RAVENKIT, kit [future medicine cat apprentice]

Welcome, visitor. Welcome to a forest where four Clans reside in constant competition, where loners and rogues struggle on the sidelines, where the strong are outmaneuvered by the weak and the brave make their own way through will alone. Welcome to a forest where StarClan does not speak, and no cat knows the reason for their silence. In a forest where nothing is certain, the only constant is the will of individuals to survive because every breath could be their last.

When the ancestors they vaunted went silent, there was confusion at first. Then there was panic and fear, unrest and blame. Moons passed without a word from the Clans' starry ancestors, and tensions rose until at last a bloodbath at Fourtrees put an end to the Gathering tradition. Thus began a period of silence between all the Clans of the forest—one which continues to stretch on with no end in sight.

Now StarClan has been silent for a full year, and chaos still reigns. ThunderClan and RiverClan are on the verge of war, and conflict within ShadowClan has split the Clan into two factions—the believers and the rebels. No cat hears from WindClan any more, as they keep to themselves and their so-called prophet, worshipping her in lieu of the ancestors who no-longer offer their guidance. As falling leaves herald the leaf-bare that is on its way, no cat knows what the coming moons will hold for the forest's four Clans.

RAVENKIT, kit [future medicine cat apprentice] Dec 6, 2014 17:52:11 GMT -5

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Post by i z z i e ! on Dec 6, 2014 17:52:11 GMT -5

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» clan: WindClan
» age: four moons
» gender: she-cat
» rank: kit, future medicine cat apprentice
» status: healthy
» mentor/apprentice: Spiderthorn (future)

» description: Small black she-cat with green eyes.[/ul]
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There's nothing particularly unique about Ravenkit. She is tiny, though that's to be expected given that she isn't yet out of the nursery. That said, even when she reaches maturity, Ravenkit will always be on the smaller side. She'll forever be at a disadvantage in traditional battle, but that's fine by her. Fights are brutish things, and Ravenkit, the Clan's future medicine cat and right hand of their great prophet, is above them.

Her fur is solid black, without any hint of markings, and soft, though she couldn't really be called long-haired. She has pale green eyes, the color of chips of jade; they're big, wide, and innocent, like a kit's should be. Her dainty frame completes the illusion, creating an image that others can't help but want to protect. It is here that Ravenkit succeeds, where her prospective mentor has failed. It goes against instinct to suspect her of foul play. She's simply too precious to do wrong.

The innocence that seemingly defines her isn't always there, however. She is careful not to show it to just anyone, but at times her eyes are lit with a sharp, fierce intelligence. Ravenkit's every move is deliberate, and when she projects innocence, it's no different.

» personality:

sweet . polite . clever . shrewd . manipulative . self-serving

There is a great divide between the outer and inner Ravenkit, but it's one that she hides so well that her Clanmates have not noticed it. On the surface, she is just the most adorable little kit, friendly and helpful and maybe a little gullible. Well, maybe a lot gullible. But that can be excused in a kit of only four moons. It's just awful, you might think, that she's saddled with Spiderthorn as a mentor; he'll take such terrible advantage of her.

Yes. It's just awful.

Do keep thinking so.

You see, beneath her kindness and inexperience, Ravenkit is an unparalleled manipulator for a cat her age. Far from being a victim of Spiderthorn's schemes, she sees his intentions and goes along with his plans anyway -- but she keeps up her facade even with her future mentor. It's just so funny to her how willing others are to underestimate her, and she intends to use their ignorance to get ahead. After all, perhaps Palestar's children have come to suspect Spiderthorn.

But who would ever blame a precious, naive little creature like Ravenkit?

» background:

If the brother of WindClan's leader and the sister of its medicine cat reproduce, their offspring is virtually destined for greatness.

Ravenkit was the only kit born in Gorsepelt and Rookfeather's most recent litter, a fuzzy black she-kit with a grand future. Upon her birth, the prophet Palestar deigned to visit her new niece. She took a good look at the wriggling blob of fur and said that she could sense enormous potential in this kit. Yes, little Ravenkit was certainly destined to be apprenticed to her uncle, Spiderthorn.

So all through the heat of greenleaf, Ravenkit grew, always reminded that when she reached six moons of age, she would embark upon her training as a medicine cat. Spiderthorn, maybe seeing some new connection to Palestar in his future apprentice, began informally training her as soon as he could. He visited her regularly, coming off as just a doting uncle to the majority of WindClan. But his actual intentions were not so pure; Ravenkit, in her youth and inexperience, was a perfect target for his manipulation. Far from being taught the importance of healing, she has learned poison and politics and a healthy distrust for all the cats around her.

In just under two moons, she will truly begin her apprenticeship. And, having spent her whole life preparing, Ravenkit is ready.

(Watch out, WindClan.)

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[/b]Gorsepelt
» mother: Rookfeather

» brothers: Darktail . Smokestorm . Batflight
» sisters: Ivypatch[/ul][/font]