ASPENPAW | shadeclan

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ASPENPAW

Name: [aspenkit ASPENPAW aspenwing. aspen. stutter.]
Age: [SEVEN]
Birthday: [NOVEMBER 5]
Ranking: [apprentice]

General Information

Physical Description:
Silk fur of a youngling. Of a cat who had not seen battle or has had a sheltered up bringing. Eyes as wide as moons and ears as innocent as angels. Meet the one and only Aspenpaw. When he was born his fur had appeared a duel brown-grey like the bark of some Aspen trees. But now his fur has changed shades to a darker more smokey color - much like his father's. However, like his mouth he owns the famous Bat-like ears. Now these ears are slightly a different shade of grey - not that noticeable, but still there. His golden-yellow eyes are a family traint that runs on his father's side.

Personality Description:
shy & sheltered ;; Have you ever meet a Shadowclan cat who has the ability to be shy and sheltered from a life of fight? From the ability to claw and rip apart. This little guy is what one would call - the weakest tom in the social department. He shys away from she-cats, tom-cats - hell he'd probably shy away from loners and kitty-pets if he could. It's just the sheltered life he's had - having been protected and shoved away by his brother - he doesn't know the horror and terror stories tha lay beyond the territory.

kind & fierce ;; believe it or not, one moon of training can do a lot to an innocent cat - but the kindness still shines through. A cat with such a kind outter layer must be hiding something deep down - and he is. While sheltered all his kithood, he developed and strong urge to lash out and has been know - despite his stuttering and shyness - to be a grand fighter. Much like Batstar he throws al his weight into his attack, but Aspenpaw likes to be correct with were he lands his attacks so not only does he use his 'weaker, stuttering self' in battle, but he (will) turn out to be a deadly fighter in battle.

quiet & reserved ;; yes, we all saw this one coming. He is quiet, beyond quiet since it seems everytime he opens his month the words come out in a mixture of stutters, low mumbles or quick speedy responces. But that's just not all of it. He's reserved, likes to keep to himself (and close friends and family) and can often be seen hiding behind his brother or his mentor. He tends to be found sitting alone away from the gossip and the chit-chat. Cats who first meet him, will wonder why, and maybe approach him and this is where cats start to branch away from him.

grouchy & snappy ;; now these two were a long shot. Aspenpaw feels more grouchy and snappy in th morning when he firsts wakes up and at night when he's about to head to bed. Many cats know where he gets this trait (his mother) and are quite shocked when it appeared in him. If waken up on 'bad' day he'll be a grouchy tom - much like a grouchy elder, and complain. These are the days where he doesn't stutter and cats just move way less they want to be snapped at. He hates noises when he's snappy, tired or grouchy.

Likes:

• Mice
  
• Brother
  
• Shadeclan
  

Dislikes:

• Bullies
  
• Stoneclan
  
• Dishonesty
  

History:
blackears & smokestep
love comes in all different shapes, sizes, sex, and ages. However the only thing that makes this relationship different is the age. Smokestep was twenty-nine moons younger then Blackears and his apprentice to boot. These two were best friends, and when it was annouced kits were on the way, it was congratulated. They were a unlikely pair - but a lovey balanced pair. Smokestep was the brutal strength and temper of the two. She had the anger and yet the mothering skills. Blackears was the cold and distant one, who loved his kits and yet tryed to appear as the big bad guy. They had two litters of only one kit - Batstar from the first litter and Aspenpaw from the second. Today, we will be talking about Aspenpaw.

aspenkit

"batstar... did you see mom?" the little kit asked, his eyes wide as he snuggled deeper into the larger tom, trying to get comfortable. "I did, my brother. She and father love you very much." Aspenkit looked up and pawed at Batstar's side. "Mom said she loved you too, Batstar." The kit meowed, looking up at his brother with a sad smile. Batstar looked down and nuzzled the kit closer to his body, purring. "I know. But now all we have is each other."

his first moon of life seemed to be missing something and the little blind kit known as aspenkit knew that. He would hear the soft sobs of his mother at night, and the soft gentle words of his brother as he snuck in to lie with the two. He remembered hearing the death of the leader and that greencough had sweep the camp up and refused to let go. Aspenpaw could recall the sickly coughs and the sickening sobs of those that lost family members. He remembered hearing his brother's voice shake as he mentioned the lost of his mentor, and that he had to leave. Aspenkit opened his eyes that night to see his brother leaving and to watch his mother die. he had lost his mother and he wondered what was happening. he was confused as to why the oldest queen redclaw had to nurse him. He was confused and tired and upset. He was only a moon and a half old. It was the next morning that he heard the yowl and that Sundance would be deputy. Aspenkit stumbled rather awkwardly out of the nursery and when he brother had leap down he tackled the older tom. Crying and yowling that they had taken mom away. It was that night that the brothers crawled into the leader's den together and slept. It was everynight after that, that the two brothers slept in the same nest - unless batstar aked aspenkit to sleep with his 'foster' mother.

aspenpaw
and so the jounary begins.

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