Personalities & Descriptions: (Using their first names instead of adding 'kit' or 'paw')
Claw – black she-cat with amber eyes. Personality: Fierce and merciless
Thunder – black tom with white paws and green eyes. Personality: Loyal and humorous
Shiver – small soot colored she-cat with faded blue-gray eyes. Personality: Timid and cautious
Carboni – gray she-cat with black stripes and amber eyes. Personality: Ambitious and brave
Blood – white tom with black ears and tail-tip and blue eyes. Personality: Impatient, short-tempered, and determined.
A Collar
Carboni's POV
Carboni creeped out of the box she shared with Thunder and stretched. Today's the day I become six moons old! Maybe not cats will take me more seriously since I'm officially not a kit! Carboni thought proudly.
Thunder raced down the alley, "Carboni! Guess what I got to do!" Thunder yowled.
Whisking out of the way Carboni stared at her paws, "Did you get to fight?"
Thunder nodded proudly and puffed out his chest, "Yep! Rust is helping me herself! Can you believe it?" he asked excitedly.
Carboni looked up and said crossly, "Yes I can believe it! You get everything you want so why not special training?" She snapped.
Thunder's ears went back in surprise, "Why are you so bitter today?" he asked.
Carboni shook her head, "You're the next leader of BloodClan, you get whatever you want, and it's not fair! I'm Scourge's kit just as much as you are!"
Thunder shook his head and smiled wobbly at his sister, "Carboni I'm sure you're just as special as I am. Remember if anything happens to me then you get to be leader," he murmured.
Shaking her head Carboni sat down, "Don't talk like that. BloodClan would rather be wiped out than lose you in a battle."
Laughing quietly Thunder smiled at her, "What is it you really want?' he asked.
Carboni scowled and shuffled her paws, "A collar. Every cat but me has one and I don't want to be thought of as weak because I don't have one!" she declared.
"Let's go ask Rust for one then! I doubt she'll say no," Thunder meowed encouragingly.
"Alright, fine," Carboni finally agreed.
Together the two kits raced down the alley towards the big dumpster that Rust claimed as her den.
Carboni hesitated then scrambled under the dumpster with Thunder right behind her. "Rust?" she called.
Yellow eyes glittered towards the back of the dumpster, "What do you want?" she asked.
Carboni shuffled her paws and glanced at Thunder for help. "Carboni was wondering if she could have a collar of her own?" he inquired.
Rust examined Carboni carefully before saying, "Very well. I like to keep a couple on the roof of the dumpster when we have new killers. Just pick one out of there," she murmured.
Carboni's face registered surprise, "Thank you, Rust!"
Rust flicked her tail, "Whatever. Now out you go, both of you."
Obediently the two cats creeped out from under the dumpster. Carboni beamed with delight and leaped up on top of the dumpster.
"Wow! There are so many!" she gasped. "But there isn't a gold one like yours," she mewed, glancing at Thunder.
Shrugging her brother leaped up next to her and stared at all the different collars. Thunder nodded to a thin rope with a gleaming crystal tied on the end.
Carboni made a face, "That's so pathetic! Now every cat will think I'm so kind of prissy cat! I want one with teeth."
Thunder narrowed his eyes, "I think it's pretty."
Carboni closed her eyes and let out a disappointed sigh. Thunder crept quietly over to her and dropped the collar over her neck; letting it slide right into place.
Carboni let out an angry hiss, "Now everyone is going to think I'm so fat kittypet with Twolegs who get me anything!"
Thunder smiled smugly at her, "I think it fits you. It's really pretty but it's rock hard."
Carboni cuffed him over the ears, "Whatever."
I forgot to mention that, Shiverkit, Bloodkit, and Clawkit have no idea that they're from BloodClan. They think they're mother died in a border skirmish. Anyways, the story will start picking up, I'll try and update tomorrow.
StarClan light your paths!
~Stormyyy