Posts by CrystalClanLeader

Spiritkit, a bluish silver she-cat bounced forward towards the other kits. "Did I hear something about a game?" she asked, her blue eyes shimmering with excitement.

Spiritpaw, a bluish silver tabby she-cat with deep blue eyes padded up. "Hi, Pinepaw. Hi, Birdsong. Hi, Ashpaw." she mewed. Her tabby pelt gently ruffled in the wind. "So, you have a mentor now?" she asked Ashpaw, trying to hide her envy. She wanted a mentor above all, but didn't have one.

Near Albinokit, Spiritkit squealed in playful alarm as Winterkit got near. "You won't catch me!" she yowled, looking back at Winterkit. Suddenly she crashed into someone. It was Hollykit! Spiritkit fell to the ground, dazed as a rabbit.

Spiritpaw dipped her head to Aimee. "Hello." she meowed. "I'm Spiritpaw, and this is Ashpaw, Birdsong, and Pinepaw." she flicked her ears towards everyone as she said their names.

Spiritkit stood up, embarrassed by her clumsiness. "I'm fine.." she meowed quietly, scuffling her paws in embarrassment.

"Sorry," she added to Hollykit. "I wasn't paying attention."

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Spiritkit bolted away from Hollykit, her bluish silver tail fluffed up in excitement. She raced past Albinokit and Winterkit, careful not to run into them as well.

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Spiritpaw nodded her agreement. It was a shame. She felt bad for the young fox, and how much she probably wanted a mentor was painful. Spiritpaw's want for a mentor vanished, as she had a new goal now- To help this young fox heal, get a mentor, and train.

Spiritkit glanced at Winterkit. Spiritkit was wary that she might be the target of Winterkit. She slowly backed away, smiling slightly. She bolted away and clumsily stumbled on a rock, but recovered quickly. Her tail in the air, she sprinted away.

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Spiritkit yowled a battle cry and attempted to attack the fox. She crouched at its ankles and nipped at them. The fox snapped at her, and caught her ear. The fox's teeth pierced her like a million thorns. She yelped in pain as it slammed a large, powerful paw on her head. Everything went black as the fight faded slowly.

Jealousy once again burning through her pelt, Spiritpaw did her best to look like an amazing apprentice. She padded over to the fresh kill pile, grabbed a plump vole, and carried it to the elders. Once done with that, she grabbed several mice and carried them to the queens. She checked the elders for ticks, and got them out with mouse bile. She renewed the moss for the kits, queens and elders. She looked around hopefully to spot any cat eyeing her, but nobody was watching. She stalked over to the apprentices den and plopped down, looking slightly scornful. All she wanted was to be the best warrior she could, but that was impossible without a mentor to guide her. She lied down and buried her face in her paws. Whenever someone tried to speak to her, she gave a muffled grunt and carried on. Depressed, she slowly drifted of into a deep sleep.

Moonkit, a silver tabby she-cat with pale yellow eyes was a good friend, once she wasn't shy anymore, which would take a very long time. "Go on," Fernflower, her mother urged her as Moonkit huddled by her. "Go play with the other kits." Moonkit looked up, her tail trembling. "I can't! They'll make fun of me." she wailed quietly. Fernflower looked at her, slightly stern. "And why do you say that?" she asked. Moonkit looked at her paws, which were shuffling in embarrassment. I'm clumsy, gullible, forgetful, and tiny! Why wouldn't someone hate me instantly..?" she mewled sadly. After a long conversation, Fernflower finally convinced Moonkit to play with the others. Carefully setting her pawsteps, she padded up to them slowly and cautiously. "H-hi.. my n-name I-is Moo-moonkit.. wha-what's you-yours?" she stuttered, incredibly quiet and nervously. She took a deep breath to calm herself. Luckily, the other kits hadn't heard her fist introduction. "Hi, my name is Moonkit. What's your name?" she asked, steadier and louder.

Name: Spiritpaw
Gender: Female
Rank: Apprentice
Age: Almost 8 moons
Good traits: Humorous, Agile, Kind, Curious, Cheerful
Bad traits: (kind of) gullible, (a bit) clumsy, (a little) forgetful
Description: A bluish silver tabby female with deep blue eyes, she's agile, yet a bit clumsy at times, she's violent when she needs to be, and thoughtful. Her goal is to find a mate and be a warrior.

Spiritpaw moaned lightly as sun reached into the apprentice's den. She got up, her eyelids drooping slightly. She parted her jaws into a yawn and arched her back, stretching. Blinking sleep from her eyes, she noticed Wolfpaw, Lightpaw, and Lilacpaw. Spiritpaw wasn't very good friends with them, because she was a bit shy. At least she knew their names. She slowly padded out of the apprentice's den and grabbed a shrew. She took a bite of it, then spit it out quickly. "Maggots." she gasped slightly. She tossed out the shrew and grabbed a vole. She carefully split it with her claw to make sure there weren't maggots, then when there weren't, she gulped it down hungrily.

Spiritkit was in the corner, bleeding from several large wounds. As Albinokit rushed to help Hollykit and Winterkit, Spiritkit couldn't help herself but think that she was forgotten. She knew Hollykit had made a brave, valid effort to save her. Everything suddenly went black, and Spiritkit, alone in the corner, unnoticed, drifted off into unconsciousness.

Spiritpaw felt pain for Aimee. She was suddenly very grateful that she was fit enough to train, even though she didn't have a mentor.

Spiritkit's left hind leg was sprawled out awkwardly and her body covered in wounds. Blood trickled from her mouth, and oozed from a large gash on her tiny shoulders, with claw marks slashed across her muzzle. Her eyes slowly, half-opened, wide enough for her to see the other kits and Royal crowded around her. She murmured something before drifting back into unconsciousness.

( Really sorry, I've been super busy)
Spiritpaw noticed Wolfpaw admiring Lightpaw. She felt an odd rush of unknown expression. *Am I jealous?* she thought. She flattened her ears slightly and realized that she was. She slowly padded away, her ears flattened and her head slightly tilted.

Moonkit looked up at Nightkit. "I se-see I'm no-not the onl-only one I-in the sh-shy fam-family." She tried to joke, but it all came out in a giant blob of stuttery words. Luckily, Nightkit understood, or at least Moonkit believed that.

Spiritpaw glanced at Oakpaw. "Hi there," she mewed. "Whats your name?" I'm Spiritpaw." she introduced herself as politely as possible, as she didn't have many good friends, or friends at all, in that case.