Character Name: Lilyflare
Character Age: 20 moons
Gender: Female
Alliance: Thunderclan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Lilyflare is a small chocolate mink with sea green eyes. She has a locket, and white front paws. Her body is very nimble, built for speed- she looks more like a Windclan cat than anything, though she is clearly not. A scar runs down her shoulder, and another down her flanks. She makes up most of her height in her legs, and she had stronger shoulders, so hunting is no problem. She has a narrow face, and a longer muzzle, which makes her almost look like a wildcat. Altogether, she is quite a beautiful she-cat, though she knows she is not flawless.
Personality: Lilyflare is a very chirpy, and bubbly she-cat, and tends to be almost annoying. She is quite talkative, and will talk to any cat, from anywhere- curiousity is her middle name. She will do any dare, anything, anytime, anywhere. She isn't afraid to get a little dirt on her pelt, and is definatly not a girly girl. She really doesn't keep her pelt shimmering, and cover up her scars, and flaws, because she believes everyone was created in their own image. Lilyflare does have quite a few flaws though; she has no belief in Starclan, and thinks nothing of them. Yes, that's right- the loyal Thunderclan warrior, doesn't believe in Starclan! Lilyflare keeps this to herself, afraid of hearing crude comments, and almost thinking she would be exiled. She keeps to herself about very personal things, and can get a bit defensive over a cat bringing up her past.
---Likes: Hunting, talking, friends
--- Dislikes: Starclan, enemies, annoyances, her past
---Strengths: Hunting, running, and hunting
---Weaknesses: Fighting, jumping, and swimming
History: Lilyflare was born and raised in Thunderclan, a normal life, right? Anything but. Her mother was neglectful, and being an only kit- it was taken out on her. Lilyflare, though Lilykit at that time, took the beatings, and was able to wistand. Eventually, her mother left, but then invaded her own daughter, and a patrol wih a group of fours rouges. After being ran off, Lilyflare [Lilypaw at the time] found her mother at the Riverclan border, dead from a poppy seed overdose. Lilyflare knew it would happen though, her mother had been insane, so it was no surprise. She went on with her life, and became Lilyflare and was an amazing, new warrior for many moons- until Finchnight came. She met this tom, and he seemed sweet- anything but. He forced her while they were walking and talking in the forest, and although Lilyflare was never pregnant with his kits, this mentally scarred her for life, and she has not been able to tell or talk about it to anyone. Lilyflare calmly goes on wth her buisness now, hoping to leave the horrible past she once had.
Roleplay Sample: The chocolate mink's claw dug in the ground as she stared up at the night sky- that's where Starclan was suppose to be, but she didn't believe it. No, how could cats be born into an afterlife after death? How could they give her leader nine lives with no problem? No worry in the world, it was impossible. Live life while you could, that's what Lilyflare told herself, over and over- don't wait until your dieing, do everything you can while you can! She smiled at the thought, her dream- to one day be leader, or at least deputy, but that would never happen... no, she couldn't ever become that, and why? Because she didn't have it in herself. But what she really wanted, you might ask? A mate and kits. A trustworthy, strong mate, and a lot of kits... she always loved kits, they were amazing, you know? Gentle, and soft, yet strong and clever! Amazing. The thought drifted through her head, and she lied down, and continued to watch as the night flew on.
Comments: Sorry if I missed anything. I'm very new to this website, and this is my first bio ^_^
