[lone]

{Open post}

A small, calico kit was darting around. As she always did-- without thinking. It was normal to see this particular kit running around, particuarly because she was...well...energetic, to say the least. Brightkit always found the good in anything, and had a particuarly bright spirit-- though that was not the reason she had recieved her name. No, it was for the bright colors on her pelt. Brightkit was pretty for a younger kit, though she never noticed this-- maybe because she was too busy running around. And she was getting bigger, too...it wouldn't be long before she was an apprentice. That would make her very excited. The feline's tail twitched back and forth, like a miniature switch, and her eyes practically lit up as she bounced around. Well, at least one of them did-- the other maintained it's lifeless state, looking ahead as always. But Brightkit knew what was wrong with it now. Why her vision was shadowy. Why she was sometimes looked upon as strange. Because of her eye. That one eye that no one could look past, and she would never understand why they couldn't look past it.