~in my life~it's only just begun

Alliance: loner
Sex: female
Gender identity: female
Current Rank: kit
Sexuality: straight

Pelt colour: dusty silver base with black tabby stripes; white chest, underbelly, inside of legs, tail tip, and paws; light brown bordering her white underbelly
Eye colour: dark blue, turning olive green at the pupil
Markings: black tabby stripes, white paws and tail tip

Mother: north
Father: prussia
Siblings: lionel, lebel, parabellum, panzerkampf, kleinflammenwerfer
Mate: n/a
Children: n/a

Favorite colour: she has yet to see in general, much less color
Theme song: 'castle on a cloud'

|| S ƿ ǐ ԃ ɇ ɾ || wrote:

[justify][size=7pt]it was a humid morning at prussia's farm. there was a cool breeze blowing through the air, stirring up bits of dust and broken leaves. the sun piqued right above the barn, letting its bright rays shine through the baby blue sky. this story didn't take place at the human's large brick structure on the top of the hill. instead, it would be happening inside of the red and white barn about a quarter of a mile away from the beautiful house.inside of the barn were two figures. the darker of the two lay on its side among the scattered hay. sitting beside that figure was the lighter, striped one. that one was peering into the other's glorious eyes.

north was laying on her right side. hay was strown around her, making it as comfortable as possible for the birthing feline. sweat beaded at the ebony female's forehead, dripping down her cheek. her sides were rising and falling with her heavy breathing. she was in obvious pain, but this would be a natural birth. that meant no herbs of any kind for her. which also meant more pain for her to bear. "p-prussia.. i think the kits are coming.." north said to the grey tom cat sitting by her flank. a groan escaped from the she-cat's maw as the first kitten was concieved. soon enough, six bundles of lovely fur lay in a small heap at north's paws. she sat upright and began to groom each and every one of them, one by one. "what shall their names be?" she asked prussia, still somewhat in pain from the birth.[/justify]

S3V3R3N wrote:

it was suddenly so much colder, and so much more...empty. the tiny kit couldn't understand it. but then she felt a rough rub on her pelt, her mother's tongue, and the little silver tabby slowly warmed up.

she had no identity, not yet. at least, not to herself. she felt whatever soft thing she was resting against, drinking from, rumble. the she-kit didn't yet know what sound was, or that the thing that was rumbling was her mother, and that she was talking. but she would learn.

but the rumble was comforting, and cosette --though she knew not that it was her name-- gave a pretty little purr in response.

mother: she sees north as a 'rumbling milk-giver.' and, though she is not entirely sure of what love is, she knows that she loves her.

father: cosette belives prussia to be 'pretty.'

lionel: she has just met her largest sibling, and all she knows of him yet is that she likes his scent.

lebel: cosette has yet to meet lebel

parabellum: although cosette hasn't officially met para, she is the kit first encouraged cosette to start moving around

panzerkampf: cosette has yet to meet panzerkampf

klienfammerwerfer: cosette has yet to meet klief.

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cosette's mouth opened wide in a grin, hearing her brother's first word. she let out a loud purr and rubbed her little silver head against his chest. 'bwother!' she tilted her head up to his, her still shut eyes not seeing him, but her ears focused on his voice.

she heard heavy pawsteps, and moved away from her brother, stumbling and tumbling towards their source: her father. cosette hadn't met the albino tom yet, didn't know how she was related to him, or that she was related to him at all. it took her quite a while to reach him; it wasn't easy to move on wobbly kit legs. but reach him she did, and she spoke for the second time, questioning the strange tom: 'you?' it wasn't a true question, but the tiny kit didn't know many words, and so it would have to do.

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but she too grew bored with just staying still and nursing, and the silver tabby was no longer hungry, nor was she tired just yet. she'd felt her siblings wriggling across her, and decided to join them, testing her four short limbs for the first time. she didn't do so well, barely managing to waddle forward a few steps before she collapsed, falling back to the ground.

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