Those of you who have done Warriors roleplays with me are familiar with my character, Smokepaw. But some of you may be wondering,"How did he become blind?""How did he and Wolfpaw escape the fire, and how did his parents and sister die?". Well, I've finally gotten around to answering those questions. Here is Smokepaw's story:
(Yay!!! I finally finished it!!! Keep your eyes open for the upcoming Tangletail's Story)
Smokekit's eyes fluttered open as sunlight streamed into the nursery. He got up and stretched, hardly awake at all.
He looked beside him to see his mother, Brightflower, sleeping quite peacefully. To his right lay his brother, Wolfkit, sprawled across the sandy floor. Smokekit smiled to himself and realized someone was missing.
He quietly creeped out of the nursery, not wanting to disturb the sleeping queens and kits. When he walked out, he saw a few cats in the camp.
Silvermoon was padding out of the warriors den. Her emerald eyes gleamed in the sunlight. When you looked at Silvermoon, the first thing your eyes noticed was her strange birthmark in the shape of a small, silver crescent moon which was on her chest. She saw Smokekit and nodded in his direction, then padded out of the camp, probably to go hunting.
Robinheart, a small red she-cat with a white chest and olive green eyes, was talking to a dark grey she-cat with dazzling blue eyes, who happened to be her sister, Duskflower.
Then, Smokekit saw her.
Laying by the freshkill pile was a small white and brown kit. A half-finished mouse lay underneath one of her paws. A smile spread across Smokekit's face as he padded over to her.
He poked her in the stomache with his paw. Her head rose slowly, as if in slow motion, and the kit let out a large yawn. Her eyelids opened ever so slowly, too, revealing her beautiful saphire eyes.
"What is it, Smokekit?" the kit asked him.
Smokekit smiled at her. "Are you going to finish that?"
Gingerkit jumped up, now fairly awake. "Shut up!" she sneered at him playfully.
Just then, Wolfkit came out of the ThunderClan nursery, his dark grey pelt blending in with the still dark camp. He noticed them and ran over, his yellow eyes gleaming with excitement.
"What are you two doing up so early?" Wolfkit asked his siblings.
"Trying to get an easy meal," replied Smokekit with a smile.
"Well, just like your brain, you failed," Gingerkit told her brother.
Wolfkit
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