Fireflykit

Lichen clan

runty blue classic tabby with white paws and belly

In comparison to her parents, Fireflykit is obviously the runt. Her features are short and rounded, giving her a very soft look. Her amber eyes, bright like her mother’s, shine with curiosity. She walks with an air of someone who knows there are eyes on them, because usually, there is. She’s light on her paws, her white toes carrying her gracefully. Her white belly crawls up her neck and contrasts beautifully with the gray on the rest of her form. Her short coat is swirled with tabby markings, and she likes to keep it neatly groomed. Her ears are often perked at attention, and her tail is usually kept low to the ground. It is not usual to catch her staring, or to hear her euphonic voice speaking to herself.

+ Inquisitive and Determined | - Naïve and Deceitful | : Diffident and Egoless

To even be born, a kit has to have a bit of determination. The need to breathe outside of the womb, the drive to stay as close to their mother’s warmth as possible. Fireflykit has always been determined. Consistently motivated for her goals, even if sometimes that goal is unclear. She can sometimes be aimless, moving towards whatever purpose her family has laid upon her. She allows them to pave her path, knowing it might not be her best interest. Fireflykit does not always agree with her kin. Her mother, often too harsh for the kit’s liking. Her father’s principles breathing ruthlessly down her spine. She desperately wants to know herself outside her family, but her own shadow is unfamiliar within the shadows of her parents. She accepts it, and lets herself believe that might be her ultimate purpose: to follow her mother.
Despite her blatant insecurity, she stays very inquisitive. She loves asking questions, even if she is told they should go unanswered. Her eyes are often filled with curiosity, and she is willing to go to certain extents to learn what she wants to know. This can sometimes manifest as deceit. Not usually done with malicious intent, but done for her (or more specifically, her family’s) personal gain. It is not unusual for her to keep secrets to herself though. Some things are just better unseen by her kin’s watchful gaze.

Fireflykit usually stays to herself in general. Constantly being reminded of the dangers of a skeptic, being told that doubt or faithlessness will leave you vulnerable to the Dark Forest, it left the small female self-conscious. It leaves her modest, her loud thoughts getting stuck in her throat. If these things did not float over her head, she’d be talkative and opinionated. She tends to be more empathetic than her kin, and usually tries to not think of her father’s death.

Fireflykit, the smallest of the litter, birthed to shed light on those too close to the Dark Forest. Born to some of the most devout and unyielding warriors in Lichen Clan, Fireflykit was brought into this world with expectations already placed on her tiny shoulders. Her mother Wavefrost, whispering promises of salvation and security under her watchful gaze. Her father, Falconfire, lost to the claws of a clan unworthy of him. His presence loomed over her and her siblings alike, despite his soul now living with the stars. There is no doubt to the greatness instilled inside her siblings’ small bodies, and no truer tongue than that of her mother’s. She is expected to trust and display her beliefs, even if she does not understand them. She is expected to be obedient and well-mannered, even if her mind says otherwise.

She is the legacy her father and mother have given the world, and she must do right by them. Besides, there is comfort in knowing she is bound to others by blood. It's hard to stray from the only thing you’ve grown to know.