Post by shiningheart on Jan 23, 2010 17:36:22 GMT -5
Name: Lilypaw
Age: 8 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Apprentice
Personality:
Age: 8 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Apprentice
Personality:
The term 'trouble' doesn't even begin to describe Lilypaw. She fights and argues with everyone, just for the thrill of a good argument. She enjoys angering other cats, just to see their reaction. The only thing Lilypaw enjoys more than a good argument is playing pranks. She's rather childish in her own way. When the prank is pulled, she won't flat out deny the fact that she was the master-mind. She'll simply grin evilly and play with the accuser. The only cats that she won't argue with are her sisters, Seapaw and Streampaw. And that's really only because they refuse to rise to the bait.Description:
Lilypaw is the odd-one-out of her sisters. They look like their mother. She looks like their father. Her fur is a dark, dark ginger that stands out in a crowd. She only has one physical trait in common with her mother: her eyes. Both Lilypaw and her sisters share their mother's sea-green eyes. The tip of Lilypaw's tail is as red as blood. She's often found glaring at the twitching tip whenever she's deep in thought. A pink scar parts the fur near the base of her tail, exposing the skin beneath her fur. She tries to hide the unsightly mark by licking her fur over it. But that hardly works.History:
During their kit-hood, Lilypaw was, once again, the odd-one-out of her sisters. They were the quiet, appreciative, rule-abiding ones. Lilypaw tried to be like them, for the most part. But she was never really very good at sitting still or following orders. She tried once to follow the dawn patrol. At first, the kit was doing a very good job of tracking them by scent. That is, until, a fox showed up. It chased her up a tree, where she dangled helplessly from a branch while the fox snapped at her heels.
The dawn patrol heard the commotion and came to help out. The fox was fitter than they thought, and much tougher than normal foxes. It managed to kill Lilypaw's father, who was on the patrol, before it was chased off. Her leader pondered putting off her apprentice ceremony for a bit, but decided against it. His reasoning, when asked, was simply this: "She's suffered enough. After all, she is the reason her father is dead now." Lilypaw has never forgotten those words, or the truth of them.
