Littlelamb

♡ design notes

Her pelt is short and curly, she often has strawberries, twigs, leafs, and even butterflies stuck in her coily fur, the most curls are found on her underbelly, elbows, head, and tail. She sports moles throughout her body, they are the darker spots that are sprinkled through her pelt. Her ears are large and downturned, she can never truly hold them up due to their size, this causes her hearing to be rather funny. Her paws are small and dainty, while her limbs are long and lanky, she is rather tall despite her name.

♡ personality

Gentle in a way only those who know her would understand, her teasing words and small jokes are all sincere words from her heart disguised as comedy. With a confident stride and an even more confident smile, she is sure to lead her Clanmates to a bright future, a natural born leader who hasn't had her opportunity to shine.

♡ story

Chapter 1 - "After midnight":
Born in a cold, rainy Leafbare night, Littlekit was the smallest of her litter, giant ears covering her face as she searched for her mother. Her mother was sickly, so instead of running around as any kit would do, she stayed in the medicine den with her mother quietly, making sure she ate, slept, and drank; she was her mother's little personal medicine cat, at least until she became an apprentice. Despite being cooped up in the medicine den, a sickly kit made herself Littlekit's friend quicky, Sweetkit, was her name; an anxious and solitary kitten who enjoyed the quiet, and an orphan.

Chapter 2 - "Picture you":
Littlekit was now Littlepaw, though her name no longer suited her, she was now a tall, lanky and awkward apprentice with a shy smile. Tragically, her mother had quietly slipped to the stars the night of her ceremony, causing her training to be delayed and stunted due to her immense grief. That is where Sweetpaw came in, the hesitant she-cat smiled at Littlepaw, and then she knew it would be okay, she had Sweetpaw by her side and that was all that mattered. The two grew even closer, Littlepaw found herself purring at Sweetpaw's shy mumbles, her giggles when she made a joke- the apprentice had completely taken her heart, but it didn't seem that way for Sweetpaw.

Chapter 3 - "Good luck, babe!":
The shy apprentice was now a brave and stunning warrior, Littlelamb was now her name, and Sweetpaw was now Sweetheart. The two were still attached at the hip despite Littlelamb's fleeting feelings, Sweetstar now had a mate, after all, what else could she do but watch as the one she loved lived her life? Soon Sweetheart became Sweetstar, and Littlelamb was still the same old warrior, the same old lovesick she-cat, yet she found herself to be rather curious of a she-cat she found outside of StormClan's territory, a certain she who made her eyes sparkle and her heart race, so different yet to similar to herself.

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