Post by ∆llistine on Dec 13, 2009 12:38:33 GMT -5
Name: Tigerlily
Family: Uncle: Tornstep
Rank: Warrior
Clan: ShadowClan
Gender: She-Cat
Age: 23 moons
Eye Color: Deep Orange, bordering on a russet rust color
Fur Color: Tabby orange, she's a short fur.
Other Appearances:
Names of cats: Tigerlily
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Family: Uncle: Tornstep
Rank: Warrior
Clan: ShadowClan
Gender: She-Cat
Age: 23 moons
Eye Color: Deep Orange, bordering on a russet rust color
Fur Color: Tabby orange, she's a short fur.
Other Appearances:
Personality:
Long-legged and with a long tail to match, she's fast. But under her fur, muscles ripples. She's a good cat for the balance of strength and speed, though a complete master of neither.
She's got a few scars scattered over her orange pelt.
Tigerlily is a very loyal cat, though more so to her friends than her leader. She finds that, those in power can become corrupt, and that it's not smart to be more loyal to your friends than an sort of power. This also includes cats from across the clan boundaries, which often puts her into tight situations, but she survives. She doesn't deny anything about her loyalty.History:
In general, Tigerlily is a bouncy, happy cat that's often the center of attention. She's a very random cat, often leaving boring conversations for the joys of batting around leaves or chasing after a shadow.
She loves swimming and peace.
She's often impatient.
Tigerlily has very little prejudices, or so she likes to believe about herself. It often comes down to her being the kindest of her friends when the situation calls for it, trying to see the good in others, rather than only seeing the bad.
When she's serene and calm, she's often wise about how she speaks. Though she doesn't seem to have much information in her head, she does take in a lot of things and compute them as she sees fit to her personality.
As a kit, Tigerlily's parents were both killed just days after she was born, having taken a break from tending to the kits. A storm brushed through, and they froze to death in the night, not being able to find their way home. After that, Tigerkit's siblings all died, save for her younger brother. He died very soon after, with little nutrition. Tigerkit pulled through, being fed by another queen.RP Example:
After being made an apprentice, Tigerpaw worked harder than she'd thought possible to make her family in Starclan proud of her. Though, she did make a few connections with cat from other clans, and that's when her idea of loyalty started to take root.
She was made a warrior after showing how strong she was in the face of danger. Named Tigerlily for her bright, spunky, yet sometimes calm personality, she set out to make life better for anyone that she could. She still continues to stay as close to the warrior code as possible.
Lately though, she’s been lonely and more quiet than usual, unless something in a conversation really sparks her interest. She is still a hard working cat, one of the best hunters in her opinion, and she protects her clan, but something is missing from her life. It’s somewhat obvious that her search for a mate will be a confusing one.
Careful not to step on the thin twigs that jutted up from the hard, cold, frozen ground, Tigerlily seemed as though she was dancing over the snow that littered the ground, turning her world into a white wonderland, trees pushing through the icy layer to spread their branches to the sky, looking for any trace of sunlight and warmth that they could grasp. Little came there way, and with the gentle breeze that pushed through the bare limbs, it looked as though they were slowly beginning to shiver as the breeze took on more speed.Cats you RP: 1
Her tabby orange fur was bright against the white snow, matching some of the few leaves that were now falling to the ground, the last of survivors of the storm that had just pushed it’s way into the Shadowclan territory. Now, it seemed that everything was dead in the land of white powder, only the breeze to brush some form of life back into the cold treetops.
Getting to her paws again, she felt the melted snow drip against the skin beneath her fur. Shivering inside her own pelt, she started back for her camp, knowing that if she stayed out much longer, she’d have to same fate as her dear parents. Backtracking, she picked up whatever measly prey she’d manage to catch along the way. Feeding her clan might bring some hopes that they’d be able to survive what looked like a long and hard winter, though nothing could be for sure. If anything, this snow was a bit earlier than the last, but she’d only been a kit back then, and now she could understand what this could potentially mean for her clan. In any case, she’d have to be on the top of her game, catching more prey than she usually did, even if it could take from sunrise to sun down. It’d work out in the end, she knew it. Or else, she’d die in the cold of night, but not before she’d given every sap of energy she had to saving her clan from starvation and defeat.
Names of cats: Tigerlily
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