Name: Laurel
Gender: Female
Age: 2 Moons
Is your character a kit or an expecting queen?: Yes (Kit)
Reason for Joining: Her mother and littermates got caught by twolegs a couple of days ago and is looking for shelter, stumbbeled here by chance.
Rank Request: Kit
New Name Request (optional): Laurelkit, eventually Laureltail (Or whatever other suffix the leader sees fit)
Mention Me: @
Moonraven
STARTER
Laurel slowly stumbbeled through Windclan territory, unknowingly crossing the border and continuing onward, hoping to find... Something, anything. Her small paws already felt sore from all the walking and her stomach was empty besides from a weird bug she managed to catch, which upset her belly more than fill it, but aye, it was something. Still, her belly was already rumbling, asking the tiny kitten for food it couldnt provide.
Eventually she hopped onto a small pile of stones and colapsed from the exhaustion . The warmth of the rocks was... Nice, she could stay there for a little bit, better than resting in the ground (not like her legs would suport her for much longuer anyway). She streched and layed down for a little while, forcing herself to not inmediatly fall asleep and become an even easier target for whatever lurked in there. Eventually, a familiar scent got caught in her nose. The little kitten could barely distinguish what it was, the only scents she knew by memory where those of her mother and littermates, and they were very far away now, but she was able to distinguish that they belongued to cats. What cats? Who knew, but maybe they could help! She picked herself up and followed the trail, forcing her legs to do one last efford. As she continued foward, where the smell felt more intense, she screamed as loud as she could manage, her words being cut by several pants and gasps for air.
"Hello? A-anyone? Help... Please!"