery, kidnapped by two traitors and brought to Lostclan.

Rp Example: Stalking through the undergrowth, Berrykit drew in the senses around her, scenting the air for her enemies. Shadowclan! Her muscles tensed, and she prepared for the jump. Just then two small forms ambushed her, knocking her off her paws. “Help! Intruders!” she squeaked, wrestling free from the two cats holding her down. She batted at her opponent with her hind legs, then wriggled away while they were distracted. Leaping, she landed on the cat, her claws keeping them from getting up. “Berrkit!” Complained her brother, Swirlkit. “you’re not supposed to use your claws! No fair!” Suddenly she was jumped on from the shadows, and Berrkit was the one squirming for help. Stormkit stood above her triumphantly. “Your dead!” she declared, and got off. Berrkit glared at her sister, then jumped, knocking her off her paws, then dashed away. “You’ll never catch me!”









Name: Swirlkit(stripe)


Age: 4 moons


Clan: Thunderclan (currently)

Gender: tom

Appearance: A very furry, fluffy, gray tom, a blend of his mother’s thick fur and her father’s gray pelt. He has dark blue eyes, so deep they are often mistaken for black, and with such a fluffy pelt and stripped tail in the dark he is commonly mistaken for a raccoon. He does have some yellow to his pelt, matching him to Honeysquirrel’s glowing yellow fur. His claws are long and curved, like his mother’s, and his teeth are slightly longer than his sisters‘.


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Personality: Very friendly, Swirkit is usually very calm and polite, though his manners are guarded. He isn’t as wild as his sister, but he is very proud, especially for such a young cat, and is easily offended. With an unusual fondness for water, he wants to learn to swim. Swirkit has a tendency to be brusque and rude when he feels insulted, although he always takes the responsibility to apologize and accepts whatever punishment he receives. Being the only tom of the litter, he feels very protective of his two sisters, Berrykit and Stormkit, and takes it upon himself to keep them under check and scold them for mischief, though he does play with them in some of their games.


History: Born in the Thunderclan nursery, kidnapped by two traitors and brought to Lostclan.


Rp Example: “Uhh, Berrykit, this isn’t a very safe idea,” he called to his sister, who was crossing a log on the river. It was slick with rainwater, and he could tell she would fall if she wasn’t careful, and knowing Berrykit, being careful wasn’t one of her strengths. ‘Get back, you’ll fall!” Berrykit turned to stick her tongue out at him-and at that moment, lost her footing. With a yowl she fell, but not before hooking her claws in the bark. It was slowly cracking, ready to break off, but at that moment Swirkit flashed across the log, knelt down beside his sister and bit into her scruff. His teeth having a firm hold on her, he pulled her up, struggling against the weight. Once they both toppled onto the log, Swirkit was knocked backwards and flew into the swift waters below. Berrykit let out a cry of fear and was about to jump in after him when he resurfaced from underneath the current. Kicking hard as he could, he managed to paw his way to the bank, then lay down on the other side, panting. Berrykit crossed the bark with lightning speed-Swirlkit dazedly wondered how she could be so fast when she knelt beside him, fear in here eyes.
“Are you okay?!” Swirlkit felt a purr of amusement rumble through his tired form. “At least I know I can swim now.”

Claimed by darkangel




Name: Stormkit(cloud)

Age: 4 moons

Clan: Thunderclan (currently)

Gender: she-cat

Appearance: Stormkit is a small, wiry cat, with light gray fur, darker stripes racing through it. She has stormy eyes and her fur is slightly unkempt, making her look like a growing storm. With a plash of white on her chest mingling with the gray, Stormkit looks almost harmless, or she would if it weren’t for the dark stare. Her paws are a light gray and her muzzle is white, and she carries the same trait of her mother, long curved claws, as all her siblings have. The markings on her face make her seem like a tiger almost, and with her attitude, it seems like it.

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Personality: Stormkit is as dark as she looks. Always quiet, she slinks around in the shadows, and likes to launch attacks on her siblings when she’s bored. But she does has a kind side reserved for those she likes. Her enemies aren’t as lucky. Sharp tongued and usually venomous, she isn’t one to be trifled with. Stormkit is clever and honest, and loyal to her clan and no one else, though she values her siblings with affection. Swirlkit’s protective nature often annoys her though because she believes she can care for herself, even when the fight she may be in a definite lost cause on her behalf.


History: Born in the Thunderclan nursery, kidnapped by two traitors and brought to Lostclan.

Rp Example: Stormkit watched four black kits tumbling around in a rough fight, and from where she surveyed, she decided it might be fun to join the battle. Slinking across the darkness, she made a move to jump on them but was knocked down by a sudden attack from behind, and she realized three kits were now before her. The fourth pinned her to the ground. A soft voice growled in her ear, “You have 3 seconds to give me a reason not to kill you.” A tom, a fast one. Stormkit should have been terrified, but there was only excitement in her voice as she meowed, “I want to learn to fight!” More growling, almost like laughter. “Fight?” Mocked the tom. You couldn’t sneak up on us even. You’re worthless.”
“But you can. You guys are really good, you could teach me?” A thoughtful pause, then the tom got off. Getting up, she shook herself like submerging from under water. She turned to face the tom, keeping her senses alert for approach.
“you’re a clan cat,” the kit in front of her snorted. “Why should we teach the likes of you?”
“And you’re a group of rogues,” she spat back. Then her eyes glowed. “But you know how to fight. Very well. I want to learn to fight like you do. My name’s Stormkit.” she added.
“No,” the tom shook his head. “From now on you’re Storm. My name is Illusion.” His eyes narrowed and he hissed. “Are you ready to begin?”
“Yes!”
“good.” The kit purred. “Your first lesson. Is to survive!” With a furious yowl the tom cat leapt at her, and Stormkit’s sure footing kept her from jumping back in surprise and falling. Instead she leapt foreword to meet his attack, and she pushed into him with all her force and knocked him off his paws. The three other kits converged on her from all sides. Thinking fast, she froze, waited, counted, then jumped up and darted between them, while the kits bumped into each other. They were dazed for a split second, then they chased after her, splitting up and advancing from different directions.

Cornered, Stormkit bared her fangs, eyeing her enemies. She was trapped, but if she would go, she’d go down fighting. She noted the kit’s claws were unsheathed, and she unsheathed her own, long, curved claws and braced for a fight to the death. But then they all stopped, staring, and Illusion stepped foreword.

“Congratulations, you passed.” He sounded surprised, and Stormkit’s pelt prickled in annoyance, but also weariness. They’d chased her all about camp, and now she was tired. “We’ll teach you,” he continued, then glanced at the sky. “But for now, it’s time to rest. We’ll wake you at dawn.” he looked to his left, then turned back, unconcerned. “Your brother and sister aren’t fond of us. They’re coming now, they think we’re going to kill you.” He flashed his sharp, bloodstained teeth, and Storm acutely noted a bite in one of the other kits, she seemed silent, unaware of it. “You know, when tomorrow is over, you’ll be wishing we had.” The four kits turned and left, and soon Berrykit and Swirlkit had converged on her.

“Are you alright?” they gasped. Stormkit ignored them, her eyes on the four black kits, demons to everyone, but who were going to teach her to fight like a true cat. She nodded, eyes alight with joy. There was nothing she wanted more than to have the skills in battle that those four had, and she was certain tomorrow would be an even more difficult challenge. Already exhausted, she walked back with her siblings to their den, ate a mouse to herself then flopped down into the soft moss and fell into a deep sleep. That night, a strange cat, with a dark tabby pelt and long hooked claws visited her dreams. He told her he was Tigerstar, and that he was her mother‘s great grandfather.












NOTE: Stormkit is probably going to end up torn between good and evil ^_^

[flameh]

Can I have Berrykit(mist)??

[*~ Ember ~*]

Can I have Stormkit(cloud), please?

[Magicheart]

Darkflower is having a little bit of computer trouble by the sounds of things, but you two can totally have the kits that you want!

[rose]

are any of these kits still up for adoption?

[Seraphinu]

Swirlkit, I think, isn't spoken for.

[rose]

do you think it would be wise for me to take her, or should I stick with the ones I have for now?

[Seraphinu]

Well, you won't be able to really start playing her for a little while, because they're still too young.

[rose]

That didn't answer my question, Sky Blue.

[darkflower]

back, and be nice lolz, my kits need caring peoplez Swirlkit iz still up for adoption, yes. Would you like to adopt him? and as to you other two, yes, you can have Stormkit and Berrykit. ^.^ Yay they're all covered, unless anyone changed their minds? and btw I think they're just about old enough to be rp now. It's been a very long time since I've been on.

[darkangel]

Swirlkit plz? If the other girl doesn't want...

[Seraphinu]

She kinda quit the site, so Swirlkit is all yours ^^

[darkangel]

wait so can I rp him now? Or is he not born yet? And so are they in LostClan?

[Seraphinu]

Currently they are with Ghostflight and Drowningspirit, who operate parallel to LostClan. It's kinda complicated, but they are part of the Four who are trying to use LostClan to take over the lake.