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Description
Name : turtlekit (tail when warrior)
Current age: 6 moons
Gender : female
Rank : kit (though due for apprenticeship)
Clan : sproutclan but stolen by ashclan
Positive traits : sweet , follows the code / loyalty , adept hunter
Negative traits : overly shy / scardy cat , clingy when nervous , easily peer pressured

Turtlekit is a shy gentle soul who doesnt like to fight much. She much rather prefers to be diplomatic or at least have a fair and true reason to fight. She is loyal to the cats of her clan and the code. She would break the code if she thinks what shes doing is right .

Turtlekit remembers her mom giving her yummy milk, grooming her and teaching her how to be good. She remembers her siblings and how they batted her with their tiny paws struggling to be first to get food.
She remembers being able to leave the den for the first time and getting to play in the camp. Getting to listen to the older cats tell her stories or her being a look out for her siblings who were getting into trouble. She loved all of it. It made her happy.

But now as she swings fron the mouth of this stranger she was losing all of it. She yowled out loudly begging for her family to hear her. Her captor simply batted at her hissing for her to shut up before he used his claws on her. She went silent. She was terrified and didnt want to anger this cat anymore.

Being in the enemy camp was weird for her. It stunk first off. She just could not get used to the stench. The cats were hostile to her and the other kits. They had to keep to themselves and keep quiet or face being hit at. All Turtlekit wants is to go back to her mother.

Description
Name : turtlekit (tail when warrior)
Current age: 6 moons
Gender : female
Rank : kit (though due for apprenticeship)
Clan : sproutclan but stolen by ashclan
Positive traits : sweet , follows the code / loyalty , adept hunter
Negative traits : overly shy / scardy cat , clingy when nervous , easily peer pressured

Turtlekit is a shy gentle soul who doesnt like to fight much. She much rather prefers to be diplomatic or at least have a fair and true reason to fight. She is loyal to the cats of her clan and the code. She would break the code if she thinks what shes doing is right .

Turtlekit remembers her mom giving her yummy milk, grooming her and teaching her how to be good. She remembers her siblings and how they batted her with their tiny paws struggling to be first to get food.
She remembers being able to leave the den for the first time and getting to play in the camp. Getting to listen to the older cats tell her stories or her being a look out for her siblings who were getting into trouble. She loved all of it. It made her happy.

But now as she swings fron the mouth of this stranger she was losing all of it. She yowled out loudly begging for her family to hear her. Her captor simply batted at her hissing for her to shut up before he used his claws on her. She went silent. She was terrified and didnt want to anger this cat anymore.

Being in the enemy camp was weird for her. It stunk first off. She just could not get used to the stench. The cats were hostile to her and the other kits. They had to keep to themselves and keep quiet or face being hit at. All Turtlekit wants is to go back to her mother.