Hey everyone! I'd like to thank everyone who submitted a name last chapter, and here is the next one, pelt color and markings, along with eye color. To everyone who pointed out my mistake in the first chapter, I fixed it, and thank you for pointing it out! Now let's get to it!
Pick a number between 1 and 12 for pelt color:
1. Silver
2. Cinnamon
3. Black
4. Blue (Like Bluestar)
5. Golden
6. Ginger/Russet
7. Lilac (Pale brown)
8. Dark brown
9. White
10. Buff
11. Grey
12. Cream
Pick a number between 1 and 15 for pattern (optional)
1. Patched with black/white
2. Tiger tabby stripes
3. Solid
4. Bengal tabby stripes
5. Tuxedo
6. Harlequin
7. Spotted tabby spots
8. White bib
9. Bull's eye tabby
10. Seal point
11. Mottled with a color of choice
tabby
13. Black/white paws and dorsal stripe
14. White/black tail tip
15. Spotted tabby
Pick a number between 1 and 15 for eye color:
1. Green and blue
2. Hazel
3. Gold
4. Yellow and orange
5. Amber
6. Orange
7. Copper and hazel
8. Brown
9. Blue
10. Grey and amber
11. Green
12. Gold and brown
13. Grey
14. Copper
15. Yellow
So I'm Stormfall, grey she-cat with copper eyes, Warrior of ThunderClan! I know I said last chapter that I would do chapters, but I decided I wouldn't do that, and the next chapter will be apprentices and family! Until we meet again everyone!
A queen smiled down at her kit, the grey she-kit squirming closer to her mother, fur still puffed up from licking.
"What will you name her?" The medicine cat asked.
"Stormkit." The queen purred. "I'll name her Stormkit."
The queen remembers the first time her kit opened her eyes, the copper hue the exact same as hers. She remembers the wonder in them as Stormkit saw the camp for the first time. She remembers the happiness in them as Stormkit became Stormpaw. The determination in them as Stormpaw became Stormfall. Now, she sees the fear and terror in them as the veil of water separating them flows together, shutting copper eyes on either side, one in the icy clutches of death, the other in the warm embrace of life.
"Stormfall." The name came out as a series of bubbles, the name greedily sucked from her by the water. She tries to say her mates name, but the water steals that too, rushing down her throat and up her nose in a vain attempt to find more, and the queen closed her eyes, letting the soft wave of darkness sweep over her.