Shallowstripe

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"My name is Shallowstripe, and I give you the life of strength. Use this life to fight for your clan with your best."

— Shallowstripe to Sliverstone in Kit to Leader

Description

Shallowstripe is a light gray tom with green eyes.

Extra Story

I always considered Lion's kits my own kits. So I was duty bound to find a new place for them. A field of long grass by a river seemed a suitable place, but we needed a good den, not just good living environment. "Lion, do you think this could be our new home?" I asked my friend. "It could be," Lion said back thoughtfully.

We agreed we had found a place good enough for a temporary den, at least. It was only a makeshift fix for our problem. We still needed something permanent. I was strolling along with Lion and the kits, sniffing around, when four cats came into view, two she-kits, one tom-kit and a grown tom. The kits scrambled back into our makeshift den. Are they hostile? I wondered, but the grown tom kept his claws sheathed and fur lying flat.

"Hello?" He said. Excitement flooded me. This cat could know of a place for the kits! I thought. "Hi!" Lion replied brightly. "Do you live here?" The tom asked. I whispered to Lion, "We should ask who's asking." Lion shrugged. "A friendly cat, that's who. We'll tell him the truth." "Of course we will! But he's a stranger." "He won't be if we get to know him," Lion pointed out. I nodded.

"We were just staying for a bit," I meowed. "We have kits with us." The kits scuttled out from the den. The grown tom's eyes shone. "I'm Bramblestar. Let me tell you about what a Clan is...."