Post by rae on Apr 21, 2013 0:53:44 GMT -5
[/size][/sup]LILYseventeen . she-cat . heterosexual . loner
>> the basics: She was named Lily because of her beautiful white pelt. She is heterosexual, meaning that she is only attracted to the opposite gender. That doesn't mean she doesn't recognize a beautiful she-cat when she sees one, just means that she doesn't want to mate with one. She is a female and loves being one. She is seventeen moons old. She has been a loner since birth.
a white she-cat with brown eyes
>> Appearance: She has white thin fur with dark chocolate brown eyes. Her ears, nose, and pads are a light pink color. Her whiskers are white along with the rest of her pelt. She is very slender with short legs. This she-cat has very sharp claws, so don't piss her off else you might find yourself scratched. Her teeth are shiny white, another weapon of hers so beware. Her pelt is always neat because she cleans it daily, so it will always look nice and smooth against her skin. Source of Image Is Here!
kind . stubborn . honest
>> Personality: She is a friendly she-cat even when you first meet her. Though she doesn't share her prey unless the other cat is in need at the time. She is never mean to another cat unless they were mean to her first, those who become her friend she has your back and won't allow anybody to disrespect you without a fight.
She is stubborn, she won't do anything unless she wants to do that, end of story. This mostly goes with others telling her what she can and can't do, making it hard for her to befriend those in clans if they force their rules down her throat. She also won't share her prey unless she feels like it, or another cat needs it more.
Honestly is something that Lily lives by till the end of her days. She is always honest with another and if they don't want to hear the answer don't ask it. She doesn't like cats who lie to her and won't stand being near them anymore if they have been caught lying to her unless it was a joke.
>> History: Once upon a time there was a she-cat sitting in the window seal. The white she-cat looked outside, waiting for her owners to come home. She was twenty moons old around this time or so. Her owners hadn't come home though and it was starting to worry her. Time was ticking as she stayed by the window, time passing by her. There was another cat outside, her ears shot up as she tried to listen to him from outside. He came to the window and spoke to her, telling her how he loved being outside and free and how she would like it too. When her owners came home the male cat left. It was a few days later that her owners had left again and the tom had showed up at her window again. Angel wanted to be outside, her owners weren't good enough anymore. Hours went by before her owners came home and she waited by the door.
As the door opened she ran outside into the night. Her owners called for her but she refused to come back home until she had a real taste of the true world. The tom met up with her in the middle of the night and they stayed partners as he taught her the ways of a loner. She started falling in love with him and he fell for her. The became mates and Angel became pregnant. Not wanting to help raise the kits, Kevin left Angel. Angel ran back home to her owners to find the house had been for sale. Nowhere else to go, Angel made a nest in the tree and took care of herself. She gave birth to three kits, Tim, Daisy, and Lily. All were white kits with white pelts. That was because Kevin was a white tom. Tim had blue eyes like Kevin and Daisy and Lily shared their mother's brown eyes. Angel raised her kits on her own, showing them how to hunt for food.
Six moons had gone by before Angel taught her kits how to hunt. Lily learned how to hunt after watching her brother and sister try and would practice herself until she finally got prey herself. Six more moons of hunting and Angel left her kits so that they could live the life of a loner alone. Angel taught from green cough shortly after. Tim went his own way and Lily never seen him again. Daisy and Lily stayed together for some time before they parted. Lily was fifteen moons old when Daisy got attacked by another loner. Even after all that Lily had gone through she didn't blame the loner. Daisy had the problem of trying to steal anothers prey and that is what she believed had happened because the loner hadn't attacked her. It has been two moons since her sister's death and now she has truly been on her own. Grateful for her mother's teachings even if the she-cat did leave them at twelve moons.