[ musselkit ] [ brown tabby oriental shorthair with dull earthy green eyes ] [ 3 moons ] [ male ] [ trad. riverclan kit ] [ gen. 1 ]
[fontfThe spindly young tom had significantly increased in strength since joining the ranks of RiverClan, though he remained rather willowy with large, bat-like ears. Unbeknownst to him, they were there to stay- he would not grow into them as other cats grew into their features. Never catching glimpse of his own mother, Musselkit wasn't really sure what he wa
[glow='black']As of now, the brown mackerel tabby could be spotted afoot the fresh-kill pile, trying his best to get the hang of chowing down on the local fare. Eating fish had a bit of a learning curve, it seemed. They were slippery, scaly, and the meat within had a rather peculiar texture; nothing like the sweet-as-honey milk he'd been raised on in his first moon or so of life. He'd picked a tiny minnow for himself - some apprentice must have dragged it back to camp as it was hardly a meal fit for a warrior - and was flipping it about as he tried his best to get a grip on the finned creature with tiny pearlescent teeth."9aa57e"