Littlepaw

Littlepaw is currently an apprentice of HorizonClan.

Name- Littlepaw

Gender- Tom

Clan- HorizonClan

Rank- Apprentice

Family- Morningcloud (mother, deceased), Lionstrike (father, deceased), Fogkit (sibling, deceased)

Friends- Briarpaw and Robinpaw... kind of Grasspaw? Also kind of Fireflyleap?

Enemies- no :’<

Appearance
Littlepaw is a thin-furred, pale golden-cream tabby with a white chest, belly, paws, and muzzle with large amber eyes and a pelt that’s fluffy in spite of its shortness. He is also unusually small and somewhat runty, hence his name. He’s kinda disproportionate and his limbs are rather short for his body. He’s cute, though.

Also, there’s a little gold heart-shaped marking on his chest. I usually don’t like doing markings like that, but honestly, it just looks adorable. So I’m keeping it. Fight me.

Personality
He’s generally cheerful and optimistic. He loves playing and will go out of his way to make others feel good. He’s very sensitive to the feelings of those around him, and secretly aspires to be a mediator once he is older. He’s a curious and quietly excitable young cat, although he is also cautious and a bit on the shy side when he’s with cats he doesn’t know very well. He’s very soft-spoken and caring, much like his mother was.

Kithood
Littlekit was born to Morningcloud in HorizonClan alongside his stillborn sibling, Fogkit. His father, Lionstrike, had been killed by a badger not long before he was born. Littlekit, of course, never knew his dad and had no memory of Fogkit, so he wasn’t nearly as impacted by the losses as his mother was. For the most part, Morningcloud was pretty sad and distant. Littlekit still got along with and loved her, but it wasn’t quite as close of a bond as it could’ve been. Littlekit mostly just enjoyed pestering Wrensong, another queen in the nursery, and entertaining himself with stories from Sleekfeather in the elders’ den. An older warrior named Fireflyleap helped him catch a moth for Morningcloud once, and he thought that was the coolest thing ever. He enjoyed bringing little gifts to his mom - pretty things like butterflies, shiny pebbles, and flowers - in hopes of cheering her up a bit. He was a pretty lonely kit. He needed help. He was lonely.

That's why he was glad once Briarkit, Robinkit, and Grasskit - Wrensong's kits - became old enough to play with him. He connected straight away with Robinkit and Briarkit in particular. They were much more easygoing than their brother Grasskit. Speaking of that, Littlekit was looking for nice flowers for Morningcloud once and Grasskit took off into the territory to find him some. So Littlekit, Briarkit, and Robinkit had to sneak out of camp after him. It was fun. And by fun I mean very frightening for Littlekit. But they found a good patch flowers and were able to pick them easily after Briarkit had the idea of using sharp rocks to sever the stems. Then they all just wandered around aimlessly for a while until the other kits' older brother, Hootpaw, found them and brought them back to camp after promising not to tell Morningcloud or Wrensong.

Unfortunately, though... around that time is when the third wave of the plague hit... and Morningcloud caught it. Littlekit was terrified for his mother and tried to stay in the medicine den with her in spite of the medicine cat, Thundersight's, protests. As a result of that, he caught the illness as well, but only a very minor form of it. *Hamilton voice* Littlekit got better, but his mother went quick. He was devastated by his mom's death. He didn't have any family left anymore. Wrensong agreed to watch over him. He sort of got closer with Briarkit, Robinkit, and Grasskit, but he was five moons old at this point, and - frankly - too miserable to even try to have fun.

Junepaw, Hootpaw’s adopted sister, had also been killed. Since she had been, in a way, an older sibling to Briarkit, Robinkit, and Grasskit, they were also feeling the loss. While they were definitely able to bond over grief, Littlekit was mostly cheered up by Briarkit. He found that he liked her company a bit more than the other kits’, and during the hard times, she was his closest friend.

He also looked up to Fireflyleap much more. He'd taken a liking to the tom ever since he'd helped him catch that moth, and had enjoyed following him around when he had nothing better to do. So for the next moon, Littlekit alternated between hanging out with Briarkit and trying to hang around near Fireflyleap. Fireflyleap was fairly fond of him as well, and Littlekit liked talking to him about being a warrior.

Apprenticeship
Littlepaw was made into an apprentice at six moons old, but he wasn't as happy about it as he'd hoped he'd be. He received a young she-cat named Thymewillow as his mentor. He didn't have any problems with Thymewillow. He'd actually been hoping to get Fireflyleap as his mentor, but he didn’t mind who he'd gotten instead. He liked her well enough, and she was patient with him during training.

When he had been an apprentice for about a moon, he was chilling in the apprentices’ den once when Briarkit came to him in a panic. She’d been helping Thundersight sort herbs and had found to her own surprise that she had actually really enjoyed it. She was considering becoming Thundersight’s apprentice, but she wanted to train as a warrior alongside Littlepaw and wasn’t sure what she should do. Littlepaw was warmed by the fact that she felt the need to consult him, and while he also wanted to be able to spend as much time as possible with his friend, he encouraged her to pursue her own interests. Briarkit decided that she would become a medicine cat after all since Littlepaw didn’t mind it, and he was glad she’d picked what would make her happy.

Briarpaw and her littermates became apprentices within the next moon. Briarpaw was, of course, in the medicine den most of the time, so Littlepaw didn't see as much of her as he wished he could have, but he didn’t regret having influenced her decision. He still got along just fine with Robinpaw and Grasspaw, too, and he thought it was nice to have his friends with him again. After all, the only other apprentices in the den by that time were Dovepaw, whom he found rather intimidating and unapproachable, and Grainpaw and Goldenpaw - and he barely knew the two of them.

About a moon later, Fireflyleap came to Littlepaw with news that he was moving to FallClan. He didn't want to make a big deal out of it, and so he asked Littlepaw to tell Aspenstar for him. Littlepaw was somewhat devastated - yet another cat he cared about, going away - but he agreed. Fireflyleap then asked him if he wanted to come with him to FallClan. Littlepaw was hesitant at first, but he knew deep down that HorizonClan was his home and he belonged there. He knew he couldn’t leave behind Briarpaw and his other Clanmates. He told that to Fireflyleap, and so Fireflyleap left the Clan alone. Littlepaw felt pretty bad about it, even though they‘d parted on good terms.

He still vibed with Briarpaw, though, helping her with her work during his free time and such. It was mostly behind Thundersight's back, however - he was afraid that Thundersight wouldn't want Briarpaw associating much with him for fear of passing on the plague. But Littlepaw had already gotten the plague and survived. He wasn't afraid of it anymore. He knew exactly what it was like, and he wasn't going to let it stop him from spending time with Briarpaw. She was good at cheering him up. He was even starting to crush on her a little bit without even realizing it. In fact, he vibed with her so often that Robinpaw noticed. Robinpaw pulled him aside and was like, "dUdE, hUrT mY sIsTeR aNd I'Ll EnD yOu", and Littlepaw awkwardly promised to do nothing of the sort.

In any case, as Littlepaw trained, it became apparent that he sucked at hunting. He was just really, really bad at it. He could track prey down just fine, but when it came to actually taking aim and pouncing, he was pretty much useless. He was too embarrassed to ask Thymewillow for extra help, though, and instead just sort of struggled with it on his own until she went out of her way to offer assistance. He accepted, but then he just felt guilty about it. He was able to work out a hunting style that worked for him, though— instead of relying on physical capabilities, he could take advantage of his surroundings and have better luck that way. He was actually sort of proud of himself for figuring that out and grateful to Thymewillow for the help with it, and with a bit of extra training he was able to improve. He made sure to show off most of his catches to Briarpaw, too.

Currently, Littlepaw just vibes. He’s finally sort of stopped being depressed now. Yay.

Trivia

 * Not to be confused with Littlebird, Mistrunner's foster mom.
 * LittleBriar will happen. It will.


 * He wants his warrior name to be Littlestrike or Littlecloud in honor of his parents. Personally, I think they're cute names. But Littlecloud is already taken in canon, and I also want to name him Littleheart. Hm.

Quotes
Eh I’ll add some later.