Post by twlilght on Jul 7, 2008 18:44:47 GMT -5
Name:
Lilypaw
Age:
8 moons
Desired Clan:
ForestClan
Desired Position:
Medicine Cat apprentice
Gender:
She-cat
Pelt:
Eyes:
bright green
Personality:
Lilypaw is a dedicated and intelligent for her age. She knows all the herbs well known uses but has come up with ways to use deathberries for healing and more cures from the same herbs. This young cat has an already strong connection to StarClan and says that a StarClan warrior guides her when she is unsure. But Lilypaw isn't very confident and will never act without careful planning and thinking. She is a faithful follower of the warrior code, but if love strikes her, she will most likely follow her heart instead of the warrior code.
History:
Lilypaw
Lilypaw was born in ForestClan to a couple of senior warriors named Followheart and Grazeeyes. She has two brothers named Goldenkit and Riverkit and one sister named Winterkit. The siblings were inseparable until Riverkit and Winterkit died after a nursery raid and then the Lilypaw chose was that of a medicine cat's, a challenge she would face head on.
Role Play Example:
{Sorry this isn't with Lilypaw}
Mournsong padded along in the night, her pale lilac blue eyes peircing the darkness. She muttered bleakly "Wow, I really lost myself this time. I wish I could just be perfect..." Spotting a clear area, she curled up in the shadows, sleep overpowering her. When she opened her eyes, she wasn't sure she was awake, or even alive. Everything was white and sparkling. Snow! This must be in leaf-bare. she thought. Then she saw two figures in the distance, familiar ones at that. Suddenly they looked at her through soulless eyes, pale and colorless. Looking closer, she saw there were kits. She and her siblings, as well as her parents. Suddenly, something that seemed like lightning flashed before her eyes and the scene changed. It was newleaf, she knew this was when she was about three moons old. She saw herself and her best friend Blizzardpaw playing outside the nursery. Her mother looked like she was grieving for something. Then she saw two kits lying dead at her paws. It was her brothers, then Mournsong remembered this was the day her brothers died and she received her permanent name. This was not a happy time for her and had changed her life forever. The pain and grief grew inside the young warrior and the pale tabby tried to cringe away from the heartbreaking scene. Tears started to drip down her check as her lilac blue eyes closed. The final scene was more painful than even the most fatal of wounds. It was when Blizzardpaw was murdered by Final slash, her father. She saw a figure across from the scene, one that made her heart leap. It was Blizzardpaw's spirit, the one of her closest friend. As she dashed to the image, a tear dripped from Blizzardpaw's eye and she faded along with the scene. Everything turned black, everything. Then Mournsong truly woke up, relieved to be in the area she fell asleep in. "I think it was only a dream..." she meowed quietly. Or so she hoped....
How you found out about Warriors of Silverpelt: Blessedstar's profile on hc
