Robin (wip)

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You were born in the twoleg place, unwanted by the strange creatures from day one. Your mother was absolutely beautiful; her calico fur was striped and her yellow eyes held a warmth that you envied from the beginning. She was a soft and naive she-cat; having grown up in a twoleg home from the moment she was born. Her life took a turn for the worst when she fell in love with your father. She spent fewer days inside of the twoleg nest and more days exploring the streets with the orange tom she had grown to love. She would recognize her mistake not too long after you were born; but by then it would be too late. Her twolegs would have forgotten her and found her replacement; an action done from grief and not from lack of love. She never once blamed them, and spoke well of her twolegs until the day that she stopped breathing.

Your father was a strong tom. He had grown up on the streets since the moment he was born; choosing a life of freedom and adventure over a life filled with strange creatures and soft beds. You admired him just a little more than you did your mother; though you tried to refrain from showing a bias. He was stubborn and quick-witted, but he loved deeper than any cat you had ever known. Despite your mother's uselessness on the streets, he never complained about providing for his family. He stuck by her side through sicknesses and through frustrations. Never once did he force her to hunt; despite the obvious stress it placed on him. His loyalty was constant and unwavering; a rock that stood the test of time.

You grew up with two brothers, though they were much different than any cat could have anticipated. Sorrel was your eldest brother. He was known for being boisterous and brave. Silence was never his strength but he was the defender of the family from day one. He kept the alley that your family called home safe from loners, dogs, and twolegs alike. When anyone ever talked of a dangerous cat, Sorrel's name was the first to escape their maw. You were proud of your bother; his strength mirrored your fathers though his patience needed work. Despite your brothers faults, his strengths shone bright

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