As only a young kit, the blue-furred tom was nearly always sick. His mother doubted his survival. Ultimately, he prevailed. Littlekit, at the time, even though sickly, was strong enough to stay alive. He showed great personality. Littlesneeze was the runt of the litter, clumsy as hell, and sassy enough to back himself up. 

Littlesneeze's Backstory

The cat was born outside of the clans, his mother a loner impregnated by a riverclan-cat. He grew with the trees of the forest, his mother teaching him all he knew until she was slaughtered by a coyote. Frightened and traumatized, the young apprentice ran to the riverclan border, crying for the cats to find him his father, Palesnout. They complied, and brought the small tom to his father. Littlepaw, at the time, joined Riverclan in fear of being on his own. He was trained by a warrior named Shrewflight to be a warrior. Though, he never really was the best. Too timid to fight a fellow feline. Too guilty to kill any prey without apologizing. Everyone around him insisted he'd be a better medicine cat, but Littlesneeze refused. He knew damn well he could be a fine warrior.