[Neptune.]

Cinderkit
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6 moons || she/her || ShadowClan Kit
small black tabby with minimal white markings; amber eyes

Eyes widen briefly in shock as her grandmother calls her name. Cinderkit had been expecting to have to wait another moon to receive her name due to her... predicament... A tremor of mixed fear and excitement dance together in her gut, ears pinned back nervously. The Shadowledge wasn't very far away, but Cinder's footing isn't solid yet, she really shouldn't do a whole lot of moving she thinks or the new scar tissue and scabs on her hind stump might reopen. Still...

Taking a shaky breath, the tabby pulls herself to all three legs again, feeling slightly dizzy, but her face is set and determined. She's becoming an apprentice today. She can't not get her name with all her siblings. Even if she can't start training right away... at least she can get her name! Wobbly and uneven, Cinderkit hobbles to the Shadowledge, taking small steps and concentrating hard. 'You can do it,' she repeats in her head like a mantra, half walking, half shuffling, half hopping as she slowly makes her way over, the leaf binding crinkling all the while she moved... she hoped Mossy or momma wouldn't have to change it again after this meeting.

Once she was where she needed to be, Cinderkit sits down again, all her weight to the left side of her body. She feels sore, though there's no leg there to be sore at all, and she doesn't want to hurt herself even more... she's still wrestling with her new reality and how this was all her fault... still, walking even the length of the clearing was tiring and painful now and she hates that. She can't keep up anymore. Shame and guilt rise in her throat like bile, but Cinderkit pushes that to the side and raises determined amber eyes up to Dawnstar, the gratitude for being allowed to receive her name with her family written plainly all over her face.