Post by Zena on Feb 25, 2018 22:46:56 GMT
Personal Info
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Name:
Lilykit, Lilypaw, Lilydawn
Age: 26 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Medicine Cat
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Visual
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Formal Discription: A traditional long-haired Siamese if one's ever seen one, Lilydawn often has trouble keeping things out of her fur. It's fine, but very long and twigs and leaves love to get tangled in it, especially when she's trying to sort her herbs. Brilliant light blue eyes with slightly darker hues around her pupils peer out from the black mask upon her face. The mask covers her nose and extends out to slightly above her eyes, where it fades into her pure white coloration only to reappear again to cover her ears in pitch black fur. Her feet have black socks, just her paws on her front legs but up to the knee joint on her hind legs. Her tail is also black all the way down.
Lilydawn is a small she-cat, dwarfed by most other females. She'd probably be upset about this if she wanted to come across as intimidating, but since she doesn't she's completely fine with it. It really lets her blend in with the background, though her coloration works against her in that regard.
Since she doesn't get into fights, she has no scars to speak of. Perhaps in the future something will mark her, but for now she remains a blank slate save for her natural coloration. On occasion, she likes to go find berries and use their juice to mark the white areas of her pelt, but this is a rarity as she generally has better things she could be doing.
Breed:
Siamese
Summary Description:
A small, Siamese female with bright blue eyes and traditional markings.
Imagery:
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Life
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Personality:
Lilydawn is a generally quiet she-cat. She prefers to keep out of the limelight and away from the center of attention, and will do anything she can to keep from putting herself there. When others do focus on her she comes across as very timid and withdrawn, often repeating herself or rambling as she tries to make her point. It can be, quite honestly, rather painful to watch but she'll get there eventually if you just let her struggle on.
Interestingly, though she's incredibly timid and hates being around crowds, she's one of the sweetest and most caring cats you can meet. She loves getting to meet others (one at a time or in small groups of course) and she adores kits most of all. It's highly likely that any mother in the clan has had to shoo her away from the den at one point or another, or has gotten her to kitsit their children so they can have a bit of a break. She's always wanted some children of her own, but due to her calling as a Medicine Cat she was forced to abandon that dream. Instead, she dotes upon the kits of others as much as she can.
She's also quite trusting, perhaps even to the point of gullibility. Those she comes to care about can tell her whatever they please and she'll likely believe them, because why shouldn't she? This has gotten her into trouble in the past, and led others to be able to lie to her whenever they like, but she still continues to do it because it's just her way.
Lastly, while she's very timid and reserved, and generally unwilling to get into a fight, she'll go to any lengths to protect those she cares about. Her friends and family are incredibly important to her, and threatening or harming any of them is a surefire way to earn her undying distrust and is one of the incredibly few ways to actually get into a fight with her, if only in defense of those she cares about.
History:
She was born in Shadowclan, one of a rather small litter to elderly parents. She grew up leading the typical clan cat life, playing with her siblings and trying to stay out from under everyone's paws. She preferred to stick close to the nursery instead of venturing out much, peering out at the chaos of the camp from
the safety of the den. Better not to go out there, she decided. Unfortunately, she'd have to eventually. Her siblings would make fun of her for being so timid, and she tried to be more outgoing but... well it didn't really work.
Eventually, she rose through the ranks and became an apprentice, where it became evident that not only was she not good at being outgoing, but she really wasn't good at fighting. She learned the basics anyway, resolved never to use them, and then graduated to being a warrior. Perhaps she's lucky her name isn't Lilyfail, but thankfully clan leaders don't generally give names out of spite. Besides, they all knew she meant well, even if she wasn't the best at important skills. She made up for it by following in the pawsteps of their Medicine Cat (sometimes literally when she'd trip him up), learning what she could from the tom.
She didn't particularly notice their leader becoming frail, though she did notice how much Ebonypelt had to assist him. She was in awe of the tom and how well he took care of things, not to mention all the omens Starclan gave him. It never occurred to her that they might be falsehoods. Instead, she wondered if she would ever measure up to the tom and if Starclan would ever speak to her quite so much.
After a while, she thought it odd that they were to allow strangers onto their lands, particularly with all the trouble they had seen at their borders over the years, but what did she really know? She was just the apprentice, and her place was to learn, not question her elders. Besides, she still held onto a small portion of that hero worship she'd held for him over the moons.
When she learned he had abandoned them once Shackledstar became leader, she was devastated and frightened. Could she really take care of the entire clan by herself now? She knew there was no choice, and so she returned to the Moonpool for a time to speak with Starclan. When she returned later that day, she felt content in the knowledge that this was her home, and these were her people. She would do anything for them, even if she didn't understand why things had happened the way they did.
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Famliy
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Mother:
Deceased
Father:
Deceased
Siblings:
Unknown
Mate:
N/A
Kits:
N/A
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Name:
Lilykit, Lilypaw, Lilydawn
Age: 26 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Shadowclan
Rank: Medicine Cat
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Visual
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Formal Discription: A traditional long-haired Siamese if one's ever seen one, Lilydawn often has trouble keeping things out of her fur. It's fine, but very long and twigs and leaves love to get tangled in it, especially when she's trying to sort her herbs. Brilliant light blue eyes with slightly darker hues around her pupils peer out from the black mask upon her face. The mask covers her nose and extends out to slightly above her eyes, where it fades into her pure white coloration only to reappear again to cover her ears in pitch black fur. Her feet have black socks, just her paws on her front legs but up to the knee joint on her hind legs. Her tail is also black all the way down.
Lilydawn is a small she-cat, dwarfed by most other females. She'd probably be upset about this if she wanted to come across as intimidating, but since she doesn't she's completely fine with it. It really lets her blend in with the background, though her coloration works against her in that regard.
Since she doesn't get into fights, she has no scars to speak of. Perhaps in the future something will mark her, but for now she remains a blank slate save for her natural coloration. On occasion, she likes to go find berries and use their juice to mark the white areas of her pelt, but this is a rarity as she generally has better things she could be doing.
Breed:
Siamese
Summary Description:
A small, Siamese female with bright blue eyes and traditional markings.
Imagery:
---------------------------------
Life
---------------------------------
Personality:
Lilydawn is a generally quiet she-cat. She prefers to keep out of the limelight and away from the center of attention, and will do anything she can to keep from putting herself there. When others do focus on her she comes across as very timid and withdrawn, often repeating herself or rambling as she tries to make her point. It can be, quite honestly, rather painful to watch but she'll get there eventually if you just let her struggle on.
Interestingly, though she's incredibly timid and hates being around crowds, she's one of the sweetest and most caring cats you can meet. She loves getting to meet others (one at a time or in small groups of course) and she adores kits most of all. It's highly likely that any mother in the clan has had to shoo her away from the den at one point or another, or has gotten her to kitsit their children so they can have a bit of a break. She's always wanted some children of her own, but due to her calling as a Medicine Cat she was forced to abandon that dream. Instead, she dotes upon the kits of others as much as she can.
She's also quite trusting, perhaps even to the point of gullibility. Those she comes to care about can tell her whatever they please and she'll likely believe them, because why shouldn't she? This has gotten her into trouble in the past, and led others to be able to lie to her whenever they like, but she still continues to do it because it's just her way.
Lastly, while she's very timid and reserved, and generally unwilling to get into a fight, she'll go to any lengths to protect those she cares about. Her friends and family are incredibly important to her, and threatening or harming any of them is a surefire way to earn her undying distrust and is one of the incredibly few ways to actually get into a fight with her, if only in defense of those she cares about.
History:
She was born in Shadowclan, one of a rather small litter to elderly parents. She grew up leading the typical clan cat life, playing with her siblings and trying to stay out from under everyone's paws. She preferred to stick close to the nursery instead of venturing out much, peering out at the chaos of the camp from
the safety of the den. Better not to go out there, she decided. Unfortunately, she'd have to eventually. Her siblings would make fun of her for being so timid, and she tried to be more outgoing but... well it didn't really work.
Eventually, she rose through the ranks and became an apprentice, where it became evident that not only was she not good at being outgoing, but she really wasn't good at fighting. She learned the basics anyway, resolved never to use them, and then graduated to being a warrior. Perhaps she's lucky her name isn't Lilyfail, but thankfully clan leaders don't generally give names out of spite. Besides, they all knew she meant well, even if she wasn't the best at important skills. She made up for it by following in the pawsteps of their Medicine Cat (sometimes literally when she'd trip him up), learning what she could from the tom.
She didn't particularly notice their leader becoming frail, though she did notice how much Ebonypelt had to assist him. She was in awe of the tom and how well he took care of things, not to mention all the omens Starclan gave him. It never occurred to her that they might be falsehoods. Instead, she wondered if she would ever measure up to the tom and if Starclan would ever speak to her quite so much.
After a while, she thought it odd that they were to allow strangers onto their lands, particularly with all the trouble they had seen at their borders over the years, but what did she really know? She was just the apprentice, and her place was to learn, not question her elders. Besides, she still held onto a small portion of that hero worship she'd held for him over the moons.
When she learned he had abandoned them once Shackledstar became leader, she was devastated and frightened. Could she really take care of the entire clan by herself now? She knew there was no choice, and so she returned to the Moonpool for a time to speak with Starclan. When she returned later that day, she felt content in the knowledge that this was her home, and these were her people. She would do anything for them, even if she didn't understand why things had happened the way they did.
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Famliy
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Mother:
Deceased
Father:
Deceased
Siblings:
Unknown
Mate:
N/A
Kits:
N/A
