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Name: Dawnkit
Formerly: 'Dawny'
Gender: Female

Rank: Kitten
Mentor/Apprentice: N/A

Skills:
    -
Quick witted
    - Light on her feet

Weaknesses:
   
- Scared of loud noises
    - Lacks physical strength

Appearance: 
A dusty brown she-cat with clay brown patches and tabby stripes with bright yellow eyes.

Personality: 
    -
Affectionate - loves to snuggle and play with friends.
    - Playful - is happiest when playing games with companions.
    - Easily startled - loud noises and intense moments freak her out.
    - Silver-tongued - uses her quick wit to her advantage often.
    - Easily amused - finds little pranks or jokes highly amusing.
    - Curious - gets interested in objects and topics easily.
    -
Snarky - sometimes gets a little too full of herself.

Brief Backstory: Dawnkit was born to two barn cats: James and Cotton. Her father -- James -- often went on long treks to find food for the family, as the abandoned barn didn't have an abundance of mice. Instead, it seemed that the dilapidated building was attracting the attention of rats. One night, near dusk, her mother was alarmed by the sound of harsh squeaking. It was soon after she had given birth to her kittens, a she-kit named Dawny (Dawnkit) and a smaller tom named Hayfever. (Dawny named for the dawn light visible through the broken barn door when they were born. Hayfever for the constant sneezing the tom experienced in the hours after his birth.) Cotton rose and went to investigate, only to find a rather irritated rat scurrying through the hay towards the kittens. She fought it off as best she could, though she received a bite to her paw. James returned a day later to find his newborn kittens nursing at a weak Cotton's belly. The rat's mouth was a breeding ground for bacteria, and she was no doubt feeling the early onset of an infection to go on top of her weakness from kitting. Cotton asked her mate to take the kits somewhere safe, since James wouldn't always be around to defend the trio, and thus there was no guarantee of their safety. He hesitantly agreed, picking up his kits after long debate, being sure that his mate was away from danger. He traveled to a group of cats that he'd scented on his travels, knowing the kits would be safer with an established clan. Hayfever was weak from the travel, and perished shortly after arriving, whilst 'Dawny' -- shortly thereafter renamed Dawnkit -- was given to the care of a Nursing queen.

Mate: N/A
Kits: N'A

Kin: 
    - Cotton (mother) presumed alive.
    - James (father) presumed alive.
    - Hayfever 'Haykit' (brother) deceased.

Roleplay Example: With their sensitive noses required for tracking viable prey in such unfavorable conditions,it was no surprise that their sense of
smell was hypersensitive. That being said, as the enormous tom pushed into the den, the pungent smell hit his nose. Squinting, 
he looked over towards where his trusted Medicine cat stood. "What in the name of Starclan is that sme--" He paused his question
as she promptly informed him that there were molded herbs. Buzzardstar blinked and frowned subtly, though the expression
wasn't aimed at Stonesplash. If those herbs tampered with the others, Peakclan could be in trouble. Shaking his pelt, he trotted
over, his fur bouncing as  he did. He stopped beside her, not heeding the warning to stay out. Tilting his head back, he pin-pointed
the scent.

Raising his tail, he touched it to her shoulder and eased her back down to all fours. "Stand down, soldier." He mused, heaving himself
up onto his hind legs, peering into the storage. Squinting  into the dusky cubby, Buzzardstar's muzzle scrunched up. It smelled awful,
but that wasn't the point. The point was, it needed to be removed, for the clans safety, for Stonesplash's safety. He  pushed his muzzle
into the cubby. He didn't want to risk dropping any of the herbs on the herbs that were exposed, so he swiftly took up the molded
herbs in his maw and jerked out quickly. Backing up a couple strides from the herb storage before ducking his head to set the herbs
down, rasping his tongue over his muzzle in disgust. He crouched and sniffed at the putrid foliage. "What is it, Stonesplash?"
He turned his eyes on her, relaxing his face to a curious one, his eyes calm and filled with the affection that came with the long
history he had with the loyal she-cat.

|| That's just a long example eheh. Honestly I can do whatever. c:
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