Lionthorn

**Lionthorn** is a red and white tabby cat with amber eyes.

**Lionthorn** was born as **Lionkit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Lionthorn is a white-and-orange short-haired, slim-furred she-cat with eyes of amber, of dribbling, sun-touched sap amidst a newleaf clear-skied morning. Having obtained her firm, lean-muscled physique throughout the seasons foraging through the undergrowth, her pawpaws have roughened from the debris left behind by the canopies overhead and shrubbery that brushes against her unruly coat. Twigs and leaves often finding themselves in between the upturn tufts of her thin-haired coat towards her tail, carrying the width of a snake, highlighted with faded white stripes that are wrapped around her tail. The she-cat has a small, particularly rounded yet slightly manufactured facial structure. Her ears, although usual, seem slightly smaller than average. With it, she has medium-length whiskers extending from her maw to her muzzle, though shortened from above her eyes. Her eyes are always seeming to be silts, and with them are prominent canines that are more extended and sharpened.

## Personality

An individual most notoriously well-known for her misdemeanors, Lionthorn is an unempathetic instigator that oozes senseless carelessness, carrying herself everywhere with an air of unpredictability in her impish intentions wafting through anywhere that she chooses to keep preoccupied. Highly perceptive and intelligent, regardless of her self-awareness to her surroundings and her general attitude, she sees herself and others as a form of entertainment, reading cats’ intentions and understanding their convictions including her own as a means to being a mere nuisance with thought-provoking opinions that aren’t ever truly meaningful nor considered the truth to her own standing.

Her genuine stance is rather questionable, considering there is nothing that brings complete assertiveness or earnestness to her judgment that could make a breakthrough through her behavioral tendencies. Rather strong-willed, her purposeful mean-streak with cats she confronts, the falsehood of the purposeful insolence she emits, the audaciousness of her prying and yet the confidence in her self-assured disposition mingling with her rebelliousness would then stem from her attempts to satiate her own validation and personal wants she assures that she needs. This comes through her more cynical methods to obtaining her selfish desires, through the compulsory means from the tales she tells for her own endearment, to through the undoing caused by the alluring mayhem purposefully sown and sewed to her tastes.

Beneath her prodding demeanor and methods to express her demands comes the many things that are involved in her ways of expressing herself would be the skills she sees as a means to her aims. With her agility measured with her strength, being quick on her paws becomes more useful the more she toys those who go against her with their claws. Lionthorn prefers defense regardless of the strength built within her muscles beneath her lean physique. Swift swipes and perfected avoidance techniques would then easily be swapped away with brutal force once wearing down her opponents, and uncommonly would she passively go about her approach in her aggressions. She prides herself in what she accomplishes with her fighting techniques, and with her broad approaches in starting confrontation through conversation, she easily slides through with or without her permission, or through the exchanging teeth and flaws through coats and scruffs. She knows it's best to truly represent who she can truly become as a cat, insatiable enough to be considered her own asset.

Lionthorn sees no reason to dwell, living mostly in the present than any other time in her life. There are things that are long since dismissed and neither acknowledged any longer, and therefore she sees these unfortunate things as something she knows she could no longer give her time and attention to remembering again. She maintains what she wants to maintain, and if something were to easily slip through her mind, whether on purpose or with the time that passes her by, there isn’t any reason to chase something that’ll only make her disinterested in the end. This in mind, she doesn’t particularly make ever-lasting connections, connections that she herself would genuinely keep close to her heart. Life is finite, there’s no particular reason why she’d stay grounded for the cats that make an entrance in her life, and she’s very adamant of reminding those who come across her that they either ride along and play their part when she wants them to, or stay a while until they’re the last cat on her mind.