[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]Fishkit didn't expect anyone to attempt to walk right outside of camp with such ease, especially a kitten like her, which caused her curiosity to spark. Her light blue eyes followed Pantherkit's frame as he made a beeline for the territory and eventually, she got to her paws quickly. If he could do it, then she could, too. Plus, he seemed to know more about the territory and it would be a good idea sticking with him when exploring - of course, that was just Fishkit's assumption. She could be wrong. However, she was confident in her thoughts and followed after Pantherkit, calling out to him, "Hey! Wait up!"
Unfortunately, the plan was ruined before it even got a chance to fully begin. Fishkit stopped in her tracks as soon as she caught sight of Cottonwood's frame blocking the exit. Uncertainty prickled at her fur and she glanced at Pantherkit before tilting her attention back up to the warrior. Well, this sucked. However, it was Cottonwood's tone that made her mouth form into an irritated scowl. Now he just sounded like he was rubbing it in. Puffing out her chest in order to make herself look bigger, Fishkit said, "Yeah, we do. Exploring the territory is our errand." Fishkit said "our" just to have Pantherkit on her side in this situation, although she wasn't certain what his motive was. Well, he could always interject, couldn't he?
Her attention then sapped to Thornfang and the scowl seemed to increase, if it were possible. "Outsider? I'm not an outsider, I was born in ShadowClan. Plus, even if I were, I'd still know the Warrior Code." Fishkit protested, light blue eyes flaring with indignation. She wasn't an outsider. She was born in ShadowClan! Of course, that wasn't the truth, but Fishkit wasn't aware of her past. She believed that her parents left the clan, took her for a couple of moons with them, and then dropped her back off in ShadowClan to fend for herself. The last thing she believed was that she was an outsider. Well, to be hones, her beliefs about what happened changed almost every night. One day she believed that they left, the other she believed that they died. However, the last thing she believed was that she was an outsider.
GENERAL:
▪ Fishkit | Female
▪ Fishpaw — Fishleap
▪ Bisexual biromantic
▪ 4 months | Mentally 4 months | Ages 1 month every 100 posts
▪ Traditional ShadowClan
RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Single | ½ nothing
▪ NPC x NPC
PERSONALITY:
▪ Impressionable | Emotional | Friendly
▪ Adventurous | Selfless | Confrontational | Big imagination
▪ Courageous | Defends friends | Headstrong
▪ Inferiority complex | Low self-esteem | Tries her best
▪ Head or Heart | Leader or Follower | Dominant or Submissive | Lover or Fighter
PHYSICAL:
▪ DOMESTIC FELINE | health: 100%
— Fishkit is a small brown-and-white domestic feline with baby blue eyes. She barely has any scars across her body and her fur is rather soft yet short (it always lies flat). Her tail is slightly longer than it should be and she has slightly long legs although she is still very short compared to other kittens. She has pale pink paw pads, nose, and inside of ears.
— [i]accessories: n/a
— [i]injuries: n/a
INTERACTION:
▪ Easy physically + easy mentally
▪ Attack in #ffffff
▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions