Name
Cloverkit/paw/leaf
Gender
She-cat
Appearance
Cloverkit is a small, delicate little she-cat, with soft, tiny paws and smooth kitten fur.
a beautiful white and orange patched she-kit with amber eyes. Like most else about her, Cloverkit's appearance is smooth and pleasing to the eyes. Her coat is fastidiously kept and soft as down naturally, though it does him little good when she is looking for cover in the forest. the only time her orange-blotched pelt helps him blend in is during the first snows in leaf-fall, what her coat does offer is a thick and insulating layer of warmth. Clover rarely finds herself cold. Her tender eyes are a soft amber as warm and inviting as honey that speak of a touch gentler than that of a lamb.
Personality
It's of no surprise the young kit, with such small little delicate paws, is equally as gentle as she looks in her personality. She is the quiet, yet playful, sister, always bounding after her more rambunctious brothers for a game to play. She doesn't nip or bite, and is rather even tempered, always looking up rather than looking down. She has a soft-spoken voice, which elders can have a hard time hearing, she hates to be loud or yell. Her reaction to any kind of rough playing is to run off and find another, safer game to play, or just take a nap in the nursery. As far as kits go, she's not too much of a pawful, although she is quite playful when it comes down to it and won't miss a chance to scamper off and play with her sibling.
Along with her apparent failure to observe obvious phenomenon, she is a daydreamer with a powerful imagination. As a result, she drifts away when she isn't distracted by something, and as a negative, can easily get bad dreams or afraid when she hears something scary that makes her imagine said scary thing. She is known for stumbling right into a den wall while off in her own mind, or once or twice, tumble right into the warrior's den. Her clumsy little paws always find themselves somewhere she doesn't belong, and by no fault of her own choosing - she doesn't typically go looking for trouble or wander off.
Since she is shy, she rarely talks first, and often ducks her head, ears flicked back, nervously waiting for a moment in which she can feel she is accepted in the presence of the other cats.
she's a rather sensitive cat, easily hurt, and often finds herself upset when another cat is sad. She is delicate inside and out, and so easily hurt, can be seen as a crybaby or whiny by others. She doesn't try to cry or whine, she simply hates it when cats are mean to each other, and finds herself extremely hurt when cats she cares about insult or taunt her, even if they're joking. She's not old enough to tell the difference between a joke and an insult, and even if she was, there's often a grey line between the two, hardly defined.
Other
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