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B A S I C S
Name: |Lilykit||Lilypaw||Lilypad|

Age: six moons

Gender: Male

Breed: Javanese/Ragdoll mix

Clan: Streamclan

Rank: Apprentice

Appearance: A small light grey tom with white in-between his eyes, trailing down his belly and down all four
paws. Has faint tabby markings along his back, face and legs. His body is small and lithe. His eyes ice-blue.

Pelt: Lilypaw's pelt is slightly long, he has a very busy tail that is soft to the touch. His shorter fur on the rest

of the body is more coarse than his tail.

Mentor:

Apprentice:

S E X U A L I T Y

Orientation: Homosexual but denies his attractions to toms. He could possibly go for a she-cat, if they meet his
standards.

Preferences: Likes cats with Dark Grey pets, with either tabby markings or spots, with blue or green eyes. He
would like someone who is completely different personality from his own. Someone who is kind and sweet. He also has a
thing for shy cats.

Activity: Virgin (understands the basics of mating)

F A M I L Y

Mother: Hazelpelt: Deceased

Father: Snowfur: Deceased

Siblings: X

Mate: X

Other:X

P E R S O N A L I T Y

|Stubborn| Lilypaw is a stubborn cat, he just does not know when to stop. You can can find the

small tom practicing from morning till dusk. Sometimes he would even skip meals in order to practice his fighting skills

more. In arguments Lilypaw will keep on talking till the other cat knows what they did wrong or is proved wrong. He

makes sure that he gets what he wants.

|Boaster| Lilypaw is the biggest boaster ever! Well not really...well sorta. He usually boasts to

cover up from his weaknesses, and to cover up his depression. He usually boasts in front of cats that he is not very

closed to since they do not know whether Lilypaw is lying or not. He sounds super obnoxious but as said earlier it is

just a cover and it not an actual trait of his. Him hiding his weaknesses is his weakness.

|Scaredy cat| Lilypaw actually has many fears. He has a fear of heights and of the dark, that is

why he only stays out till dusk. If he ever has to do a patrol at night with his clan mates, he will stay close to them

and not stray too far. He would also be very jumpy in the dark. He hate bugs with a passion. He tries to hide his fears,

but sometimes he lets it slip and others find out his facade. The young tom is just so scared of being seen as vulnerable.

|Lover| Lilypaw is a fool from romances, he loves to love. Even though he works on his fighting

skills, he only does that to show that he is not weak! When he has a crush he will usually fantasize about all the

romantic things that they would do. He also falls in love very easily. He has never experienced a relationship, but he

hopes to have a nice one with a cat that loves him, and all of his flaws. He has only ever had crushes on others. So he

has never really experienced what real love is. It doesn't take much for this tom to develop a crush.

|Depressed| Lilypaw is actually is depressed behind his mask. He lost his parents before he could

even open his eyes, and all of his siblings are unknown. How can the tom not be depressed. And he has been bullied

by some of his clan mates, he has many reasons to be a mopey sad cat, but instead Lily just tries to cover this up. He

would never admit his depression to anyone. Well maybe his "lover".

|Self-Conscious| The small tom is really concerned about his outer appearance. Because he is

small than most toms his age. He is about the size of most of the she-cat apprentices, and a lot of his clan mates say

he looks 'delicate'. He was once called fat by another apprentice, so he doesn't eat as much as he should in fear that

he would grow more round. Now Lilypaw doesn't have the right image of himself in his mind.

|Manly| Despite the male apprentices saying that Lilypaw looks like a she-cat, he has a manly

side to him, that some of the she-cats find charming. He is very manly compared to his appearance. His voice is actually

deeper than one would think, and he has of course muscles to show off to others. He hates how he looks like a she-cat.

He wants to get bigger as he grows older, and thinks that if he stretches he can become more tall in stature.

Likes and dislikes
1.) Likes flowers
2.) Dislikes meat a lot, but enjoys fish. He eats berries.
2.) Annoying cats annoy him, not afraid to just tell them straight up that they are annoying.

H I S T O R Y

Lily was born from Snowfur and Hazelpelt. They were from different clans, but they fell in love. Snowfur

was a handsome Javanese and Hazelpelt was a beautiful brown and white rag-doll. They ran off together to live their

lives as rogues. During the end of winter Hazelpelt went into labor early. Two of the four kits were born dead, and

Hazelpelt wasn't able to hold on her life while giving birth. So Snowfur decided to take the two left over kits, and put

one in his clan and the other in his mate's clan hoping that they would take the hungry freezing kits as their own.
Lily was taken by stream clan and was raised by some Queens one just had kits and the other's kits

were just made apprentices. They treated him nicely and like he was their own kits. But that did not help Lily for

feeling left out. A lot of the older kits and apprentices bullied Lily for not knowing his parents. They also put him down

for being small. One day he couldn't stand this torment anymore so he yelled at the top of his lungs telling the other

cats that he was a tom, he will be strong, and beat him if they ever be mean to him again. This is the start of how Lily

began caring of only his outer appearance.
Once he was made an apprentice Lily would go out and practice by himself for hours. This is when he met

the older medicine cat apprentice, Blizzardpaw. Lily found himself often staring at Blizzardpaw's striking

blue eyes. Lily admired him, and found himself staring at the other tom a lot, his every move

even watching him take food from the fresh kill pile. He was infatuated with this other cat, and soon he came to realize

that he may have liked the older apprentice more than a clanmate. Now instead of being teased for his appearance he was

bullied by one cat saying that he liked toms, Lily denied this afraid to admit it. After denying his feelings towards Blizzardpaw

for a while, he realized, that he may like toms. But he denied it and had his crush silently. Though he still has these hidden

feelings towards Blizzardpaw.

On the day his crush finally acknowledged Lily, he unintentionally hurt Lily. He had called him in a joking

tone "Fat." Now being the naive Lily he is, he took it to heart. He stopped eating almost completely, he couldn't walk

anymore, and he looked so sick. He was sent to the Medicine cat's den, he was told that he must eat. He was forced

to eat meat by the medicine cat. He hated the memory of the rabbit on his tongue, he hated to be forced to eat. He was

embarrassed to stay in that Den because that is where Blizzardpaw was, now he feels like Blizzardpaw thinks he is some

mouse-brained kit.

He doesn't have the taste for meat anymore. He still goes hunting though. It is his duty to help provide food. He is

faithful to his clan and the warrior code, and is not one to break the code. He follows to warrior code tightly, making

sure to be the best warrior ever. He loves to learn from his mentor, he loves to practice fighting, but he lacks a lot in

strength and attack, but he strives to improve. He tries not to let other cats bring him down, but sometimes this is to much

and he just wants to give up. The thought of how great his parents were as warriors keeps him going. He idolizes his mother

and father even if he does not even know what they were like.

H O W T O C O N T A C T M E

Roleplay Availability : (Notes | Skype | Chats | Forum | Comments )

Time Zone: Pacific

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

Relationship tracker:
-despise
- hate
-hate
-Neutral
-Acquaintance
-Friend
-Good/best friend
-Family
-crush
-prominent solitary crush
-love
-true love/ cannot live without
Blizzardpaw {Streamclan}- " He is a very handsome tom, he is kind and just amazing. But I am too
afraid to confess, in fear of being rejected." || "After some events...I think I am starting to fall for him harder. I can finally
do the things that I've always wanted to do." |fav.me/d75vezf |
S T A T S
DEF 1
SP 3
END 3
TAC 2
ATT 1

RP Example:
Lilypaw had awoken earlier than usual, he felt like he was going to have a great day. He rose

from his nest, and quietly sneaked out of the den. But the gray tom accidentally stepped on one of the othercat's tail.
"What yourself she-cat," They hissed. Lilypaw's ears fell backwards, he hated when his fellow clan mates used

that horrible nickname. He was given that name by the other apprentices who made fun of him because of his

small figure.

"Mousebrained dirt," Lilypaw spat quietly once out of the den. He took a deep breath, hoping that that will

bring back his previous good mood. He walked towards the fresh kill pile, but all he saw were voles and mice;

no fish. He frowned a bit, fish was the only meat that he ate. Eating voles, birds and mice were not to his liking,

especially when he was forced to eat these things when he nearly starved himself.

His ears perked when he heard someone called to him, he turned to the voice, and saw the brown she-cat

warrior- Rushfall. He bowed his head slightly and then padded up to her.
"Good morning Rushfall," He mewed softly

Description

B A S I C S
Name: |Lilykit||Lilypaw||Lilypad|

Age: six moons

Gender: Male

Breed: Javanese/Ragdoll mix

Clan: Streamclan

Rank: Apprentice

Appearance: A small light grey tom with white in-between his eyes, trailing down his belly and down all four
paws. Has faint tabby markings along his back, face and legs. His body is small and lithe. His eyes ice-blue.

Pelt: Lilypaw's pelt is slightly long, he has a very busy tail that is soft to the touch. His shorter fur on the rest

of the body is more coarse than his tail.

Mentor:

Apprentice:

S E X U A L I T Y

Orientation: Homosexual but denies his attractions to toms. He could possibly go for a she-cat, if they meet his
standards.

Preferences: Likes cats with Dark Grey pets, with either tabby markings or spots, with blue or green eyes. He
would like someone who is completely different personality from his own. Someone who is kind and sweet. He also has a
thing for shy cats.

Activity: Virgin (understands the basics of mating)

F A M I L Y

Mother: Hazelpelt: Deceased

Father: Snowfur: Deceased

Siblings: X

Mate: X

Other:X

P E R S O N A L I T Y

|Stubborn| Lilypaw is a stubborn cat, he just does not know when to stop. You can can find the

small tom practicing from morning till dusk. Sometimes he would even skip meals in order to practice his fighting skills

more. In arguments Lilypaw will keep on talking till the other cat knows what they did wrong or is proved wrong. He

makes sure that he gets what he wants.

|Boaster| Lilypaw is the biggest boaster ever! Well not really...well sorta. He usually boasts to

cover up from his weaknesses, and to cover up his depression. He usually boasts in front of cats that he is not very

closed to since they do not know whether Lilypaw is lying or not. He sounds super obnoxious but as said earlier it is

just a cover and it not an actual trait of his. Him hiding his weaknesses is his weakness.

|Scaredy cat| Lilypaw actually has many fears. He has a fear of heights and of the dark, that is

why he only stays out till dusk. If he ever has to do a patrol at night with his clan mates, he will stay close to them

and not stray too far. He would also be very jumpy in the dark. He hate bugs with a passion. He tries to hide his fears,

but sometimes he lets it slip and others find out his facade. The young tom is just so scared of being seen as vulnerable.

|Lover| Lilypaw is a fool from romances, he loves to love. Even though he works on his fighting

skills, he only does that to show that he is not weak! When he has a crush he will usually fantasize about all the

romantic things that they would do. He also falls in love very easily. He has never experienced a relationship, but he

hopes to have a nice one with a cat that loves him, and all of his flaws. He has only ever had crushes on others. So he

has never really experienced what real love is. It doesn't take much for this tom to develop a crush.

|Depressed| Lilypaw is actually is depressed behind his mask. He lost his parents before he could

even open his eyes, and all of his siblings are unknown. How can the tom not be depressed. And he has been bullied

by some of his clan mates, he has many reasons to be a mopey sad cat, but instead Lily just tries to cover this up. He

would never admit his depression to anyone. Well maybe his "lover".

|Self-Conscious| The small tom is really concerned about his outer appearance. Because he is

small than most toms his age. He is about the size of most of the she-cat apprentices, and a lot of his clan mates say

he looks 'delicate'. He was once called fat by another apprentice, so he doesn't eat as much as he should in fear that

he would grow more round. Now Lilypaw doesn't have the right image of himself in his mind.

|Manly| Despite the male apprentices saying that Lilypaw looks like a she-cat, he has a manly

side to him, that some of the she-cats find charming. He is very manly compared to his appearance. His voice is actually

deeper than one would think, and he has of course muscles to show off to others. He hates how he looks like a she-cat.

He wants to get bigger as he grows older, and thinks that if he stretches he can become more tall in stature.

Likes and dislikes
1.) Likes flowers
2.) Dislikes meat a lot, but enjoys fish. He eats berries.
2.) Annoying cats annoy him, not afraid to just tell them straight up that they are annoying.

H I S T O R Y

Lily was born from Snowfur and Hazelpelt. They were from different clans, but they fell in love. Snowfur

was a handsome Javanese and Hazelpelt was a beautiful brown and white rag-doll. They ran off together to live their

lives as rogues. During the end of winter Hazelpelt went into labor early. Two of the four kits were born dead, and

Hazelpelt wasn't able to hold on her life while giving birth. So Snowfur decided to take the two left over kits, and put

one in his clan and the other in his mate's clan hoping that they would take the hungry freezing kits as their own.
Lily was taken by stream clan and was raised by some Queens one just had kits and the other's kits

were just made apprentices. They treated him nicely and like he was their own kits. But that did not help Lily for

feeling left out. A lot of the older kits and apprentices bullied Lily for not knowing his parents. They also put him down

for being small. One day he couldn't stand this torment anymore so he yelled at the top of his lungs telling the other

cats that he was a tom, he will be strong, and beat him if they ever be mean to him again. This is the start of how Lily

began caring of only his outer appearance.
Once he was made an apprentice Lily would go out and practice by himself for hours. This is when he met

the older medicine cat apprentice, Blizzardpaw. Lily found himself often staring at Blizzardpaw's striking

blue eyes. Lily admired him, and found himself staring at the other tom a lot, his every move

even watching him take food from the fresh kill pile. He was infatuated with this other cat, and soon he came to realize

that he may have liked the older apprentice more than a clanmate. Now instead of being teased for his appearance he was

bullied by one cat saying that he liked toms, Lily denied this afraid to admit it. After denying his feelings towards Blizzardpaw

for a while, he realized, that he may like toms. But he denied it and had his crush silently. Though he still has these hidden

feelings towards Blizzardpaw.

On the day his crush finally acknowledged Lily, he unintentionally hurt Lily. He had called him in a joking

tone "Fat." Now being the naive Lily he is, he took it to heart. He stopped eating almost completely, he couldn't walk

anymore, and he looked so sick. He was sent to the Medicine cat's den, he was told that he must eat. He was forced

to eat meat by the medicine cat. He hated the memory of the rabbit on his tongue, he hated to be forced to eat. He was

embarrassed to stay in that Den because that is where Blizzardpaw was, now he feels like Blizzardpaw thinks he is some

mouse-brained kit.

He doesn't have the taste for meat anymore. He still goes hunting though. It is his duty to help provide food. He is

faithful to his clan and the warrior code, and is not one to break the code. He follows to warrior code tightly, making

sure to be the best warrior ever. He loves to learn from his mentor, he loves to practice fighting, but he lacks a lot in

strength and attack, but he strives to improve. He tries not to let other cats bring him down, but sometimes this is to much

and he just wants to give up. The thought of how great his parents were as warriors keeps him going. He idolizes his mother

and father even if he does not even know what they were like.

H O W T O C O N T A C T M E

Roleplay Availability : (Notes | Skype | Chats | Forum | Comments )

Time Zone: Pacific

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

Relationship tracker:
-despise
- hate
-hate
-Neutral
-Acquaintance
-Friend
-Good/best friend
-Family
-crush
-prominent solitary crush
-love
-true love/ cannot live without
Blizzardpaw {Streamclan}- " He is a very handsome tom, he is kind and just amazing. But I am too
afraid to confess, in fear of being rejected." || "After some events...I think I am starting to fall for him harder. I can finally
do the things that I've always wanted to do." |fav.me/d75vezf |
S T A T S
DEF 1
SP 3
END 3
TAC 2
ATT 1

RP Example:
Lilypaw had awoken earlier than usual, he felt like he was going to have a great day. He rose

from his nest, and quietly sneaked out of the den. But the gray tom accidentally stepped on one of the othercat's tail.
"What yourself she-cat," They hissed. Lilypaw's ears fell backwards, he hated when his fellow clan mates used

that horrible nickname. He was given that name by the other apprentices who made fun of him because of his

small figure.

"Mousebrained dirt," Lilypaw spat quietly once out of the den. He took a deep breath, hoping that that will

bring back his previous good mood. He walked towards the fresh kill pile, but all he saw were voles and mice;

no fish. He frowned a bit, fish was the only meat that he ate. Eating voles, birds and mice were not to his liking,

especially when he was forced to eat these things when he nearly starved himself.

His ears perked when he heard someone called to him, he turned to the voice, and saw the brown she-cat

warrior- Rushfall. He bowed his head slightly and then padded up to her.
"Good morning Rushfall," He mewed softly