lionpaw ;; apprentice

[Mav]

_{That's my kitten in real life. xD}

Name: Lionpaw.
Gender: Tom.
Age: 7 moons.
Rank: Apprentice.

Short Description: An oddly large apprentice, he can look eye to eye with the majority of warriors, though still clearly younger thanks to his amusingly large paws and kittish looks. His fur is of medium-length, and soft to the touch. He is mainly white, with patches of orange tabby all over him. He is extremely handsome for a cat, and his charming orange patch around his mouth ads to this effect. His eyes are the most noticeable thing about Lionpaw, for though they appear blue, upon closer examination it is quite evident they are a mix. Dark blue around the edges, sky blue after that, sea green and ice blue in the middle, with a thin bit of gold and brown bordering his pupil; they are stunning to say the least.

Short Personality: His personality is defined mainly by his past. A bit of a recluse, Lionpaw loves to play and joke and talk as much as the next apprentice- but when it comes to anything even remotely personal he shuts down. He feels that his clan mates look at him as a freakish burden for what happened to him as a kit. Lionpaw carries many of his mother and father's rogue-ish qualities, and though now educated in 'Starclan'- the mere word makes him sick. He hates clan life, but not a single soul knows it.

He does not honor the code like most, and would not feel remorse if he betrayed his clan, for Lionpaw loathes the thought of it. He blames his mother as well as the clan itself for what happened to him. However, Lionpaw does not come off as such a dark apprentice and is highly revered for his kind ways. Lionpaw often places his mind in another place, and refuses to think of other cats as his 'clan mates' or anything of the like. He thinks of them as 'allies' or 'friends', and Lionpaw is quick to help any friend of his.

He is generous, and will go out of his way to help another. He has the makings of a dark cat, but he's only an apprentice, and he's still trying to live his life without acknowledging much.

History: His mother had been a rogue, taken in by Pathclan long ago. She was never that true to them, however, and often slipped off to share tongues and such with her fellow rogues. When she became pregnant by another rogue, she wanted terribly for the litter to be raised in a clan, by other clan cats, and to have a nice life away from the hard existance of a rogue.

His father, however, was outraged. No kit of his would be raised as a clan cat. He snuck into the nursery one night, and since Lionpaw's mother was the only queen currently there, he got away with his crime. He killed her swiftly, in her sleep, and she went quietly. He killed the two girls in the litter also without protest, but when he went for his second-born son the young tom had mewed in terror. The rogue was rushed when he went to finish off the last kit, his first born son, Lionpaw. Lionpaw's throat was split, badly, but he did not die.

Warriors instantly swarmed the den, killing the rogue in a terrible fight. Lionpaw was then raised by an elderly queen, barely surviving without a mother's milk, and was then moved to another queen after she had a litter. Lionpaw has a gruesome scar from the ordeal, across his throat, and has various reactions when it is broughten up. He also has nightmares from the ordeal, and is looked at as a freak for how he came into the world.

Other: Lionpaw has a gruesome scar from his father, across his throat.
Password: SC.

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[Sacrifice - Vacation 20th-7th]

He is cute. =D

Accepted!