The Eterna

Cassiakit was born to a loving family with great siblings that let her bloom into a lovely, outspoken molly from a young age. She got away with murder by her parents and doting older siblings, being the youngest and only survivor of her parents' last litter, as well as quite sickly herself, and it made her a haughty, stuck up kit. She played with the other kits on occassion, but other parents felt hers weren't strict enough with her, leading her to being a bad influence, and tended to halt these playdates on multiple occasions when they felt she was about to drag their kits into something dangerous. She did, however, stick with her best friend, Falconkit, like glue, despite his father's protests.

The quiet Falconkit was a stark contrast to Cassiakit's outgoing, spastik mannerisms, and she liked pestering him and trying to drag him into problems and her adventures. He, however, would just tattle on her to either her parents or his father, which made her more determined to pull him out of his shell. She felt bad for him, thinking someone made him so quiet, and regularly vowed to protect the larger tom, bristling at anyone who bullied him and often getting into scuffles over him in the nursery, leaving her battered and bruised, but with a happy gleam in her eye and a proud, successful grin on her face when she returned to the goody goody tom, even though her weak body meant she often lost. She knew he would never fight himself, so she convinced herself that she had to do it for him.

At six moons, they got their mentors and apprentice names, and the playfulness continued. She stayed michevious, still trying to get him to go out and do anything fun with her, even if it meant he would tell on her to her mentor or parents. She, in fact, still does this, even to this day a few moons later. She's still very determined and undeterred by his attitude, even if he is a tattle-tale.