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Description
[ BASICS ]

Name| Lilackit
Lilac -  His mother wanted to name him after something she liked, also for his pale grey pelt
kit - He's a kitten
Nicknames| n/a

Gender| Male
Sex| Male
Born | June 2018

Apprentice Ceremony | n/a

Warrior Ceremony |  n/a

Rank| Kitten

Clan| SkyClan RainClan

Mentor: N/A
Former Mentor:  N/A
Apprentice: N/A

Appearance
Lilackit has a fairly stereotypical Oriental Longhair build, with a thin, lithe body, long legs, a long face and large, bat-like ears. His fur is, as indicated by the name, long, particularly around his neck and on is tail. He's pale in coloration, almost a creamy, silvery color. He's a lynx point, with darker legs, tail, and face, and stripes throughout his body.
Breed: Oriental Longhair x Turkish Angora
Height: small
Weight: light
Fur length:  Long
Fur texture:  Silky
Pattern:  Lynx point
Coloration:  Pale, lilac-like greys
Special features:  n/a
Scars:  none
Eyes:  Green

[ PERSONALITY ]

Myer-Briggs Type: ESTJ
Confident, Decisive, Energetic
Ambitious, Competitive, Proud
Overdramatic, Insensitive, Self-Absorbed

Lilackit is a stack of energy, constantly ready to go go go and do do do. He's got the drive and the desire to do what he wants and be the best at it, and boy will he fight to be the best. He's a kitten who knows what he wants and knows how to get it- whether it be pleading, batting his eyes the right way at the right cat, or just plain old doing it regardless of the consequences. He's got big dreams and high hopes, and the confidence and competitiveness to get there - but he is an overdramatic little shit, too. If he doesn't get his way he's likely to whine about it for ages, or just kinda fall over and slump, and something going wrong is obviously gonna be the end of the world. He doesn't pay much mind to other's sensitivities, or whether his actions will impact them in any way, really - the only cat who really matters to Lilackit is himself.Other Traits:  Impulsive, Demanding, High-Maintenance, Impatient, Playful, Wily, Manipulative, Precise, Strong-Willed, Tempermental

[ HISTORY ]

Prologue | Origins
- Born alsngside Orchid to a Breeding/Showing Kittypet named Layla, his father an unknown tom
- They were hidden in a hole in the wall by their mother, who knew her owner would not like her having non-pure-bred kittens
- Given the name Lilac, because of his pale fur and the flowers that grew outside of the window his mother liked to watch , and his sister Orchid for the delicate flowers that the owner grew
- The owner caught Layla sneaking into the wall one night and tore it down, finding Lilac and Orchid
- the kittnes was put out to the streets by the owner, in the hopes that Layla would be ready for another litter sooner
- Mushroombear discovered Lilac and Orchid during the migration to the lake territory, and took them in, giving them the names Lilackit and Orchidkit, and bringing them to RainClan

Chapter One | Lilackit
rp history here
[ OTHER INFO ]

Favorites
Color| Green
Scent | Flowers, particularly lilac and heather
Prey | Sunfish
Place | N/a
Cat | Himself
Fears
Being forgotten
Being alone/Abandoned
Being ignored/left out
Dreams
To be the most popular and cool cat in RainClan
To be the best Warrior RainClan has ever seen
To be Deputy one day (keep dreaming, bud)
Voice Actor
x
Sexuality
Orientation:He's a baby
Preferences:
none lmaooooCurrent Interests:
not allowedMate: Nope

help i've taken on too many kids

[ RELATIONSHIPS ]
Family
Parents:
Layla - Bio Mother - Kittypet
Mushroombear - Adoptive Parent - Rainclan

Siblings:
Orchidkit - Kit - RainClan

[ ROLEPLAY INFO ]

Example
[ From The-Golden-Butterfly | A Roleplay with GingerFlight ]
He hesitated, paws shifting as his head was tilted towards the ground. He’d be staring at the earth beneath his feet, could he see, but he had no reason to. He could feel the earth eel enough - the little sticks that got buried underpaw, the grains of dirt burying themselves between his pawpaws. In fact, he was pretty sure he could feel something moving dirt up against his paws- was there a worm there? He’d have to be an Earth-Triber to know for sure, but for now he was satisfied enough with guessing. It was something for him to focus on besides his own awkwardness, in any case. It was far more interesting, too. Unfortunately, it just didn’t seem to weigh in the air in quite the same manner.

Finally, her maw parted again and the words of the Orange-Shadow sliced through the air that had been thick with the silence between them, and the Green-Shadow let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. She was speaking. That had to mean she didn’t hate him, right? Or maybe it did and she was just speaking to be polite, but… If she hadn’t spoken, it would’ve been confirmation. This allowed for some wiggle room, he could cling to the hope that they could still be friends. Flickering his ears back at her denial of his correctness, Kyer shook his head. ”Still. I should have come to you sooner - and I shouldn’t have shut myself out like that. Shut the world out. Thank you, by the way, for trying to bring me back. I don’t think I’ve ever told you that.” Shit, what was he doing? He was babbling, letting his mouth run again. She didn’t need to know, hell, she probably didn’t even want to know half of what he just said. ” You don’t - you have no reason to apologize. You tried your best to help me I’d never hold that against you. And I wasn’t dealing with things - I was ignoring them. Pretending they didn’t exist. Maybe… Maybe something in what you said did help me. I don’t really know, I just know that I’m better now.” He shook his head a little, tail twitching. Everything he was saying wasn’t something he’d planned. He’d already gone through most of what he’d planned to say, and now? Well, he hadn’t expected this reaction to her. He’d expected her to stay away, or to say that he should be sorry, at least. He knew what he would say to those reactions. But this? He was at fault, he knew that, but why didn’t she see it?

He was taken aback, though, as she continued. Her mother? He’d never bothered to ask the feisty Orange-Shadow about her past, he was too involved in himself - in his friend, his family, his misery. Why hadn’t it occurred to him until now that maybe she’d had some of her misery of her own? She never shows it. But… did she? Was that why she was so sharped tongued most of the time? Suddenly a resounding interest in her family, in her past embedded itself in the tom. He knew she’d not been born in the tribes, but what beyond that? Did she still have family outside of the tribes? Had both her parents died, like Ameena’s had? Did she have brothers, sister out there? or were there any in the tribes? The realization that he hadn’t the faintest idea stocked, him. ”I’m - I’m sorry.” He mumbled again, mind racing with questions he knew would be inappropriate to ask right now but he was determined to bring up some time - providing she still wanted to be in contact with him at all.

Nodding a little, the tom let out a sigh of relief that was quickly frozen in place. What His ear flicked, but otherwise he remained completely motionless, taking a moment to process her words before, with an air or resignation, he dipped his head. ” You’re welcome.” Was that his voice? That stiff sound reverberating in the air? ”For the mouse. I’m glad you don’t hate me.” Spirits, he didn’t think this could get anymore awkward but it had and he didn’t know what to do about it. That came out wrong. But would she really have said it if she didn’t mean it? His tail twitched slightly, the all-too-familiar feeling of sadness now present in his form. Her laugh sounded odd, distorted. Forced. Was she just saying that because she didn’t want to hurt him anymore? I can deal with being hurt, now. But her words had been said and that was all that he needed to here. She didn’t hate him. But she didn’t really want to be friends. I guess I can live with that. ”And - for the record, I do want to be friends. But I can understand if you don’t. I’ve given you no reason to want to be. You don't have to pretend. I can just - I’ll just… go now. Enjoy the mouse - don’t kill the tree too much. Some cat might need to hide in it some day.” Dipping his head again, the tom took a step back, before turning away, his head hanging a little. I guess… that was kind of pointless.
Other

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[ CREDIT ]

TWG © @/patchyfallenstar
Design © @/rainwolfeh
Character, Art © viovinn

Description
[ BASICS ]

Name| Lilackit
Lilac -  His mother wanted to name him after something she liked, also for his pale grey pelt
kit - He's a kitten
Nicknames| n/a

Gender| Male
Sex| Male
Born | June 2018

Apprentice Ceremony | n/a

Warrior Ceremony |  n/a

Rank| Kitten

Clan| SkyClan RainClan

Mentor: N/A
Former Mentor:  N/A
Apprentice: N/A

Appearance
Lilackit has a fairly stereotypical Oriental Longhair build, with a thin, lithe body, long legs, a long face and large, bat-like ears. His fur is, as indicated by the name, long, particularly around his neck and on is tail. He's pale in coloration, almost a creamy, silvery color. He's a lynx point, with darker legs, tail, and face, and stripes throughout his body.
Breed: Oriental Longhair x Turkish Angora
Height: small
Weight: light
Fur length:  Long
Fur texture:  Silky
Pattern:  Lynx point
Coloration:  Pale, lilac-like greys
Special features:  n/a
Scars:  none
Eyes:  Green

[ PERSONALITY ]

Myer-Briggs Type: ESTJ
Confident, Decisive, Energetic
Ambitious, Competitive, Proud
Overdramatic, Insensitive, Self-Absorbed

Lilackit is a stack of energy, constantly ready to go go go and do do do. He's got the drive and the desire to do what he wants and be the best at it, and boy will he fight to be the best. He's a kitten who knows what he wants and knows how to get it- whether it be pleading, batting his eyes the right way at the right cat, or just plain old doing it regardless of the consequences. He's got big dreams and high hopes, and the confidence and competitiveness to get there - but he is an overdramatic little shit, too. If he doesn't get his way he's likely to whine about it for ages, or just kinda fall over and slump, and something going wrong is obviously gonna be the end of the world. He doesn't pay much mind to other's sensitivities, or whether his actions will impact them in any way, really - the only cat who really matters to Lilackit is himself.Other Traits:  Impulsive, Demanding, High-Maintenance, Impatient, Playful, Wily, Manipulative, Precise, Strong-Willed, Tempermental

[ HISTORY ]

Prologue | Origins
- Born alsngside Orchid to a Breeding/Showing Kittypet named Layla, his father an unknown tom
- They were hidden in a hole in the wall by their mother, who knew her owner would not like her having non-pure-bred kittens
- Given the name Lilac, because of his pale fur and the flowers that grew outside of the window his mother liked to watch , and his sister Orchid for the delicate flowers that the owner grew
- The owner caught Layla sneaking into the wall one night and tore it down, finding Lilac and Orchid
- the kittnes was put out to the streets by the owner, in the hopes that Layla would be ready for another litter sooner
- Mushroombear discovered Lilac and Orchid during the migration to the lake territory, and took them in, giving them the names Lilackit and Orchidkit, and bringing them to RainClan

Chapter One | Lilackit
rp history here
[ OTHER INFO ]

Favorites
Color| Green
Scent | Flowers, particularly lilac and heather
Prey | Sunfish
Place | N/a
Cat | Himself
Fears
Being forgotten
Being alone/Abandoned
Being ignored/left out
Dreams
To be the most popular and cool cat in RainClan
To be the best Warrior RainClan has ever seen
To be Deputy one day (keep dreaming, bud)
Voice Actor
x
Sexuality
Orientation:He's a baby
Preferences:
none lmaooooCurrent Interests:
not allowedMate: Nope

help i've taken on too many kids

[ RELATIONSHIPS ]
Family
Parents:
Layla - Bio Mother - Kittypet
Mushroombear - Adoptive Parent - Rainclan

Siblings:
Orchidkit - Kit - RainClan

[ ROLEPLAY INFO ]

Example
[ From The-Golden-Butterfly | A Roleplay with GingerFlight ]
He hesitated, paws shifting as his head was tilted towards the ground. He’d be staring at the earth beneath his feet, could he see, but he had no reason to. He could feel the earth eel enough - the little sticks that got buried underpaw, the grains of dirt burying themselves between his pawpaws. In fact, he was pretty sure he could feel something moving dirt up against his paws- was there a worm there? He’d have to be an Earth-Triber to know for sure, but for now he was satisfied enough with guessing. It was something for him to focus on besides his own awkwardness, in any case. It was far more interesting, too. Unfortunately, it just didn’t seem to weigh in the air in quite the same manner.

Finally, her maw parted again and the words of the Orange-Shadow sliced through the air that had been thick with the silence between them, and the Green-Shadow let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. She was speaking. That had to mean she didn’t hate him, right? Or maybe it did and she was just speaking to be polite, but… If she hadn’t spoken, it would’ve been confirmation. This allowed for some wiggle room, he could cling to the hope that they could still be friends. Flickering his ears back at her denial of his correctness, Kyer shook his head. ”Still. I should have come to you sooner - and I shouldn’t have shut myself out like that. Shut the world out. Thank you, by the way, for trying to bring me back. I don’t think I’ve ever told you that.” Shit, what was he doing? He was babbling, letting his mouth run again. She didn’t need to know, hell, she probably didn’t even want to know half of what he just said. ” You don’t - you have no reason to apologize. You tried your best to help me I’d never hold that against you. And I wasn’t dealing with things - I was ignoring them. Pretending they didn’t exist. Maybe… Maybe something in what you said did help me. I don’t really know, I just know that I’m better now.” He shook his head a little, tail twitching. Everything he was saying wasn’t something he’d planned. He’d already gone through most of what he’d planned to say, and now? Well, he hadn’t expected this reaction to her. He’d expected her to stay away, or to say that he should be sorry, at least. He knew what he would say to those reactions. But this? He was at fault, he knew that, but why didn’t she see it?

He was taken aback, though, as she continued. Her mother? He’d never bothered to ask the feisty Orange-Shadow about her past, he was too involved in himself - in his friend, his family, his misery. Why hadn’t it occurred to him until now that maybe she’d had some of her misery of her own? She never shows it. But… did she? Was that why she was so sharped tongued most of the time? Suddenly a resounding interest in her family, in her past embedded itself in the tom. He knew she’d not been born in the tribes, but what beyond that? Did she still have family outside of the tribes? Had both her parents died, like Ameena’s had? Did she have brothers, sister out there? or were there any in the tribes? The realization that he hadn’t the faintest idea stocked, him. ”I’m - I’m sorry.” He mumbled again, mind racing with questions he knew would be inappropriate to ask right now but he was determined to bring up some time - providing she still wanted to be in contact with him at all.

Nodding a little, the tom let out a sigh of relief that was quickly frozen in place. What His ear flicked, but otherwise he remained completely motionless, taking a moment to process her words before, with an air or resignation, he dipped his head. ” You’re welcome.” Was that his voice? That stiff sound reverberating in the air? ”For the mouse. I’m glad you don’t hate me.” Spirits, he didn’t think this could get anymore awkward but it had and he didn’t know what to do about it. That came out wrong. But would she really have said it if she didn’t mean it? His tail twitched slightly, the all-too-familiar feeling of sadness now present in his form. Her laugh sounded odd, distorted. Forced. Was she just saying that because she didn’t want to hurt him anymore? I can deal with being hurt, now. But her words had been said and that was all that he needed to here. She didn’t hate him. But she didn’t really want to be friends. I guess I can live with that. ”And - for the record, I do want to be friends. But I can understand if you don’t. I’ve given you no reason to want to be. You don't have to pretend. I can just - I’ll just… go now. Enjoy the mouse - don’t kill the tree too much. Some cat might need to hide in it some day.” Dipping his head again, the tom took a step back, before turning away, his head hanging a little. I guess… that was kind of pointless.
Other

Skype: Open (Prefered)
Notes: Open (Prefered)
Comments: Closed
Chat: Open
Docs: Ask

[ CREDIT ]

TWG © @/patchyfallenstar
Design © @/rainwolfeh
Character, Art © viovinn