A tiny round flame point Siamese she-cat with large blue eyes

Despite reaching 6 moons Grubpaw is still fairly tiny, though she doesn't let it slow her down. Her fur is short, but her round form gives her a fluffy, cuddly appearance despite how fierce she tries to act

Her fur is almost completely pale besides the orange points on her face that have finally begin to darken. Her paws are a bit lighter but surely they'll deepen in color.

Grubpaw may be tiny but she's not weak, she has a stocky frame that protects her! Large paws that don't seem to fit her body and are often stained with dirt from digging. 

Grubkit wasn't born in Prairieclan, instead she was born in a damp and dark alleyway, to a kittypet who'd fallen for a cat who didn't feel the same way and was now stuck with one tiny wriggling kitten. Alone. 

It wasn't long for her to search for a new place, she needed some shelter and had no idea how to hunt.  Terrified of starving she left to find Prairieclan. She didn't know much about the clans other then they were a large group of cats that hunted and helped each other survive. So she pleaded her case to Prarieclan's leader and was accepted in as a queen.

It took awhile to get used to her new home and the way clans functioned. She found she hated live prey, hated how cramped Prarieclan camp felt, so different from the warm home she'd left so many moons ago. Despite her gripes it wasn't enough to convince her to leave, the fear of starving and weighed down but a kit who'd hardly opened her eyes she stayed. 

She stayed until she couldn't. Her mental health deteriorating, she left one day. Deep in the night she went for a walk and...never came home. Grubkit would be told a fox had attacked her while stretching her legs, but the lack of body and her mothers own words made it obvious what really happened.


Grubkit was raised by the clan instead of having her mother, the queens and even some warriors helped raise Grubkit. Grubkit didn't really notice the lack of parents, She could hardly remember her mothers own face. It was something that just was. Her mother died, but she wasn't alone. 

Early on Grubkit's strange interests began to peak. She'd be found digging holes, sneaking around camp to steal different plants. She was almost always found studying and breaking down different plants, covered in mud and leaves. 

Her love of tunnels would only grow as she noticed she had a knack for digging. Her digging only escalated and she'd often be found covered in dirt and mud from digging. 

6 Moons had passed fast for Grubkit and before she knew it she was surrounded by her clanmates and friends to earn her new name. Grubpaw

Pre-Plotting: Grubpaw sees her entire clan as family, though Snailpaw,(owl ) Privetpaw(@fret) and buglepaw(robin )are three cats she keeps close to her heart ,and sees as more then just best friends. Though she's always looking for new cats to talk with! And seeing who agrees to sneak out with her to look for cool plants. Grubpaw fits the Peony role best, wanting whats best for Prarieclan and others across the borders. Sure they fight but we can't abandon each other! Grubpaw finds it strange others dont empathize with cats not of their clan

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