Blightpaw

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ηaмε** Blightpaw.
ωaяяїøя ηaмε** Blightsoul.
פεη∂εя** Female.
aפε** 8 moons.
cℓaη** RiverClan.
яaηқ** Apprentice (Later Warrior).
pїcтυяε**

∂εscяїpтїøη** Blightpaw is pretty small for her age. She was practically the runt of her litter. Even if she was small, she could pack a punch. She is best at fighting and can learn moves in the first or third try. Her fur is short, but pure white like newly fallen snow on a bright morning. Her eyes are as blue as the sky on a clear day. The tip of her tail is black, the only flaw in her white fur.
pεяsøηaℓїтγ** Shy and timid. Only if she can get her mind wrapped on something can she do it. She is very nice, but barely talks if she doesn't have to. But she's bipolar. She becomes a whole new cat in battles or when doing practice fights with her mentor or fellow apprentices. Her name is from the merciless attitude she gets when she begins a battle. She is deadly in a battle; the type of cat you want to kill first or she will kill them all.
нїsтøяγ**
Kit**
Little Blight was born in a small twoleg resort off the coast of an ocean. Her mother was shy of twolegs, so naturally Blight was, too. Her brothers and sisters were sold because no one wanted the shy little kitten that didn't want to be touched. The twolegs gave up on the kit and her mother so they threw them onto the street. Her mother had gotten into a fight with the new baby, who had fallen on her tail. Her mother carried Blight most of the time, but little Blight didn't know where they were going. After a few moons, they found a small camp surrounded by water which looked much like their ocean. Before they could reach the camp, however, Blight's mother died of what was later known as greencough. Blight was devistated, but she knew her mother wanted Blight to be in that camp. She padded to it, only to learn there were cats that would discriminate against her.
Early Apprentice**
Blight soon got used to the warrior code and life. She earned the name Blightkit and soon Blightpaw. She got her mentor, Speedwell and she got especially shy around him. She learned that she never got to know her father, but she knew he was a solid black cat with blue eyes. That's where she got the spot on her tail and her blue eyes. Her mother always had amber.
яp εxaмpℓε**
Blight looked up at her mother in fear, her little frail tail twitching. She mewed at her mom. Her mouth was closed, she didn't want to talk. Her mother's face was solemn. Her mother picked up Blight by the extra skin on the kit's neck and padded off without a word. Blight watched the plains turn into forests. She watched the nice sandy beach turn into thick, green undergrowth.

Blight soon fell asleep but she woke up the day to see the sun come up in dawn. She turned her head to look at her mom. Her mother's amber eyes were dull and glazed as if she had been traveling this whole time. She wanted to tell her mom to stop, but she silenced Blight with a stern look. Blight turned her head back to see the green undergrowth get greener. She missed the sandy, barren beach. She was hungry, too. "Mom, I'm hungry," she whined.

"Shush," her mother growled, her voice muffled by Blight's fur. Blight sighed and watched as the sun rose turning the sky blue from it's regular oranges, reds and yellows. Where were they going and why did they leave?
тнεмε søηפ** N/A.
øтнεя** N/A.