SWEETKIT / swirl
"Hold your breath, make a wish, count to three. Come with me and you'll be in a world of pure imagination. Take a look and you'll see into your imagination." Fantastical sights far beyond the naked eye, treasures made to dazzle and take your breath away. Curling leaves of taffy, swaying grasses of licorice, sunlight creating patterns upon chocolate bark. The world is tinted in a gorgeous rose hue; the skies reminiscent of fluffy cotton candy, the dirt beneath her feet sour strawberry powder just waiting to coat her sugar white paws. Her sherbet and vanilla pattered pelt is fitting in this fantasy land where anything is possible if you have the will and imagination to follow through. Large brown-violet eyes reminiscent of sweet and fizzy cola scan the path she traverses with light steps, her fluffy form seeming to bounce as if she were a cloud drifting along the breeze. In this realm where everything is limitless, she finds herself comfortably situated. Negativity is a foreign entity to her rainbow striped heart; bad dreams and thoughts of loss drift away like multi-colored bubbles soaring toward the sun. Perhaps this is due to her short memory... Everything can be beautiful and serene if one cannot remember the horrors of life. Or perhaps this is simply who she is: a pacifist with an optimist's perspective. Either way, she finds her heart longing for purpose; she was placed within this candy land for a reason. But what could that be? "We'll begin with a spin, traveling in the world of my creation. What we'll see will defy explanation." A white exotic shorthair feline with orange tabby patches as if butterscotch was dripped upon her ears and spun like sugar floss around her tail, she has lived a life of peace and happiness within SummerClan's borders. She has known nothing of hardship – other than the occasional bout of illness that runs rampant throughout the clan at odd times of the year and the annual death that spreads mourning within its members – and finds herself often pondering how others – those who experience darkness on a daily basis – feel. In truth, this candy coated life she leads is one that, for those who were present for it, is rather unfortunate. If she could remember such things, perhaps she wouldn't be as bright or cheerful. Her parents were absent throughout her childhood, though she saw them occasionally outside of the nursery. They had no desire to assert themselves as her parents or her guardians and allowed her to remain on her own, cared for by those queens who could spare milk or attention from their own children. The dark times of her life – and the beginnings of her memory loss – were rooted shortly before her apprentice ceremony, when the sleeping sickness began. Those she knew – adults and the young alike, this curse was indiscriminate in choosing its victims – dropped away as if they were nothing more than flies instead of good people who had given their hearts and their love to her. When she lost the only mother she truly knew, a queen who left behind two young kittens around her age, she found herself quickly spiraling. Three days later and she found she couldn't remember much – not the tears that streaked down her cheeks when she found her adoptive mother's lifeless corpse, not the loneliness that consumed her so completely, nothing – to the disgruntled minds of her peers. "If you want to view paradise simply look around and view it, anything you want to, do it. Want to change the world? There's nothing to it." When she was young, she was seen as rather troubled, struggling to make friends with those her age. Her buddies were often those older than her – the adults and elders who could spare a minute here or there between duties or naps to spend time with her – until she made friends out of her adoptive siblings. She was lonely, even when in a crowd. Once she underwent her switch, however, she became a different feline; one not weighed down by grief, memory or the darkness of sadness. She was a new feline with a fresh perspective, but what she left behind could be, as debated, a bigger loss than what she had gained. But how can one miss something they've lost if they aren't aware they had it? With this new perspective on life and those she shares it with, she finds herself motivated to spread cheer to those who don't experience it in the same capacity that she does. Her heart is full, her love is free and her smile is genuine. "There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination. Living there, you'll be free if you truly wish to be."

kitten (trying for mca)

LOTUSKIT / frost — sinful
A silver and brown tabby she-cat with white chest and paws and seaglass blue eyes. Her appearance is reminiscent of a cool brook, pebbles rippling underneath gentle rapids. Daughter of Beetuft. Sibling of Cloudykit and Speckledkit.

kitten

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