Ravenmist flicked her tail, leaning down to groom her kit’s head fur. “Well, when you were born, little one,” Well, Jaggedkit wasn’t quite little anymore, and her apprentice ceremony would almost certainly be soon. She gave only a momentary pause, however, before resuming speaking. The first thing you did was crawl around, exploring even without sight, or hearing. I needed a strong name, one that would fit you as you grew into warriorhood. You have enough older siblings for me to know that a rambunctious kit means a confident, strong warrior. Jaggedkit fit perfectly, after the stone that sits in the center of camp.”
The blind deputy purred, voice filled with affection. She had so many kits, and yet she loved them all as if they were her first. Her children, and Daisyflame. The most important figures in her life. “No matter what happens, the Jaggedrock is always there. It’s a symbol of determination, of keeping on your course, even through loss and pain. If you keep that determination, nothing will be able to stop you from defending your Clan and family.”
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~ ShadowClan Deputy ~Remind Me To Post!Ravenmist | Blind | She-cat | T2 ShadowClan Deputy (Disabled) | 95/250 | 0000ff Crowspirit | Tom | WindClan Tier 2 Warrior | 45/160 | 003300 Ospreypaw | She-cat | ThunderClan Apprentice | 20/80 | cc9900