Lilac

"I'll show them how great I am, then they'll love me"

Name meaning: For her appearance

Clan:

Age:

Sexuality: Lesbian (highly unaware)

Gender: Cis female, she/her/herself

Appearance:

Lilac is a lean, willowy, long-legged, and slim molly without any scars. Her fur is as white as the snow, but her long ears, small paws, and tail tip and a night black. Black different sized splotches also run along her face, back and shoulders, they are often grouped together, with one to three different sized ones close together, and then another group of one or three in another place, the ones on her face whoever are much smaller, and are only on her cheek, nose, and forehead, not over her eyes.

Drawn by me

She has always had a slim figure, not skinny but with no excess weight, and she is slightly taller than her littermates, but not by much. Both her legs and tail are long and slim, white but ending in black. Her paws are small and she moved rather gracefully around, long strides with her head held high.

Moving on to her eyes, they are almond-shaped, and would be mainly described as a light blue, but more of an evening blue, rather than sky blue.

Personality:

Vain, Distant, Easily offended, Confident on the outside but insecure on the inside, Talented, Hardworking, Nonchalant

Fun facts:

- Lilac got very unlucky in some parts, she has both Nyctophobia (fear of being in the dark, especially without a friend) and Remaphobia (fear of the full moon), and suffers from misophonia (meaning she feels emcee discomfort around others when they are say chewing or washing themselves, it happens that she can very strong emotional reactions to it, some times even screaming or storming off)

- She has a deep dislike of worms, not bugs in general, or even spiders, just worms

- Always tries to collect things, like prey, herbs or pieces of moss, etc in groups of 3, 5, 7, 10, 12, or 15. Say if she finds say 8 pretty flowers, she will pick out the one she sees as least beautiful, and leave it, so she has 7 instead, something that is sometimes seen as wasteful by others

- Lilac is a perfectionist, and it really bothers her if even the slightest detail is out of order, and will go out of her way to fix it, again something that can come to bother others. If she would have three flowers in front of her, two slightly longer than the others she would cut off a small part of them to make all equally long

- Favorite color is medium slate blue

- She often seeks praise for her work, and will work endlessly until she has gotten some kind of compliment from everyone even slightly close to her

Backstory:

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RP exapmles:

~ Lilacpaw ~ Evening blue eyes blinked slowly as she laid stretched out in her den. It was so soft, as if someone had climbed up in the trees and managed to pull down the clouds for her, specifically her, and on one else. She had always made sure her nest was the most comfortable one in the while den, in all of the clans actually. She always picked out the best moss, changing it for herself more often than it was changed for the elders she was sure. It was built with moss of course, but also had the softest ferns and bracken to make it even cozier, and lined with pretty white and silver little pebbles for decorations. She was very much confident no other cats would but this much work into their nests, being busy running around with their muddy and dusty messy pelts. It was gross, and it made her face twist with disgust as she watched them play around in the dirt, getting themselves all littered up, and then never cleaning the mess off. She took a moment to glance back at her, sleek, perfectly groomed dappled pelt. She had always made sure to keep it clean, neat, and without a single knot or stain, and being perfect in every way was something she took a lot of pride in. She leaned back to give her white and black coat a quick grooming on a particular spot that easily got more dirty, but made a face as she took notice of the icky smell the others apprentices had floating like a yucky cloud around them. Another way in which she was different, because she always, always, made sure she was smelling roses. She sometimes even tried rubbing flower petals on her back, chest, upper legs - the lower parts were no use, since they would get other scents on them from what she walked on - checks and so on, to make her smell especially good.