Pumpkinpatch Von Calemi had a very odd mother. She had two litters in which she had one kit, and then one where she had a total of six squirming calico and tabby kittens. Luckily, Pumpkinkit was in the first litter, one of very true love, and was an only child. His mother always insisted Kenny would stay inside the nursery and play with her all day, yet curiosity got the best of him, and late one night, he ventured out for the first time, and fell asleep under the twinkling yellow stars. Early that morning yowls awoke him, and it was a kitraid. Quite simple that a little kit laying in the open would be an easy target, and soon Kenny was knocked out, and was in a van. He inferred that twolegs must have somewhere interfered with the raid. After a bit of driving he was taken into a boat, and after a bit of sailing, Kenny and the twolegs' boat had crashed, and luckily, Kenny managed to hop onto a small life raft when the twolegs were trying to deploy theirs. After some sailing, and trying to teach him how to fish, Pumpkinkit somehow managed to push himself towards an island, where he stayed for the rest of his life. That was eighteen moons ago, and twenty two moon old Kenny Von Calemi was seeking adventure. He had stayed with TidalClan for as long as he could remember, and barely remembered his home and mother. Laying down in front of what he called the 'Kenny Crib', or, his home for an actual answer, he started to lightly daydream of his past. He remembered salt water stinging the cut on his eye, and his mother's warm tongue. He barely remembered the happy yet usually drunken voice of his silly father, which is where Pumpkinpatch got his personality from. He even slightly remembered the death of his clan leader. Redstar? Radstar? Something among the lines.
Posts by pumpkinpatch von calemi
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made an open thread because apparently I want a character in TidalClan
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"Hi there Risingpaw!" Said Pumpkinpatch as he turned his head to see the sentinel, and dipped his ginger head in return as well. "Welcome to the Kenny Crib. Or, the front yard of the Kenny Crib. Or, just the area around le Kenny Crib." He said, looking back at his little home. He always had a little trouble of ranting or talking to much, but he just smiled as he turned his head back to the femme. "Or, just welcome to the piece of property the Kenny Crib is on. Heh heh." Kenny laughed lightly, ad waved his tail around.
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"Well naming your house isn't something normal people would do. But you can't name one normal person. Plus one of the reasons I did that is because I live with my sister and when I die she get's the whole house, so, a girly girl in a Kenny Crib just sounds hilarious. Hil-ar-i-ous." Kenny said, smiling big. "Plus crib sounds cooler than house, and Kenny is cooler than my. So instead of my house I would rather have the Kenny Crib."
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"Cool. Coolio, as the hip people say." He just discovered what the 'hip people' were, and of course if they used funny sounding slang, Kenny would of course copy them. "But, uh yeah, how are you?" He asked in response, his medium-green eyes flicking back to her.
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thread with Kenny Haribostarrr
I have received info that Kenny would be nearly related to Habby if that litter with that one radicalclanner would have gone through -