Dapplekit

“Crackstep? Um...” Dapplekit took a deep breath. She never felt good asking for help. “The other kits can always run, but I can’t, and it makes me feel sad. C-could you... could you teach me how to run? How to run... run really fast, without falling?” - Dapplekit to Crackstep, about her missing leg.

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## Appearance

Dapplekit is larger than some of her siblings, though far from stocky, she’s lean and muscular with a fluffy tail and only three legs. Her dust brown pelt is dappled in a lacy pattern of dark brown and cream, and she had amber-orange eyes. Generally considered to be very ‘pretty’.

## Personality

Highly intelligent, obedient, loyal, hardworking, and charismatic, Dapplekit is often considered to be the ‘perfect kit’ by those around her. Always willing to help out, follows orders to the letter, seemingly good at everything she does, and practically a second mother to her siblings, she tries her best to be the perfect cat others seem to think she is, yet Dapplekit suffers from intense anxiety and depressive episodes. Dapple can be seen as… stanfoffish, arrogant, snobby, or even rude at times, but that’s also because she has a somewhat difficult time reading social cues, depending on the situation. Other times she can be incredibly charismatic, however, she just needs to stop putting so much pressure on herself. Can be a bit snappy, cynical, easily frustrated, angry, and has gotten a bit into a habit of self-blame. She’s EXTREMELY passive/submissive to those of higher ranks, unless she’s enthusiasticly trying to share an idea with them or gain their approval, which she does quite often. The only line you never cross? Threatening her family. She’d do absolutely anything for them.

## Life

### Kithood

(( Some details may be incorrect, due to my terrible memory and the fact that I’m writing these a little late. I apologize for any error or inconsistency in my writing!! ))

Dapplekit was born by the ShadowClan/WindClan border along with her siblings Brookkit, Ripplekit, and Sunkit. She was the youngest of her litter. Shortly after their birth, her and her siblings were taken by Thrasherpaw to the WindClan nursery.

When she was 1 moon old Dapplekit left the nursery for the first time, going in search of her sister, Sunkit, who had already ventured out while the rest of the family slept. The experience terrified her, giving Dapplekit her first full-blown experience with her anxiety - and although the young kit vowed never to leave the nursery again after that, she couldn’t stop her curiosity from growing. The rest of the moon passed uneventfully.

At almost 2 moons now she went outside again, this time with Crackstep. At first, the older cat had scared her, but soon Dapplekit became attached, spending the rest of the day with Crackstep, playing, and telling stories. She went outside regularly after that, although never too far from the nursery. She hung out with her siblings a bit, started exploring… but still not much else happened, and, truthfully, Dapplekit was happy to keep it that way. She didn’t really /want/ much else to happen, and although her anxiety was becoming ever so slightly more prominent, Dapplekit didn’t dwell on it, and, at this point, it wasn’t really bothering her yet. But new experiences still scared her. Quite a bit.

She’d done it - Dapplekit had made a friend! She’d met Oakkit when she was three moons old, and the two of them immediately hit it off. He was really the first cat her age - aside from her siblings, of course - who she really fully interacted with. Now that she was a little older, Dappie was getting more and more adventurous. Her siblings were always telling her she needed to take risks, and although she would never dream of breaking the rules… Oakkit had jokingly suggested the two of them sneak out of camp, and Dapplekit thought he was serious. So. Anxious about losing her new best friend, and desperately wanting to prove that she was brave, Dapple hesitantly agreed. However, it would still be quite a while before their plan was put into motion. Later that moon she was hanging out with Crackstep, sad about the fact that she was missing a leg. Dapplekit didn’t like watching all of the other kits run around while whenever she tried she… well… failed. Changing positions was hard too, less graceful and more ‘madly flailing about’ if you know what I mean. So, when she brought this up to Crackstep, the older cat offered to help her with her balance. Crackstep taught her to run better, even stand better, and just generally helped her, as Dapplekit took her lessons to heart. After that, Crackstep took her for a walk around camp.

One night, when she was four moons old, Dapplekit couldn’t sleep. She’d been starting to wonder and worry more about things, especially her future. Her sister, Brookkit, was also awake, and the two of them started to talk. Although Dapplekit dismissed her anxiety and budding depression as not important or worth mentioning, she had started to feel the weight of other’s expectations - a feeling she would grow very used to as she grew up, along with a feeling of responsibility for those around her, especially her siblings. And although she was excited for the day she would finally become an apprentice, the kit worried that she wouldn’t be ready, that she would never be good enough.

At five moons, Dapplekit was practicing some of the things Crackstep had taught her so long ago and worrying about her future, when Starlingfade walked in on her. She was very embarrassed to have been caught. When Starlingfade noticed she was acting strangely and started probing, Dapple opened up to him about the way she was feeling. However, she didn’t think he seemed to care when he turned the conversation on himself, and therefore thought it wasn’t a good idea to talk about the less joyful side of her emotions, believing herself to be a burden. So she kept quiet. A little while later, the kit found herself in a mental rut as she tried to suppress her doubts, anger, and fears, and it was at this point that she and Oakkit ran away together. The two of them escaped through the back of the nursery, running across the moors, until they came across a giant tree stump, where they spent quite a bit of time. They played Clan - as Oakstar and Dappletail - for a little while before deciding to climb the stump. Despite her missing leg, Dapplekit made it to the top, where she an Oak sat and just… just talked for a little while. She felt safe around him. And open, like she could talk about her thoughts without being judged. However, after he brought up the idea that maybe, even if they just stayed there forever, they wouldn’t be missed, she grew scared. Being forgotten, being alone, was one of Dapplekit’s worst fears. And she secretly believed that Oakkit was right. Dapplekit started wondering if her family loved her or cared for her at all and grew angry and sad, her pent-up emotions spilling out as she tried her best to get them under control, before Oakkit managed to calm her down again. Soon after that, they both fell asleep.

## Relationships

### Familial

Ashwillow - ShadowClan - Female - Warrior - Alive - Mother - ✩✩✩✩✩ - Undetermined

Starlingfade - WindClan - Male - Warrior - Alive - Father - ✩✩✩✩✩ - Undetermined

Sunkit - ShadowClan - Female - Kit - Alive - Littermate - ✩✩✩✩✩ - Undetermined

Brookkit - ShadowClan - Female - Kit - Alive - Littermate - ✩✩✩✩✩ - Undetermined

Ripplekit - ShadowClan - Male - Kit - Alive - Littermate - ✩✩✩✩✩ - Undetermined

Morningthorn - Shadowclan - Female - Warrior - Alive - Adoptive Maternal Aunt - ✩✩✩✩✩ - Undetermined

Birdglide - Windclan - Female - Warrior - Alive - Paternal Aunt - ✩✩✩✩✩ - Undetermined

Willowpool - Windclan - Female - Warrior - Alive - Paternal Aunt - ✩✩✩✩✩ - Undetermined

Blossomspark - Shadowclan - Female - Warrior - Alive - Aunt - ✩✩✩✩✩ - Undetermined

Wolfstance - Windclan - Male - Warrior - Alive - Paternal Uncle - ✩✩✩✩✩ - Undetermined

### Platonic

Oakkit - Windclan - Male - Kit - Alive - Best Friend - ✩✩✩✩✩ - Undetermined

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