Post by Minteh Freshness on Dec 6, 2016 18:59:54 GMT
☀ INDIGO ☀
NAME: Sprite - Indigo
GENDER: female
AGE: 43 moons
CLAN: no clan
POSITION:kittypet - loner queen
SHORT DESCRIPTION: a minimal marking calico Siberian she-cat with river blue eyes
APPEARANCE:
Body || Due to the fact that she was orphaned after a few hours and was given to a she-cat that barely fed her anything, her growth was stunted. Siberians tend to get large, not nearly as large as Maine Coons though, but instead of being as large as she should have been, she is about the same height as an average male cat. She is also quite lithe, though as of right now she is almost fur, skin and bones along with a baby belly. Her fur is between long and medium length and quite thick. It's longer on her neck, chest, belly, and tail. It's shorter on her legs, face, back and paws.
Color || Indigo's overall color is white. Her fur, when clean, is white as snow. At least until you hit her points. She has a diamond mask on her face of both grey tabby and ginger tabby. The grey tabby takes up the middle of her face and the orange tabby surrounds her eyes. On her right ear, it is completely made up of grey tabby fur but at the base where it meets her head is a thin stripe of orange tabby separating the grey and white. Her left ear is made up of even patches of grey and ginger. Her tail mostly has grey tabby but there are stripes of ginger throughout it along with creamy white mixed in towards the base. Both hind paws/legs are pure white, though her paw pads alternate between blackish grey and pink. Her right from paw is ginger. The toe beans on her right front are all pink except for one that is half pink and half blackish grey. The larger pad on that foot is that dark grey. Her left paw is a mixture of ginger and grey and the coloring on her pads match up with the grey and ginger on her paws. All of her whiskers are white and her nose is a swirl of pink and grey.
Eyes || Indigo's eyes are a bright, yet dark blue. They are a solid color, only broken by the black of her pupils. At night her eyes match the night sky and her name, turning to an Indigo blue color.
PERSONALITY:
~Laid Back~
Indigo is more of a relax rather than worry, stay calm rather than freak out, keep peace rather than make war type of cat. She's not one to start a fight and would much rather avoid them if possible, both because of her personality and because she is horrible at fighting, but that doesn't mean she won't fight if it comes to it and there are no other ways out of it. Especially if her loved ones are in danger. She'll give it all she's got but she is sort of a coward. She'd rather live another day to be with her loved ones, than have to give her life up for a cause. Though after her first litter being taken from her, both by death and two-legs, she will muster up enough courage to give her life if it meant saving them. She never wants to go through losing another of her kits.
~Polite~
Indigo first learned to be polite with her foster mother. Her foster mother would really only allow her to come in to nurse if she was polite, but then Indigo was only able to get enough to keep her healthy. She understands rudeness, as her foster mother had been rude to her, and at first she thought it was just normal. That's all she had known until she met an old tom, who was kind to her. That was when she started to realize that cats could be either but after meeting and befriending Kyro, she started to wonder why any cat would choose to be rude over being kind and polite. Indigo would never allow herself to be rude. The one time she had been, she had apologized profusely. Because of this, she often fears having others being mad at her or gaining disapproval from anyone, whether she knows them well or not. She's never really had the initiative of taking what she's wanted or needed. The fear of being at the mercy of other's wrath often keeps her from doing things that would help her.
~Caring/Protective~
She had never really been cared for as a kit, especially the love and protection of a caring mother. She'd never felt it from her foster mother but she had seen it from that she-cat. She had seen it happen between the mother and her true kits. She'd never felt the love of siblings as the kits she grew up with were ordered to ignore her. The first time she ever felt the care of another cat was from a young tom in the cage next door. Her future best friend and mate. He showed her what it was like to have someone care about you to have yourself care about someone else in return. The second time she felt this was with her two-legs. It was love, care, and protection, just a different kind from Kyro's. It was really then that she realized the world had so many other emotions and experiences than what she had originally thought. The second time she cared for someone else was with her first litter of kittens. She loved all four of them, even the two that were stillborn. She wanted to care for them and protect them forever. She never wanted to let them go because this feeling inside of her made her feel whole, as if half of her was missing and she hadn't know it until she had seen those kits for the first time. Now, she wants to feel like that all the time. She wants everyone to know the love and beauty that is in the world. She wants kits to grow up knowing the love of a mother. She never wants anyone to have to go through what she did as a kit. She doesn't care if anyone is a stranger. She wants to share love and peace with the world.
~Curious~
Without being able to play with the other kits growing up, Indigo became curious about everything. When a normal kit would be playing, she'd be watching everything around her, taking everything in. When she met that old tom, she asked him many questions about him and soaked up every last word of his stories. She noticed early on that life could be cruel to some and could be kind to others. Meeting her future mate made her even more curious as he seemed to know everything about the outside world, despite his young age. He told her of the good stuff as well as the bad stuff, whereas the old tom had only told good stories. Everything new she saw, she was instantly curious. Normally she'd turn to ask Kyro to explain to her what it was and what it's purpose was and anything else, but as of late, she's been having to catch herself from asking the questions aloud since he isn't there anymore. Her curiosity hasn't been quenched yet and if you ever meet her, be ready for an array of questions.
~Survival Qualities~
Indigo is absolutely horrible at fighting. She only has one fighting bone in her body and that is tied with her protective side. Since she spent most of her life in the shelter or in the two-leg's home, she had never really tasted real prey until Kyro caught her something a month after they were first let out of the two-leg den. And even with having the luxury of being able to go outdoors, her hunting lessons were few and far between and Kyro mostly caught their prey. Though when they finally ran away and made a new home for themselves, she did get some more hunting lessons from her mate, but she hardly ever caught anything. Hunting and fighting are two things she's horrible at, but there are things she's good at. She has a knack for fishing and she was able to pick up tracking pretty quickly. Fishing coincides with her love of swimming. Perhaps she had a Riverclan ancestor? She loves the taste of fish as they seem to taste wild in a similar yet different way than forest prey. If she could, she'd spend all day swimming and fishing. Now, on to tracking. She has a great senses. Her sense of smell is superb at picking up scents, even the smallest and stalest of them. Her eye sight is sharp. She can pick up the tiniest movement on the ground from where she was sitting on a branch high up in the trees. She's pretty good about finding paw tracks. Her hearing is probably just a little sharper than an average cat's but not by much. But she's been trying to train herself to listen for prey sounds.
~Abandonment Issues~
Deep down Indigo has some abandonment issues but she tries real hard to keep them from showing. She feels her parents abandoned her as a kit, since she never knew them, the she-cat that raised her never really gave her the light of day which the same happened with the kits she grew up with, the old tom she befriended was taken away, two of her kits were taken by death while the other two were taken by two-legs. The one cat she thought would always be there for her, Kyro, was taken by two-legs and when that happened, she felt herself start to break inside. Cracks slowly grew in her each passing day Kyro didn't return and now she is worried that without Kyro there to help her, her second litter will be taken away from her as well because it seems anyone she meets either leaves or is taken away and it gives her constant anxiety, though she has learned to push it down. One day it may push back and rear it's ugly head. Hopefully she will be strong enough when that day comes and hopefully she will have her loved ones surrounding her when it does happen.
HISTORY:
~Early Life~
Indigo was born to loner parents, though her mother died while trying to have Indigo's siblings, none of which were able to be born, and her father was hit by a monster while trying to get her to safety when a dog started chasing them. Indigo was left on the road by her father's body until one two-leg finally stopped. Indigo was saved and taken to a vet. After the trip to the vet she was sent to a shelter where they had a she-cat that had just had kittens. Indigo was put in with the litter, the mother begrudgingly taking her in, though she definitely didn't love her like her own kits.
Indigo grew up, separated from the other kits because the mother made sure not to let her play with her kits. In fact she only let Indigo nurse enough to stay healthy, then she would push her away. So, Indigo grey up in the cage surrounded by a family, but always alone. She didn't really mind though. It was how she grew up. It was the only thing she knew. She played by herself and created her own games in a poor imitation of the games the other kits played in.
Finally, when it was time to wean the kits, Indigo had actually already been weaned and eating the food the humans gave her. All of the kits were taken away from the adult she-cat and put into one large cage together. There were plenty of toys and now more people and smells came by. Indigo, then called Sprite though it was just a sound the humans made when they looked at her, continued to play by herself as the other kittens continued to ignore her. There was an old tom in the cage next to theirs and after listening to some of his stories, she quickly became friends with the old feline. But one day the old tom was taken out of his cage, still purring though it was weak. Sprite waited for him to come back until she got bored, then she played with one of the feathery toys. She looked up when one of the humans that fed her, the one that had taken the old tom, came back, carrying a new cat. This new cat was placed in the old tom's cage and Sprite became confused. Where was the old tom?
She crept closer to the other cage, only to reel backwards when the cat, a she-cat, hissed and spat at her. It took a while before Sprite worked up the courage to come closer and speak to the new feline. "Where is the old tom?" She asked. The she-cat spat at her again, but when the kitten didn't move back like last time, she growled and stalked closer. "Don't you know what happens in places like this, kit? If you aren't adopted by humans, when they need space for more incoming cats, they kill you." Sprite gasped and cowered back. "Or if they think you are too sick or old they'll do the same. Can't you smell the death in this place? It stinks up every room, clings to your fur, hides in the corners..." The she-cat continued but Sprite had had enough, she ran as quickly as she could to the farthest corner of the cage she could get from that she-cat as the strange cat's cackle followed her. Was that going to happen to her? She used to be friendly with the humans because they always played with her and pet her fur, and scratched those tough to get to places, but the next time a human came to mess with her, she hid in the back.
The she-cat that had replaced the old tom wasn't there long. She was taken out, hissing and spitting. And she didn't come back. Sprite wasn't sure what had happened to her, but she was more wary of the next feline that was put into the cage bordering hers. It was a young cat like herself, but a tom. She tried to stay away, but finally curiosity got the better of her, despite wondering if he was like the previous tenet of that cage. He smelled differently, though it was quickly fading. He smelled crisp and clean, not like chemicals and stale air. When Sprite got close enough to the wire mesh that separated them, he glanced over at her and asked "Have you ever been outside of this place?" Sprite didn't speak. Instead she shook her head no. The brightness in his eyes dimmed down for a moment with sadness before he perked back up again. "Then let me tell you all about it." He proceeded to tell her about his life and it helped to cheer Sprite up once more until she was purring all the time, even when humans came by to play with her or pet her or give her shots. The two of them were almost inseparable now.
And finally a day came where Sprite's life changed. A young human came by her cage, she was 8 moons now and had been moved to her own cage, though thankfully it was still next to her friend, just on the other side of him. The young human kept making strange cooing and gleeful sounds as it looked back and forth between Sprite and the tom, whose name was Kyro. Two more humans joined the little female, female and male adult humans. They must be the kit's parents. Sprite thought. She started purring and rubbing against the door of her cage, Kyro purring as well. "Can you understand what they are saying?" Sprite asked Kyro. She'd grown up around humans and could understand a few words. Just not enough to know what was going on. "I think they are thinking of taking us home." He replied.
Sprite wondered, not for the first time in her life, what that would be like. Kyro had said that some humans kept their cats indoors, while others let them go in and out as they pleased. Sprite was so happy she started meowing in her soft voice, not loud like several other cats often do. Kyro, despite being a Siamese (who were known to talk a lot), kept quiet. The older humans picked up the piece of paper above her cage and then did the same with Kyro's. Sprite knew it didn't happen very often, but she really hoped that she could be taken to a new home with Kyro. The family moved on and Sprite sighed sadly. "Don't be sad just yet!" Kyro said, trying to console her.
They weren't adopted that day. Or even that week. But then the next week rolled around and while she was taking a nap, her cage door opened. Sprite blinked open her bright blue eyes and look lazily at the human that peered in. Instantly, she started to purr and didn't fight when the human stuck his hands in and picked her up. She was pulled to the chest of the human and pet, which made her purr more. She glanced back at the cages, expecting to smile at Kyro, but was shocked when she didn't see him in his cage! Her purring stopped abruptly and she grew worried. The human holding her spoke something and continued to stroke her.
Sprite was completely frozen with worry until she saw him in the arms of another human. She called out to him and he looked up. She could tell he had been worried as well, but his face softened when he saw her. Sprite started purring again and when the human holding her stopped next to the one holding him, she reached out a paw and set it on his nose. He purred and shook her paw off of him. "I was worried you were gone." She meowed. "I wouldn't leave without you." He replied. Sprite beamed with happiness and glanced around, shocked to see the young female human and her parents back.
Before she could ask what was going on, the two of them were gently set into separate pet carriers. They were similar in size to the cages they had been in before so Sprite easily settled down. She glanced through the wire mesh, which was a lot smaller now since a hard plastic made up most of the carrier, and looked over at Kyro. "Are we being adopted?" She asked, surprised and hopeful. He grinned back at her. "Yup and I'm pretty sure we are going to be adopted by the same two-legs!" Sprite couldn't believe it. She was going to be with her best friend for the rest of her life! A few minutes later the humans, or two-legs as many cats called them, picked up the carriers and they were taken outside. Outside! Sprite tried to look at everything all at once, but the door was too small and they were moving too quickly for her to really get a good look. But that air! It was divine! It tickled at the memory of her first meeting with Kyro. But it was over all too soon and they were back inside an enclosed space, though it was different than the shelter she had spent her life in.
A while later, in which time she was starting to feel car sick though she didn't know it was called that until Kyro told her, the car stopped and her crate was taken out into the wide world once more. It was nearing night time now, sunset to be exact. All she saw was a flash of colors before being once more inside a building, only this one smelled different than the one she had spent most of her life in.
~A New Life~
Sprite spent the first few days in a room with the door closed. Thankfully Kyro was with her. When they were let out of their carriers, Sprite was instantly going about, curious about her new home. After a few minutes, Kyro called to her from where he was seated on a windowsill, where he had been watching her with amusement. Sprite jumped up to where her friend was and looked out the window. She gasped at what she saw. It was after dusk, the sky turning a dark blue. "Is that the sky? What a dark blue! I've never seen such a gorgeous shade of blue before! And look at the lights in the sky! Are those the stars?" Kyro chuckled. "That color is called Indigo. And yes those are the stars. You will be able to see more as night falls farther, but you won't be able to see as many here in the city. You have to go to the forest to see them better. Or the fields. Once you've tried running full out in those fields, you'll love them just as much as me." Sprite tore her gaze away from what was now her favorite color, to look at the tom. He seemed so happy talking about the fields. "Will you take me there one day?"She asked. "Of course." Was his answer. He didn't tell her that it really depended on whether these humans allowed them to roam outside.
Sprite and Kyro stayed in that room for the next few days, talking about their plans for the future and all the things Kyro would go take Sprite to see. When the humans opened up the door so the two felines could get to know their new home, they went everywhere with one another. Every night, just after dusk, Sprite would go up onto a windowsill and stare out at the night sky. Kyro was often laying next to her, napping. But one night, a week after they had been adopted, Kyro was staring at her. He startled her with his voice. "Do you like your name, Sprite?" She looked down at him and then shrugged. "It's what the humans gave me. It's all I've ever known." Kyro looked surprised. "Your parents didn't give you a name?" Sprite shook her head. "I never knew them. I was found as a kit, just a few hours old and was given to one of the nursing she-cat's in the shelter. She never gave me a name and I realized the humans had given me one when they kept saying Sprite every time they spoke to me." He looked sad for a moment before lifting his shimmering blue eyes to her own. "If you could pick your own name, what would you pick?" Sprite looked at him for a few seconds before lifting her gaze to the sky once more. In the darkness, her river blue eyes darkened to match the sky above. "Indigo." She whispered. "I would choose Indigo."
Kyro grinned at that and lifted to his paws to rub her head against her cheek. "Then Indigo it is." He meowed. And so, Sprite became Indigo, though her owners still called her by Sprite. She didn't mind though. As far as she could tell, two-legs weren't very bright about understanding cats. But at least they were nice. It was three moons before her owners finally allowed them to go outside and she was 11 moons then. Indigo ran out the door in her excitement but froze on the last step before her paws touched the grass. She just stared at it until Kyro padded up next to her and rubbed against her. "Come on Indigo." He said. They took the step together, paws touching the grass at the same moment. Indigo jumped the rest of the way and stopped in a particularly thick patch of grass, which had moss underneath it. She kneaded the ground before rolling over and rubbing against the grass. "It's wonderful!" She mrowed. After a moment she laid still and sighed happily. Kyro laid down next to her and smoothed her fur as well as getting the grass off of her with his tail. "Our two-legs will probably give you a bath after this. Your white fur is all dirty." Indigo shrugged. "I don't care. I'm fine with water."
Kyro looked at her with surprise. "A cat that's okay with water? The only cats that I know are like that are the ones in that clan that is surrounded by water." Indigo looked at him with interest. "Really? Tell me more about them. Are they wild?" He proceeded to tell her about the clans, from what he had learned from others and from his own experiences with the clans. As always, Indigo was hooked onto his every word.
At first, they weren't let out for too long and only under supervision as the two-legs feared they would take off. But after a week of Indigo and Kyro sticking to the yard, they finally started letting them out when they asked. It was a few more weeks before Kyro started taking Indigo on adventures. He'd actually lived in this area before so he knew all sorts of places to go to. They always returned back to their two-leg's den before night fall.
Several moons snuck by and Indigo went from 12 moons to 19 moons. Winter had arrived and the white stuff that settled across the land like a blanket had Indigo entranced. Indigo and Kyro played in the snow, both of them vanishing with their mostly white pelts. Indigo's fluff kept mot of the cold snow from reaching her skin and while Kyro had thick fur, it still wasn't long like hers and he got colder faster. After playing in the snow, they would go back inside and curl up with one another near the fire, letting the flames and their own body heat warm one another. The snow got higher and the two-leg kit they lived with created an igloo and tunnels, in which the two felines liked to wander through and nap in. They couldn't go on many adventures with the snow, but Indigo and Kyro both were happy to just be in one another's presence.
Spring rolled around and melted the snow. Indigo wasn't too fond of the rain that came with Spring, despite her liking of water. Being in rain wasn't like getting a bath or taking a swim. Instead, the droplets of water soaked her fur and thrummed against her skin and splashed in her eyes. Indigo tended to stay inside more during the rainy days. Along with the new season, Indigo and Kyro had become closer than just friends. They were mates now.
But when her belly started to get big and not just from the food, Kyro became upset. Indigo didn't know what the matter was and he wouldn't talk to her until she finally made him. "You're pregnant." He mrowed. Indigo blinked at him before smiling with happiness and amazement. "Really?! We're going to have kits! Isn't that a good thing?" Kyro shook his head, his blue eyes panicked. "No! I mean yes, but not when you are a kittypet! Two-leg's take the kittens and give them away once they are weaned!" Indigo gave him an incredulous look. "I'm sure our two-legs would never do something like that. They are nice." Kyro just shook his head and stalked away, still upset.
In the passing weeks, he stayed by her side but still seemed extremely upset. When it finally came time for her to have her kits, her two-legs set up a box with a blanket inside and a blanket covering it as most pregnant cats seemed to like having their kits in dark places. Indigo went into the box. Her first two kits came quite easily for it being her first time, within ten minutes of each other, but Indigo felt something was wrong as it took longer for the others. The two-legs seemed at ease until a half hour had passed. Finally, her contractions started again and she had the last two. Only, when she started licking them did she realize something was actually wrong. They weren't moving at all. They weren't even breathing. She continued to clean them with vigor, her panic growing until she finally cried out to Kyro. He rushed in. "Kyro, why aren't they moving?! Why won't they move?" She kept crying out questions at him and his head drooped. "I'm sorry Indigo, but they didn't make it." He moved to take them away from her and she cried out. Her paw was lightning quick as she scooped the two stillborn kit to her side and tried to revive them.
When exhaustion finally hit her, she fell asleep, clutching her kittens to her. When she woke up, the two stillborn kits were gone. She cried out mournfully and curled herself around her two remaining kits, who were quite lively with pushing one another to get to the milk. Indigo spent most of her time the next few months with her living kits. She was quieter and still mournful of her two deceased kits, but she did her best to be the best mother to her two remaining kits. One was a little miniature of his father, just with longer fur and the other was a short haired she-kit. The she-kit had just a touch of brown on her nose, paws, and tail when she was born but as she got older her fur started to darken until she had a dark brown mask on her face, brown on her ears, along her whole tail and on her paws. Kyro and Indigo named the tom Flame and the she-kit Lilac.
Indigo didn't believe what Kyro had once told her, about how the two-legs would get rid of their kits. Especially after watching her two-legs and their kit play with her own. They were all one big happy family and even Kyro was starting to relax more. They took the kits out into the back yard and taught them all of what Kyro had taught Indigo about the world.
Indigo believed her world to be perfect. Until one fateful day. Her two-leg's often had other two-legs over, and sometimes they played with the cats, but this time was different. Their whole attention was on her kits, though they did exchange words with her two-legs. Indigo could feel her hair start to rise but she didn't know what to do. She glanced over to see Kyro was just as spooked as her. At least until he leaped at the stranger two-leg that was holding one of their kittens and was turning as if he was going to leave. Kyro let out a battle cry as he jumped. He landed on the two-leg's leg and bit down on him, making him yelp, but he didn't drop their kit. Indigo's two-legs grabbed him, Indigo and their other kit and put them into a room with a closed door. Kyro paced at the door while Indigo curled up around her remaining kit, feeling shock running through her. Kyro finally stopped and threw himself to the floor in defeat when they heard the vehicle drive away. The next time their other kitten was taken away, Kyro and Indigo had been locked in a room while the slept. The only woke to the sound of two-leg voices and realized their remaining kit wasn't in the room with them. Indigo meowed loudly at the closed door while Kyro paced on the windowsill, then watched as the two-legs took their kit out of the house and drove away.
They decided they were going to run away and live as wild cats, perhaps in that field Kyro had always wanted to show Indigo, but they never got the chance. Instead they were stuck in the house and neither one of them wanted to leave one another when there were chances to be had, especially when they knew that both of them wouldn't be able to slip out of an open door before it closed. Indigo was 25 moons when the last of her kits was taken from her. It would be six more moons until winter rolled around once more and their two-legs' kit stopped playing with them and was instead always in bed. Indigo at first would lay in bed with her until the stench of sickness became too much. Then both felines skirted around the room the little female two-leg kit was in.
A month after Spring started, their two-legs started to put their belonging's into boxes. Even Indigo and Kyro's stuff were being packed away. Indigo was confused so she asked Kyro what they were doing but he didn't know either. Both of them just watched from a windowsill. A week later large monsters pulled up to a stop outside of their two-leg's den. To the feline's shock, the boxes were being moved out of the house and into the back end of the monsters. Within two days everything was gone. Kyro realized what was happening when the two-legs came in with cat carriers and started to reach for them. A breeze wafted past them and both cats glanced to the open door that led to the outside world. Instead of letting their two-leg catch them, they both bolted out of the house and across the front lawn to someone else's lawn. They didn't stop and instead kept running. It started to rain on them as they traveled and they decided to head to one of their favorite places. An old tom lived in a barn on a ranch and he was kind enough to let them stay a few days, but when the mice started to run low he politely told them it was time to move on.
Both agreed and Kyro decided they should head for the fields he had wanted to show her. The ones he told her about when they were kits.
~The Next Chapter~
Indigo was 38 moons when they finally reached the fields Kyro had spoken about. These fields were near the Riverclan territory. Kyro knew of the scent markers and made sure Indigo kept away from them. They made a den out of an old rabbit burrow, one that didn't seem to have been finished so it wasn't attached to any rabbit tunnels, so they made the den bigger. It was surrounded by gorse bushes, which would help them with the heat and the snow and since it was August, it was still pretty hot. They hunted in the fields, looked down at the forest territories from a hill high enough to see most of it, and made weekly runs into the two-leg place for supplies, like fabric for their nests as well as other things to help with their shelter.
They lived happily this way for 4 moons but then one day on their runs into the two-leg place, which had gotten less frequent the longer they stayed out there but this time was to gather more stuff to line their den with for upcoming winter, animal control came after them. They had picked up Kyro but Indigo had gotten away. She tried to follow, but their monster left her behind. After a week of searching, she had become thinner and finally decided to go back to their new home. When he got away, he would come back here for her. She just knew it. But several weeks flew by, prey was harder to get and Indigo could feel herself wasting away enough though her belly stayed larger than it should have. She had been trying to deny it for a while until she felt movement in her belly. She finally admitted to herself that she was pregnant again.
What would she do? What if Kyro didn't come back before winter hit and she was stuck having to care for kits by herself without any way to get prey. Without any real way to defend herself from enemies. Indigo looked down at the forest territories, fluffing up her fur in an attempt to block out the cold, but the wind just cut right through her fur. Indigo shivered and looked down at the moorlands and then the river. She knew the trees in the forest territory would shield her better but she liked the opens spaces better. And she had been warned about the cats in the bogs. They were the meanest apparently. They wouldn't help her. She did like to swim, but always having her feet wet wouldn't make her happy, and she wouldn't be able to swim during leaf-bare anyway. So, perhaps the cats on the moor would be willing to take her in? She really hoped so because she had a sinking feeling Kyro wouldn't be coming back any time soon.
And so, this is the beginning of her entering the clans.
GENDER: female
AGE: 43 moons
CLAN: no clan
POSITION:
SHORT DESCRIPTION: a minimal marking calico Siberian she-cat with river blue eyes
APPEARANCE:
Body || Due to the fact that she was orphaned after a few hours and was given to a she-cat that barely fed her anything, her growth was stunted. Siberians tend to get large, not nearly as large as Maine Coons though, but instead of being as large as she should have been, she is about the same height as an average male cat. She is also quite lithe, though as of right now she is almost fur, skin and bones along with a baby belly. Her fur is between long and medium length and quite thick. It's longer on her neck, chest, belly, and tail. It's shorter on her legs, face, back and paws.
Color || Indigo's overall color is white. Her fur, when clean, is white as snow. At least until you hit her points. She has a diamond mask on her face of both grey tabby and ginger tabby. The grey tabby takes up the middle of her face and the orange tabby surrounds her eyes. On her right ear, it is completely made up of grey tabby fur but at the base where it meets her head is a thin stripe of orange tabby separating the grey and white. Her left ear is made up of even patches of grey and ginger. Her tail mostly has grey tabby but there are stripes of ginger throughout it along with creamy white mixed in towards the base. Both hind paws/legs are pure white, though her paw pads alternate between blackish grey and pink. Her right from paw is ginger. The toe beans on her right front are all pink except for one that is half pink and half blackish grey. The larger pad on that foot is that dark grey. Her left paw is a mixture of ginger and grey and the coloring on her pads match up with the grey and ginger on her paws. All of her whiskers are white and her nose is a swirl of pink and grey.
Eyes || Indigo's eyes are a bright, yet dark blue. They are a solid color, only broken by the black of her pupils. At night her eyes match the night sky and her name, turning to an Indigo blue color.
PERSONALITY:
~Laid Back~
Indigo is more of a relax rather than worry, stay calm rather than freak out, keep peace rather than make war type of cat. She's not one to start a fight and would much rather avoid them if possible, both because of her personality and because she is horrible at fighting, but that doesn't mean she won't fight if it comes to it and there are no other ways out of it. Especially if her loved ones are in danger. She'll give it all she's got but she is sort of a coward. She'd rather live another day to be with her loved ones, than have to give her life up for a cause. Though after her first litter being taken from her, both by death and two-legs, she will muster up enough courage to give her life if it meant saving them. She never wants to go through losing another of her kits.
~Polite~
Indigo first learned to be polite with her foster mother. Her foster mother would really only allow her to come in to nurse if she was polite, but then Indigo was only able to get enough to keep her healthy. She understands rudeness, as her foster mother had been rude to her, and at first she thought it was just normal. That's all she had known until she met an old tom, who was kind to her. That was when she started to realize that cats could be either but after meeting and befriending Kyro, she started to wonder why any cat would choose to be rude over being kind and polite. Indigo would never allow herself to be rude. The one time she had been, she had apologized profusely. Because of this, she often fears having others being mad at her or gaining disapproval from anyone, whether she knows them well or not. She's never really had the initiative of taking what she's wanted or needed. The fear of being at the mercy of other's wrath often keeps her from doing things that would help her.
~Caring/Protective~
She had never really been cared for as a kit, especially the love and protection of a caring mother. She'd never felt it from her foster mother but she had seen it from that she-cat. She had seen it happen between the mother and her true kits. She'd never felt the love of siblings as the kits she grew up with were ordered to ignore her. The first time she ever felt the care of another cat was from a young tom in the cage next door. Her future best friend and mate. He showed her what it was like to have someone care about you to have yourself care about someone else in return. The second time she felt this was with her two-legs. It was love, care, and protection, just a different kind from Kyro's. It was really then that she realized the world had so many other emotions and experiences than what she had originally thought. The second time she cared for someone else was with her first litter of kittens. She loved all four of them, even the two that were stillborn. She wanted to care for them and protect them forever. She never wanted to let them go because this feeling inside of her made her feel whole, as if half of her was missing and she hadn't know it until she had seen those kits for the first time. Now, she wants to feel like that all the time. She wants everyone to know the love and beauty that is in the world. She wants kits to grow up knowing the love of a mother. She never wants anyone to have to go through what she did as a kit. She doesn't care if anyone is a stranger. She wants to share love and peace with the world.
~Curious~
Without being able to play with the other kits growing up, Indigo became curious about everything. When a normal kit would be playing, she'd be watching everything around her, taking everything in. When she met that old tom, she asked him many questions about him and soaked up every last word of his stories. She noticed early on that life could be cruel to some and could be kind to others. Meeting her future mate made her even more curious as he seemed to know everything about the outside world, despite his young age. He told her of the good stuff as well as the bad stuff, whereas the old tom had only told good stories. Everything new she saw, she was instantly curious. Normally she'd turn to ask Kyro to explain to her what it was and what it's purpose was and anything else, but as of late, she's been having to catch herself from asking the questions aloud since he isn't there anymore. Her curiosity hasn't been quenched yet and if you ever meet her, be ready for an array of questions.
~Survival Qualities~
Indigo is absolutely horrible at fighting. She only has one fighting bone in her body and that is tied with her protective side. Since she spent most of her life in the shelter or in the two-leg's home, she had never really tasted real prey until Kyro caught her something a month after they were first let out of the two-leg den. And even with having the luxury of being able to go outdoors, her hunting lessons were few and far between and Kyro mostly caught their prey. Though when they finally ran away and made a new home for themselves, she did get some more hunting lessons from her mate, but she hardly ever caught anything. Hunting and fighting are two things she's horrible at, but there are things she's good at. She has a knack for fishing and she was able to pick up tracking pretty quickly. Fishing coincides with her love of swimming. Perhaps she had a Riverclan ancestor? She loves the taste of fish as they seem to taste wild in a similar yet different way than forest prey. If she could, she'd spend all day swimming and fishing. Now, on to tracking. She has a great senses. Her sense of smell is superb at picking up scents, even the smallest and stalest of them. Her eye sight is sharp. She can pick up the tiniest movement on the ground from where she was sitting on a branch high up in the trees. She's pretty good about finding paw tracks. Her hearing is probably just a little sharper than an average cat's but not by much. But she's been trying to train herself to listen for prey sounds.
~Abandonment Issues~
Deep down Indigo has some abandonment issues but she tries real hard to keep them from showing. She feels her parents abandoned her as a kit, since she never knew them, the she-cat that raised her never really gave her the light of day which the same happened with the kits she grew up with, the old tom she befriended was taken away, two of her kits were taken by death while the other two were taken by two-legs. The one cat she thought would always be there for her, Kyro, was taken by two-legs and when that happened, she felt herself start to break inside. Cracks slowly grew in her each passing day Kyro didn't return and now she is worried that without Kyro there to help her, her second litter will be taken away from her as well because it seems anyone she meets either leaves or is taken away and it gives her constant anxiety, though she has learned to push it down. One day it may push back and rear it's ugly head. Hopefully she will be strong enough when that day comes and hopefully she will have her loved ones surrounding her when it does happen.
HISTORY:
~Early Life~
Indigo was born to loner parents, though her mother died while trying to have Indigo's siblings, none of which were able to be born, and her father was hit by a monster while trying to get her to safety when a dog started chasing them. Indigo was left on the road by her father's body until one two-leg finally stopped. Indigo was saved and taken to a vet. After the trip to the vet she was sent to a shelter where they had a she-cat that had just had kittens. Indigo was put in with the litter, the mother begrudgingly taking her in, though she definitely didn't love her like her own kits.
Indigo grew up, separated from the other kits because the mother made sure not to let her play with her kits. In fact she only let Indigo nurse enough to stay healthy, then she would push her away. So, Indigo grey up in the cage surrounded by a family, but always alone. She didn't really mind though. It was how she grew up. It was the only thing she knew. She played by herself and created her own games in a poor imitation of the games the other kits played in.
Finally, when it was time to wean the kits, Indigo had actually already been weaned and eating the food the humans gave her. All of the kits were taken away from the adult she-cat and put into one large cage together. There were plenty of toys and now more people and smells came by. Indigo, then called Sprite though it was just a sound the humans made when they looked at her, continued to play by herself as the other kittens continued to ignore her. There was an old tom in the cage next to theirs and after listening to some of his stories, she quickly became friends with the old feline. But one day the old tom was taken out of his cage, still purring though it was weak. Sprite waited for him to come back until she got bored, then she played with one of the feathery toys. She looked up when one of the humans that fed her, the one that had taken the old tom, came back, carrying a new cat. This new cat was placed in the old tom's cage and Sprite became confused. Where was the old tom?
She crept closer to the other cage, only to reel backwards when the cat, a she-cat, hissed and spat at her. It took a while before Sprite worked up the courage to come closer and speak to the new feline. "Where is the old tom?" She asked. The she-cat spat at her again, but when the kitten didn't move back like last time, she growled and stalked closer. "Don't you know what happens in places like this, kit? If you aren't adopted by humans, when they need space for more incoming cats, they kill you." Sprite gasped and cowered back. "Or if they think you are too sick or old they'll do the same. Can't you smell the death in this place? It stinks up every room, clings to your fur, hides in the corners..." The she-cat continued but Sprite had had enough, she ran as quickly as she could to the farthest corner of the cage she could get from that she-cat as the strange cat's cackle followed her. Was that going to happen to her? She used to be friendly with the humans because they always played with her and pet her fur, and scratched those tough to get to places, but the next time a human came to mess with her, she hid in the back.
The she-cat that had replaced the old tom wasn't there long. She was taken out, hissing and spitting. And she didn't come back. Sprite wasn't sure what had happened to her, but she was more wary of the next feline that was put into the cage bordering hers. It was a young cat like herself, but a tom. She tried to stay away, but finally curiosity got the better of her, despite wondering if he was like the previous tenet of that cage. He smelled differently, though it was quickly fading. He smelled crisp and clean, not like chemicals and stale air. When Sprite got close enough to the wire mesh that separated them, he glanced over at her and asked "Have you ever been outside of this place?" Sprite didn't speak. Instead she shook her head no. The brightness in his eyes dimmed down for a moment with sadness before he perked back up again. "Then let me tell you all about it." He proceeded to tell her about his life and it helped to cheer Sprite up once more until she was purring all the time, even when humans came by to play with her or pet her or give her shots. The two of them were almost inseparable now.
And finally a day came where Sprite's life changed. A young human came by her cage, she was 8 moons now and had been moved to her own cage, though thankfully it was still next to her friend, just on the other side of him. The young human kept making strange cooing and gleeful sounds as it looked back and forth between Sprite and the tom, whose name was Kyro. Two more humans joined the little female, female and male adult humans. They must be the kit's parents. Sprite thought. She started purring and rubbing against the door of her cage, Kyro purring as well. "Can you understand what they are saying?" Sprite asked Kyro. She'd grown up around humans and could understand a few words. Just not enough to know what was going on. "I think they are thinking of taking us home." He replied.
Sprite wondered, not for the first time in her life, what that would be like. Kyro had said that some humans kept their cats indoors, while others let them go in and out as they pleased. Sprite was so happy she started meowing in her soft voice, not loud like several other cats often do. Kyro, despite being a Siamese (who were known to talk a lot), kept quiet. The older humans picked up the piece of paper above her cage and then did the same with Kyro's. Sprite knew it didn't happen very often, but she really hoped that she could be taken to a new home with Kyro. The family moved on and Sprite sighed sadly. "Don't be sad just yet!" Kyro said, trying to console her.
They weren't adopted that day. Or even that week. But then the next week rolled around and while she was taking a nap, her cage door opened. Sprite blinked open her bright blue eyes and look lazily at the human that peered in. Instantly, she started to purr and didn't fight when the human stuck his hands in and picked her up. She was pulled to the chest of the human and pet, which made her purr more. She glanced back at the cages, expecting to smile at Kyro, but was shocked when she didn't see him in his cage! Her purring stopped abruptly and she grew worried. The human holding her spoke something and continued to stroke her.
Sprite was completely frozen with worry until she saw him in the arms of another human. She called out to him and he looked up. She could tell he had been worried as well, but his face softened when he saw her. Sprite started purring again and when the human holding her stopped next to the one holding him, she reached out a paw and set it on his nose. He purred and shook her paw off of him. "I was worried you were gone." She meowed. "I wouldn't leave without you." He replied. Sprite beamed with happiness and glanced around, shocked to see the young female human and her parents back.
Before she could ask what was going on, the two of them were gently set into separate pet carriers. They were similar in size to the cages they had been in before so Sprite easily settled down. She glanced through the wire mesh, which was a lot smaller now since a hard plastic made up most of the carrier, and looked over at Kyro. "Are we being adopted?" She asked, surprised and hopeful. He grinned back at her. "Yup and I'm pretty sure we are going to be adopted by the same two-legs!" Sprite couldn't believe it. She was going to be with her best friend for the rest of her life! A few minutes later the humans, or two-legs as many cats called them, picked up the carriers and they were taken outside. Outside! Sprite tried to look at everything all at once, but the door was too small and they were moving too quickly for her to really get a good look. But that air! It was divine! It tickled at the memory of her first meeting with Kyro. But it was over all too soon and they were back inside an enclosed space, though it was different than the shelter she had spent her life in.
A while later, in which time she was starting to feel car sick though she didn't know it was called that until Kyro told her, the car stopped and her crate was taken out into the wide world once more. It was nearing night time now, sunset to be exact. All she saw was a flash of colors before being once more inside a building, only this one smelled different than the one she had spent most of her life in.
~A New Life~
Sprite spent the first few days in a room with the door closed. Thankfully Kyro was with her. When they were let out of their carriers, Sprite was instantly going about, curious about her new home. After a few minutes, Kyro called to her from where he was seated on a windowsill, where he had been watching her with amusement. Sprite jumped up to where her friend was and looked out the window. She gasped at what she saw. It was after dusk, the sky turning a dark blue. "Is that the sky? What a dark blue! I've never seen such a gorgeous shade of blue before! And look at the lights in the sky! Are those the stars?" Kyro chuckled. "That color is called Indigo. And yes those are the stars. You will be able to see more as night falls farther, but you won't be able to see as many here in the city. You have to go to the forest to see them better. Or the fields. Once you've tried running full out in those fields, you'll love them just as much as me." Sprite tore her gaze away from what was now her favorite color, to look at the tom. He seemed so happy talking about the fields. "Will you take me there one day?"She asked. "Of course." Was his answer. He didn't tell her that it really depended on whether these humans allowed them to roam outside.
Sprite and Kyro stayed in that room for the next few days, talking about their plans for the future and all the things Kyro would go take Sprite to see. When the humans opened up the door so the two felines could get to know their new home, they went everywhere with one another. Every night, just after dusk, Sprite would go up onto a windowsill and stare out at the night sky. Kyro was often laying next to her, napping. But one night, a week after they had been adopted, Kyro was staring at her. He startled her with his voice. "Do you like your name, Sprite?" She looked down at him and then shrugged. "It's what the humans gave me. It's all I've ever known." Kyro looked surprised. "Your parents didn't give you a name?" Sprite shook her head. "I never knew them. I was found as a kit, just a few hours old and was given to one of the nursing she-cat's in the shelter. She never gave me a name and I realized the humans had given me one when they kept saying Sprite every time they spoke to me." He looked sad for a moment before lifting his shimmering blue eyes to her own. "If you could pick your own name, what would you pick?" Sprite looked at him for a few seconds before lifting her gaze to the sky once more. In the darkness, her river blue eyes darkened to match the sky above. "Indigo." She whispered. "I would choose Indigo."
Kyro grinned at that and lifted to his paws to rub her head against her cheek. "Then Indigo it is." He meowed. And so, Sprite became Indigo, though her owners still called her by Sprite. She didn't mind though. As far as she could tell, two-legs weren't very bright about understanding cats. But at least they were nice. It was three moons before her owners finally allowed them to go outside and she was 11 moons then. Indigo ran out the door in her excitement but froze on the last step before her paws touched the grass. She just stared at it until Kyro padded up next to her and rubbed against her. "Come on Indigo." He said. They took the step together, paws touching the grass at the same moment. Indigo jumped the rest of the way and stopped in a particularly thick patch of grass, which had moss underneath it. She kneaded the ground before rolling over and rubbing against the grass. "It's wonderful!" She mrowed. After a moment she laid still and sighed happily. Kyro laid down next to her and smoothed her fur as well as getting the grass off of her with his tail. "Our two-legs will probably give you a bath after this. Your white fur is all dirty." Indigo shrugged. "I don't care. I'm fine with water."
Kyro looked at her with surprise. "A cat that's okay with water? The only cats that I know are like that are the ones in that clan that is surrounded by water." Indigo looked at him with interest. "Really? Tell me more about them. Are they wild?" He proceeded to tell her about the clans, from what he had learned from others and from his own experiences with the clans. As always, Indigo was hooked onto his every word.
At first, they weren't let out for too long and only under supervision as the two-legs feared they would take off. But after a week of Indigo and Kyro sticking to the yard, they finally started letting them out when they asked. It was a few more weeks before Kyro started taking Indigo on adventures. He'd actually lived in this area before so he knew all sorts of places to go to. They always returned back to their two-leg's den before night fall.
Several moons snuck by and Indigo went from 12 moons to 19 moons. Winter had arrived and the white stuff that settled across the land like a blanket had Indigo entranced. Indigo and Kyro played in the snow, both of them vanishing with their mostly white pelts. Indigo's fluff kept mot of the cold snow from reaching her skin and while Kyro had thick fur, it still wasn't long like hers and he got colder faster. After playing in the snow, they would go back inside and curl up with one another near the fire, letting the flames and their own body heat warm one another. The snow got higher and the two-leg kit they lived with created an igloo and tunnels, in which the two felines liked to wander through and nap in. They couldn't go on many adventures with the snow, but Indigo and Kyro both were happy to just be in one another's presence.
Spring rolled around and melted the snow. Indigo wasn't too fond of the rain that came with Spring, despite her liking of water. Being in rain wasn't like getting a bath or taking a swim. Instead, the droplets of water soaked her fur and thrummed against her skin and splashed in her eyes. Indigo tended to stay inside more during the rainy days. Along with the new season, Indigo and Kyro had become closer than just friends. They were mates now.
But when her belly started to get big and not just from the food, Kyro became upset. Indigo didn't know what the matter was and he wouldn't talk to her until she finally made him. "You're pregnant." He mrowed. Indigo blinked at him before smiling with happiness and amazement. "Really?! We're going to have kits! Isn't that a good thing?" Kyro shook his head, his blue eyes panicked. "No! I mean yes, but not when you are a kittypet! Two-leg's take the kittens and give them away once they are weaned!" Indigo gave him an incredulous look. "I'm sure our two-legs would never do something like that. They are nice." Kyro just shook his head and stalked away, still upset.
In the passing weeks, he stayed by her side but still seemed extremely upset. When it finally came time for her to have her kits, her two-legs set up a box with a blanket inside and a blanket covering it as most pregnant cats seemed to like having their kits in dark places. Indigo went into the box. Her first two kits came quite easily for it being her first time, within ten minutes of each other, but Indigo felt something was wrong as it took longer for the others. The two-legs seemed at ease until a half hour had passed. Finally, her contractions started again and she had the last two. Only, when she started licking them did she realize something was actually wrong. They weren't moving at all. They weren't even breathing. She continued to clean them with vigor, her panic growing until she finally cried out to Kyro. He rushed in. "Kyro, why aren't they moving?! Why won't they move?" She kept crying out questions at him and his head drooped. "I'm sorry Indigo, but they didn't make it." He moved to take them away from her and she cried out. Her paw was lightning quick as she scooped the two stillborn kit to her side and tried to revive them.
When exhaustion finally hit her, she fell asleep, clutching her kittens to her. When she woke up, the two stillborn kits were gone. She cried out mournfully and curled herself around her two remaining kits, who were quite lively with pushing one another to get to the milk. Indigo spent most of her time the next few months with her living kits. She was quieter and still mournful of her two deceased kits, but she did her best to be the best mother to her two remaining kits. One was a little miniature of his father, just with longer fur and the other was a short haired she-kit. The she-kit had just a touch of brown on her nose, paws, and tail when she was born but as she got older her fur started to darken until she had a dark brown mask on her face, brown on her ears, along her whole tail and on her paws. Kyro and Indigo named the tom Flame and the she-kit Lilac.
Indigo didn't believe what Kyro had once told her, about how the two-legs would get rid of their kits. Especially after watching her two-legs and their kit play with her own. They were all one big happy family and even Kyro was starting to relax more. They took the kits out into the back yard and taught them all of what Kyro had taught Indigo about the world.
Indigo believed her world to be perfect. Until one fateful day. Her two-leg's often had other two-legs over, and sometimes they played with the cats, but this time was different. Their whole attention was on her kits, though they did exchange words with her two-legs. Indigo could feel her hair start to rise but she didn't know what to do. She glanced over to see Kyro was just as spooked as her. At least until he leaped at the stranger two-leg that was holding one of their kittens and was turning as if he was going to leave. Kyro let out a battle cry as he jumped. He landed on the two-leg's leg and bit down on him, making him yelp, but he didn't drop their kit. Indigo's two-legs grabbed him, Indigo and their other kit and put them into a room with a closed door. Kyro paced at the door while Indigo curled up around her remaining kit, feeling shock running through her. Kyro finally stopped and threw himself to the floor in defeat when they heard the vehicle drive away. The next time their other kitten was taken away, Kyro and Indigo had been locked in a room while the slept. The only woke to the sound of two-leg voices and realized their remaining kit wasn't in the room with them. Indigo meowed loudly at the closed door while Kyro paced on the windowsill, then watched as the two-legs took their kit out of the house and drove away.
They decided they were going to run away and live as wild cats, perhaps in that field Kyro had always wanted to show Indigo, but they never got the chance. Instead they were stuck in the house and neither one of them wanted to leave one another when there were chances to be had, especially when they knew that both of them wouldn't be able to slip out of an open door before it closed. Indigo was 25 moons when the last of her kits was taken from her. It would be six more moons until winter rolled around once more and their two-legs' kit stopped playing with them and was instead always in bed. Indigo at first would lay in bed with her until the stench of sickness became too much. Then both felines skirted around the room the little female two-leg kit was in.
A month after Spring started, their two-legs started to put their belonging's into boxes. Even Indigo and Kyro's stuff were being packed away. Indigo was confused so she asked Kyro what they were doing but he didn't know either. Both of them just watched from a windowsill. A week later large monsters pulled up to a stop outside of their two-leg's den. To the feline's shock, the boxes were being moved out of the house and into the back end of the monsters. Within two days everything was gone. Kyro realized what was happening when the two-legs came in with cat carriers and started to reach for them. A breeze wafted past them and both cats glanced to the open door that led to the outside world. Instead of letting their two-leg catch them, they both bolted out of the house and across the front lawn to someone else's lawn. They didn't stop and instead kept running. It started to rain on them as they traveled and they decided to head to one of their favorite places. An old tom lived in a barn on a ranch and he was kind enough to let them stay a few days, but when the mice started to run low he politely told them it was time to move on.
Both agreed and Kyro decided they should head for the fields he had wanted to show her. The ones he told her about when they were kits.
~The Next Chapter~
Indigo was 38 moons when they finally reached the fields Kyro had spoken about. These fields were near the Riverclan territory. Kyro knew of the scent markers and made sure Indigo kept away from them. They made a den out of an old rabbit burrow, one that didn't seem to have been finished so it wasn't attached to any rabbit tunnels, so they made the den bigger. It was surrounded by gorse bushes, which would help them with the heat and the snow and since it was August, it was still pretty hot. They hunted in the fields, looked down at the forest territories from a hill high enough to see most of it, and made weekly runs into the two-leg place for supplies, like fabric for their nests as well as other things to help with their shelter.
They lived happily this way for 4 moons but then one day on their runs into the two-leg place, which had gotten less frequent the longer they stayed out there but this time was to gather more stuff to line their den with for upcoming winter, animal control came after them. They had picked up Kyro but Indigo had gotten away. She tried to follow, but their monster left her behind. After a week of searching, she had become thinner and finally decided to go back to their new home. When he got away, he would come back here for her. She just knew it. But several weeks flew by, prey was harder to get and Indigo could feel herself wasting away enough though her belly stayed larger than it should have. She had been trying to deny it for a while until she felt movement in her belly. She finally admitted to herself that she was pregnant again.
What would she do? What if Kyro didn't come back before winter hit and she was stuck having to care for kits by herself without any way to get prey. Without any real way to defend herself from enemies. Indigo looked down at the forest territories, fluffing up her fur in an attempt to block out the cold, but the wind just cut right through her fur. Indigo shivered and looked down at the moorlands and then the river. She knew the trees in the forest territory would shield her better but she liked the opens spaces better. And she had been warned about the cats in the bogs. They were the meanest apparently. They wouldn't help her. She did like to swim, but always having her feet wet wouldn't make her happy, and she wouldn't be able to swim during leaf-bare anyway. So, perhaps the cats on the moor would be willing to take her in? She really hoped so because she had a sinking feeling Kyro wouldn't be coming back any time soon.
And so, this is the beginning of her entering the clans.
Edda Rose || Kuwaki
She's finally done! Sorry for the really long app. x3
