Rainy's Kit-Kats {NEW GEN}

Born eldest son to two barn cats named Lyris and Violet along with his younger littermates, brother Quail and sister Iris.  His two siblings were always much smaller and weaker than he was, so he quickly became very protective and caring towards them, as if they were from a younger litter.  They all lived happily together for three moons - Ash learning some herb knowledge from his mother thanks to her background living with rogue healers and basic hunting skills from his father - until his parents caught a strange illness and passed away.  Try as he might to heal them Ash failed; devastated but determined to provide for his siblings he moved them to the Twolegplace next to RiverClan in order not to be taken away by the Twolegs and made their home under a dumpster.   Ash gradually got better at hunting despite his young age, but since pickings were slim in Twolegplace he decided to hunt over the clan border.  Though at first, he felt guilty about stealing from others, he came to terms with the fact that it was necessary.  Living like this for a moon, Ash tried his very best but his siblings gradually got weaker and weaker.  One day, a stray dog found their hiding place and chased them out, forcing Ash to attack it in order to protect his siblings, who couldn't run very fast.  Luckily he managed to badly scratch the dog's eyes, making it run away, but in the process, he suffered a bad bite to his right shoulder.  Realizing that he had no other choice since Twolegplace was crawling with hostile rogues that would only try to kill them, he decided to move his siblings into Clan territory, where they found an old abandoned fox den.  Though leaky and small, it worked for the time being, and Ash continued to hunt in RiverClan lands covertly, all while nursing an infected shoulder.  

One day, after a spell of rain that had forced all the land prey down into their burrows, Ash out of desperation to find food decided to follow a Clan cat and discovered the location of their island camp.  Making the hard decision to sneak inside and steal a meal, he almost succeeded but tripping on a stone made his shoulder burn with immobilizing pain, causing him to fall down and alert a clan cat to his presence.  This clan cat though - a she-cat named Stormbringer - took pity on him and offered him the fish, calling for the medicine cat Spiderquill to come examine the injured kit.  At first, Ash didn't trust their seemingly uncharacteristic kindness, but soon enough he realized that they truly wanted to help him, explaining to the leader Ivystar that his siblings needed to be rescued as well.  Stormbringer and Ivystar became Ashkit's guardians, and he began to look up to them as not just kind leaders, but as adoptive parents.

A moon after he joined RiverClan, Ashkit was apprenticed.  Stormbringer decided to take charge of his training despite her many duties as deputy, to Ashpaw's immense joy.  

In the few days to follow his ceremony though Stormbringer was too busy to take him out for his first patrol, which he understood.  Instead, Ashpaw took it upon himself to learn how to swim properly with the aid of two fellow apprentices, Streampaw and Willowpaw.  

In the following days though, the whole camp was awoken by the overwhelming stench of sickness.  Concerned but glad that he and his siblings seemed to be okay, Ashpaw offered to help in any way he could, summoning his limited herb skills.  

As the days went on, a cure to the sickness could not be found, but as the full moon came the sick cats seemed to grow stronger, strong enough to travel to Fourtrees for the Gathering. It being Ashpaw's first Gathering, he was excited to meet cats from the other clans, but also apprehensive about the possibility of the Righteous Few showing up.  While exploring, he noticed a she-cat named Morningpaw who looked deeply upset and asked her what was on her mind.  She explained that she had had a strange dream the previous night about a squirrel jumping from the gorge to avoid a hunter, choosing to die on its own terms rather than become prey; she though the squirrel represented the clans in their fight against the Righteous Few.  Ashpaw agreed, however, tried his best to be optimistic about the situation as he compared the squirrel's leap of faith to his own choice to sneak into RiverClan's camp, which had turned out to be the best decision of his life.  Though his encouragement rang hollow for Morningpaw, she praised his brave spirit and asked him to make sure he didn't die if it came to a fight.  He agreed, but in return asked Morningpaw to do the same, realizing that he wanted to get to know her better, and admiring her leader-like courage. Suddenly, a haunting yell sounded out from across the clearing, and Morningpaw explained that it was a she-cat named Dappleshine; she had just discovered that her daughter had been murdered by the Righteous Few.  Horrified, Ashpaw bid Morningpaw farewell as she went to speak with her clanmates, but the queen's cries had shaken him to the core.  Speaking to Willowpaw, he was able to calm down a bit, but before the Gathering could properly begin the Righteous Few arrived, covering the moon with clouds.  At first, Ashpaw was frozen with terror, his fear of ghosts overwhelming him, but he was brought back to his senses when Morningpaw herself stepped forward to confront the StarClan rebels.  While she attempted to attain peace, Ashpaw jumped in between one of the Righteous Few's lackeys and his adopted brother Spiderquill, who had just been slapped in the face by the boarish tom.  However, while he was trying to talk the tom down, Mornpaw's attempts to make peace failed, and she was struck down by Lavanderbreeze in a 1v1 fight.

The clearing erupted into chaos, and though Ashpaw was in shock watching his new friend seemingly be killed right in front of him, he began to fight Larchneedle, the tom who had attacked the medicine cats.  Soon, his third adoptive mother Honeytongue joined in, along with the apprentice Silverpaw, but she was quickly struck down.  However, the pain only continued as Ashpaw caught sight of Ivystar's dead body.  Growing absolutely enraged, the apprentice lashed out for Larchneedle's throat, nearly causing a fatal injury if not for the StarClan warrior's quick reflexes.  The tables turned quickly as Larchneedle stunned Ashpaw, threatening to kill him in order to cause Honeytongue agony, but the skilled she-cat struck him with a devastating attack.  Ashpaw tried his best to help by holding onto one of Larchneedle's legs, despite Honeytongue urging him to flee and let her handle it, but he refused to leave her alone.  In the end, Larchneedle freed himself from Ashpaw's grip and dealt the apprentice several hard blows to the head, making him very dizzy and tearing a small notch in the tip of his left ear.  Honeytongue took this chance to deal the killing blow, and Larchneedle faded away.  

Following his mother's orders, Ashpaw stumbled out of the battle and found Spiderquill.  The two brothers embraced and tried to comfort each other, but the looming effects of Ivystar's head hung over them like a shadow.  Ashpaw offered to help Spiderquill for the rest of the battle, but before he could (and before he was able to get healed), Honeytongue embraced them as well. Together, all three of them watched as two StarClan toms went over to Ivystar and, in a flash of light, revived her.  Shocked and overwhelmed with joy, Ashpaw rushed forward to hug his mom, and reluctantly thanked the StarClan warriors, though his dislike of the ancestors remained intact.  As the family reunited, the last of the Righteous Few were defeated, all except Galestar.  Since she had, in the end, released StarClan from their prison so that they could come to help the living clans, a StarClan leader exiled her to The Mist instead of the Dark Forest.  With that, the battle was won.  Collapsing due to a mix of exhaustion, pain, and happiness, Ashpaw noticed through the haze that, miraculously, Morningpaw was alive, though very hurt.  Once Spiderquill treated his head wounds and Honeytongue offered to carry him on her back for the long walk home, Ashpaw finally gave in to sleep, though as he dozed off he asked blearily if he could visit Morningpaw in WindClan once RiverClan was back on its feet.  He didn't hear the answer to his question though, as he was already unconscious when it came.

Ashpaw later woke up in the medicine den, and watched Ivystar's post-battle meeting from the sidelines.

In the days following the battle, several of Ashpaw's denmates earned their warrior names.  His two friends Streampaw and Willowpaw became Streamtail and Willowbreeze, and Snowpaw became Snowflight.  Ashpaw was happy for all of them, and it encourages him to get back into the swing of training so that he could someday join them.

Ashpaw's brother and sister also became apprentices following the battle, earning the names Quailpaw and Irispaw.  Excited to share a den again with his siblings, they placed their nests in one big group.  However, while arranging this he noticed the nest formerly occupied by Snowflight, weaved with flowers.  Adoring his creation, Ashpaw approached the new warrior and asked if he would show him the best flower picking spots so that he could decorate his own nest along with those of his siblings.

In the moon following the battle, Ashpaw's denmate Fernpaw decided to host a hunting competition.  Having practiced with both water and land prey Ashpaw went in confident, despite losing his first quarry.

The next Gathering came very quickly, and Ashpaw was eager to attend in order to ask about Morningpaw's condition.  Inquiring Olivestone, the WindClan deputy, about his new friend, he discovered that she had been in a coma since the battle and that she had also earned the name Morningdove.

While on a hunting patrol with his siblings Ashpaw took them to the border near the Twoleg farm, and when Quailpaw caught sight of the place he wanted to go see inside.  Ashpaw was hesitant, never having been there, but his brother insisted and soon enough Irispaw wanted to go as well.  Relenting, he led them inside and the group reminisced over their childhood; however, out of nowhere a Twoleg appeared and saw the cats.  They turned to run back outside but Irispaw fell behind and got grabbed, the Twoleg holding her by the scruff.  Furious, Ashpaw and Quailpaw attacked the Twoleg, which caused him to drop Irispaw.  However, another Twoleg hearing the commotion had closed the barn door through which they had come and the two humans eventually cornered them.  Losing the fight, Ashpaw and his siblings were taken away by animal control into a distant Twolegplace and placed in a big metal cage.  

Quailpaw and Irispaw were convinced this was the end, but Ashpaw was determined to get them all out alive.  He planned that the next time a human opened the cage they would attack and run, and despite their hesitation, his siblings agreed to help.  So, a Twoleg came with carriers to take them into the back, and Ashpaw jumped up and started clawing his face.  Quailpaw and Irispaw did the same, and the three managed to escape.  Slipping through an opening door they reached another hallway, and another, hiding behind desks and other objects.  Finally, they saw daylight through a window, but this door wasn't opening.  His siblings were beginning to worry, but Ashpaw came up with an idea.  He started meowing, loudly.  Soon enough a Twoleg came, and the cats slipped behind a plant by the door.  He continued meowing, and his plan worked; the Twoleg opened the door, and Ashpaw hissed for his siblings to run for it.  They did, and Ashpaw managed to slip out the door first, trying to lead his siblings to safety.  However, to his horror the Twoleg was too quick....and slammed the door shut, locking his siblings inside forever.  Ashpaw was heartbroken; he slammed on the door with his paws, wailed and cried, trying to get a Twoleg to come open the door again so he could come back to them...but nothing worked.  He was free, but at a grave cost.  

Finally admitting defeat, Ashpaw found a place to sleep for the night in a ragged old bush, and in the morning set out.  Where he didn't know.  Even if he could find the clans, he dreaded having to tell them about his failure, and couldn't bear the look on his mother's face.  It was better if they thought them all dead, even if his heart yearned for them.  Being a kittypet was the last thing on his mind, but perhaps he could be a rogue or a traveler.  He was stronger now than he was before, thanks to the clans, and he knew he could fend for himself.  The grief of his siblings hung over him, and all he knew was that he wanted to go far, far away.  And so, he started walking.  Out of Twolegplace, into the wilderness, hunting for himself as he went.  

However, one day he was confronted by a fox he had accidentally woken, and though he tried his best to fight it he was no match alone.  The fox bit into his upper back (leaving a nasty scar), but before it could take him away to be prey a strange group of cats jumped out of the bushes and tackled the fox.  Knocked to the ground, Ashpaw watched as they made quick work of the fox - killing it - before they turned to him.  At first, they seemed a bit suspicious, but once he explained himself they calmed down.  In fact, they invited him to join their group - the Asylum.  Ashpaw was very hesitant at first, seeing the animal pelts and teeth they draped themselves with, but as they explained more about their culture he realized that they were a lot like the clans.  They were a community, and being alone on his path had made him realize just how much he had missed that.  He agreed to join them and was taken back to their home.  

He underwent the assessment performed by the Asylum Head and was sorted into the Scout group to his surprise.  He had expected to be a Standard.  He quickly adapted to the group's ways, made friends, and fulfilled his duties.  He dropped his suffix, at first just calling himself Ash, but a lot of his friends remarked that it was kind of a boring name for an Asylum cat.  So, with their help, he was re-named Duran.  He saw this as a new start for him, and continued to embrace his new life, even gaining his own pelt; a black fox.  At first he had trouble adapting to their ways, but as he grew more and more distant from the memories of RiverClan he came to embrace it.

However, not long after he had gotten settled it was announced that the Asylum would be mounting a takeover of a large group of cats - the Clans.  Duran was shocked and fearful as to what was to come, but realized that if the clans surrendered he would be able to see his adopted family again, and maybe even live with them.  He could have everything he wanted, and he volunteered eagerly for the expedition.

He arrived in RiverClan near dawn under the command of Lyralei, along with his friends Raisha and Niylah.  The takeover operation went smoothly when it came to detaining RiverClan, but Duran quickly started to feel anxious.  Being among his old clanmates was harder than he thought it would be, and his fear of being discovered intensified.  However, he tried his best to support Lyralei, speaking to Ivystar on a personal level in an effort to get her to surrender.  They succeeded; however, in the process Ivystar recognized Duran's voice and approached him, asking if he was Ash.  Unprepared, Duran quickly dodged the question, saying she was mistaken before rushing off.

Ash is 48% Hufflepuff, 27% Ravenclaw, 17% Gryffindor, and 8% Slytherin!

You belong in Hufflepuff without question, but your Ravenclaw-esque appreciation for knowledge means your many friends come to you when they need advice from someone with a level head. While you enjoy any kind of learning, working as part of a team is where you truly thrive. You are an excellent collaborator, and understand that communication with others is an essential part of learning and, more importantly, growing as a person.

Your slight compatibility with Gryffindor house hints at an underlying desire for adventure that may manifest itself in a love of travel or trying new things.

Eaglekit was born on a cold, breezy day early in leaf-bare to his mother Robinloft.  He was the first-born kit in a litter of eight, and though he wasn't the biggest he definitely made himself heard.  He was named by his father Beecloud after one of his great-grandfathers, Eaglefang.  His parents also took in an orphaned she-kit named Breezekit, making them a litter of nine.

You Are 44% Gryffindor, 30% Slytherin, 20% Ravenclaw, and 6% Hufflepuff!
Like Harry Potter himself, your allegiances definitely lie with Gryffindor, but Slytherin may be a better fit for you than you’d originally think. Your passion for adventure, excitement, and new experiences means that Gryffindor is the perfect place for you. You are fiercely loyal to your closest friends – sometimes even to a fault – and the recklessness and optimism that comes with being a Gryffindor combined with the ambition of Slytherin will ensure that you go far in life.

Your slight compatibility with Ravenclaw house hints at an appreciation for knowledge and wisdom, though they are not priorities for you.

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