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Post by *Nimbles* on Jan 17, 2008 16:36:46 GMT -5
So, as we all know, there are positions available in the Clans. These positions are: RiverClan Deputy WindClan Medicine Cat
All those who are willing to try out for these positions must fill out this vital form and post it on here. The form must be filled out to your best potiential and on the 30th of January, the posts will be judged and the positions given out.
Form:
Name:; Position:; Age:; Gender:; Description:; History:; Roleplaying Example:;
Good luck!
22/1/08:; Those positions above are definately available! Sorry for those who auditioned for the RiverClan Leader, but the deputy Blacklight had rights to it. She chose to become the leader, so the deputy is now open. If you did audition, we would appreciate it if you changed your application to 'Deputy'. [/center]
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Post by swiftpool on Jan 18, 2008 17:04:43 GMT -5
Name: Swiftpool Moons: 24 Moons Picture (Optional): i126.photobucket.com/albums/p111/Mew_Reika_Komorina/Cat.jpgGender: She-Cat Clan: RiverClan Rank: Deputy Description: Swiftstar is a brown she-cat with dark stripes, an American Bobtail. She has white fur underneath her tail as well as a long, black stripe down her back. Her neck has white fluff as well as her stomach. The black stripes on her body zigzag back and forth, making an almost lepord-like pattern. Her ears are long and flat, with black tips at the end. When she runs, she runs quickly on the tips of her paws and her tail is almost always in the air. A fellow Clan cat would describe her as quick running and balanced and always aware of her surroundings. Finally, her long black whiskers have white tips at the end and give her a more serious appearence. Personality: Since her apprentice days, Swifstar has been kind hearted and determined. She has always questioned the Warrior Code's valibility but mainly abides by StarClan's rules. In battle, Swiftpool fights for her Clan with a great ferocity. The aspects of her personality that have made the former leader elect her for the position is her great respect for all cats, even those who are deemed by other Clan members to be disloyal. When her good motives are challenged, however, Swiftpool can get irritated easily. She has great trust of other cats as well as in herself. However, Swiftpool is quite frightened of the Twolegs and their ability to pollute the river. Finally, Swiftpool is an excellent swimmer and since her apprenticed days has loved to swim. Her great skills have helped many other members of the Clan learn how to fish. History: From her cruel past Swiftpool has learned to be kind and gentle towards sufferers. Her mother, a cripple from an accident with the Twolegs, suffered when she felt obligated to go and hunt for her Clan in another Clan's territory. The whole incident lead to a battle, and Swiftpool's mother was never forgiven. For that she was shunned by her Clan, and Swiftpool had to gain her own respect as she grew up under the shadow of a mother who was unwanted and unliked. Her father who was a brave warrior for the Clan did not help either. He was ashamed of his mate's accident and refused to speak to her until the day he died in battle. From that moment on, Swiftpool has believed in the importance in family more than ever. As an apprentice she tried to ignore her past and prove herself swifter and faster than any warrior. The other apprentices would mock and laugh at her for anything wrong she did but in the end she was determined to best all of them. Swiftpool, under the predujice against her mother and her from the leader, was one of the last apprentices to be promoted to a warrior. As a warrior, Swiftpool proved her loyalty to her Clan by hunting day and night and being the most valuable warrior to her Clan. Despite the unfair way she was treated, Swiftpool was careful to treat all her Clanmates with kindness and she gradually made many friends. After her leader died, the deputy became the leader. The deputy had been a friend of Swiftpool's, and appointed her his new deputy, and Swiftpool continued to guide her Clan under kindness and ferocity in battle. Roleplay Example: Swiftpool sniffed the air as she crept her way towards the river and her muzzle shook in delight. Fresh fish! She smiled slightly, creeping towards the river. The pure air was smitten with pine, clearing her head and the responsibilities of being a RiverClan leader were swept from her head. For once, it was good not to have to deal with all the problems of the Clan and to focus on her rumbling stomach. Even though one of the apprentices had offered to fetch her some food, she had declined. There was nothing she enjoyed more than snatching up a fresh fish from the stream. Arching her back she lept into the water, closing her eyes as the wet sensation ran over her. With her emerald eyes she scanned the water for fish, and saw one foolishly swimming near a rock. Narrowing her eyes, she dived for the kill. Bam! Swiftpool was knocked over as an apprentice bowled into her, dislocating her grip on the rock. Spitting out water, Swiftpool managed to clamber back onto the rock and came face to face with an black-haired apprentice. "It's alright,' she said kindly. 'I know you were only trying to hunt for the Clan.' She walked away, her stomach still rumbling slightly, but Swiftstar understood that this paticular apprentice was desperate to become a warrior. He must have bowled into her without looking in his desperation. Unpreturbed, except for the slight wish that she might have caught that fish she returned to find her Clan sharing tongues.
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Post by blondie13 on Jan 18, 2008 18:59:54 GMT -5
name:Ebonyfur position:deputy age:34 moons gender:she cat Description:Some quiver when faced with the piercing fern green eyes of Ebonyfur. Her coal black fur reflects the moonlight perfectly when she sits by the river staring up at star clan, wishing her father was with her now. In battle, other clans quiver in fear when they see her large muscles rippling under her short coat. She is quite large for a she-cat, and quite soft and well groomed for a clan cat. The only imperfection in her fur, is a long battle scar that she wears proudly across her face.
Personality:From the time you meet her and look into those piercing green eyes, you think,~I wouldn't want to cross that cat's path!~ You start to avoid her, and look at her with fear in your eyes. You shiver whenever she comes near. Then you actually have a conversation with her. You find out that she's a fun loving, and kind. Then you wish you weren't so afraid of her. Really she's not that scary, once you get to know her! Ebonyfur is one of the many who are misunderstood. Cat's see her on the outside, but looks can be deceiving. Many cats will miss out on a wonderful and rewarding friendship with her, only out of fear. Really, she's kind, unless you are an opposing clan cat in battle, then you have something to fear!
History:Ebonyfur is one of the many sad and tragic tale. Those who are weak to tears should discontinue their reading. Ebonyfur was born like any other kit. She was doted on and loved, by her father, and her father only. To her mother, she was the unwanted, the mistake, the shadow in the back of the nursery who nearly starved to death because her mother refused to suckle her. She even lied about her! Her mother told the clan she had a litter of three, when ebonyfur was the fourth kit. When they found her, she was barely breathing, almost dead. Luckily, another queen, who had just lost three kits to greencough, agreed to suckle the poor kit. Her father, Lionsong, visited ebonykit every day. He told her of the forest, and other things a mother usually told her kit! When ebonykit was five moons old, her father became deputy. He still saw his daughter, but less and less every day. Then, finally, she became an apprentice, and her father became her mentor. He was a wonderful mentor, and she completed her apprenticeship quickly. But then, during her silent vigil, they were attacked by Shadow Clan! She and her father fought like lion clan warriors. The next morning, she woke up in the medicine den, her father lying beside her. Thats where she got the scar. Her father was abnormally still. She padded over to him, and he was almost dead. There was no saving him now. She knelt down beside him and he whispered softly,"Finish what I couldn't" Then he gave a shudder, and let out his last dying breath. And so was the end of her father. Ebonyfur knew what she had to do, and she did. She went on to become deputy, and eventually will become leader, what her father couldn't do.
RP example: Ebonyfur padded to the shimmering stream. The cool night air ruffled her ebony black fur. Her green eyes glinted in the moonlight. She sat down in her secret spot by the river. Then she looked up at the sky. She could almost see her father running through the stars. She saw him looking down at her from star clan. Then she broke down sobbing. She cried out to the stars."Why did you leave me! Why did you leave me with my mother!?" She buried her head in her paws. Then she looked down at the river, letting her shimmering tears make ripples in the still water. Suddenly she started. She knew what she saw. It was her father's reflection. He clearly stated. "Go home now, go to your clan, your place is with them. It's time you stopped mourning me. You've already accomplished what I could not. Go now"
She went back to find the greatest battle in river clan history. Once again, her father was right!
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Post by willowfur on Jan 20, 2008 11:00:42 GMT -5
Name:; SilentTail
Clan:; ThunderClan
Position:; Deputy
Age:; 29 Moons
Gender:; She-Cat
Description:; SilentTail is a Orange she-cat with dark stripes. She has white fur on her stomach and her tail as well as a long, reddish stripe down her back and to the tip pf her nose. Her neck has white flecks, and Her ears are abnormally long and, well, huge for her age, and even for any cat! When she hunts, she is graceful and runs quickly, but gently on the tips of her paws. A fellow Clan cat would describe her as quick thinking, loyal, and great at balencing and stalking prey. History:; ~Kit~ SilentTail was Born and raised in ThunderClan. As a kit she was a runt, but as she became an apprentice, she started catching up on the growing.
~apprentice~ When Silenttail was an apprentice, her mentor was Featherpelt. Though he was a great and loyal warrior,he wasn't as gentle as he seemed. He put pressure on Silenttail and critisised her when she did something wrong. But after Moons of firece training, she became a warrior.
~Warrior~ When Silenttail became a warrior, she realized that her old mentor, Featherpelt, was trying to be hard on her because he was frightened of her becoming more powerful than he was. After a disscusion with Thuderclan leaded, Featherpelt was kicked out of the Clan. Silenttail trained for many, many moons until she was given the position of deputy, after the old Thunderclan deputy, Tigerpelt, was killed in a battle.
Roleplaying Example:; SilentTail padded forward, and accepted her new rank as ThunderClan deputy with her tail raised and her head high. She had been waiting for this moment ever since she was the smallest kit, the 'runt' if you will, in her litter.
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Post by \\*Rainstorm*// on Jan 20, 2008 13:29:20 GMT -5
Here's Lost's bio, unless you want me to make him a new one.
Name: Darkclaw Moons: 20 moons Picture (Optional): Gender: Tom Clan: ThunderClan Rank: Deputy Description: Darkclaw is a medium sized muscular tom. He had medium sized legs with large powerful paws. His tail is long and a bit thick. His ears, large and his face is a bit of a round shape. Darkclaw's nose is small and pink. His fur is a snady whiteish color. Lighter then tan but darker then white, almost a cream. His eyes are a dark, dark brown that always seek out the truth in other cats. He has a large scar on the side of his cheek that he got in a most unlikely way. The scar starts near his ear and runs down his cheek narrowly missing his eye. He is a rather handsome tom despite his countless battle scars. Personality: Darkclaw is the kind of tom most cats perfer to stay away from. He seems unpleasent and dangerous, not the kind of cat you might look for as a friend. He is quite stubborn and awfully portective. He gives his oppinion only once and doesn't give any other warning after that. He does not hesitate to critize any other cat's faults and often seems to harse on other cats. He always strives for perfection in himself and with other cats. Darkclaw is very loyal and and hates to let others down. His sweet and genrous side is not often shown to others. Because of his postion in the clan he is well sought after by most she-cats but he has never been truely drawn to any cat History: Darkclaw was born in Thunderclan to two well known warriors, Fallenheart and Shattereddreams. His history is a truely depressing one. His parents both neglected him and were both more interested in each other. He rarely saw them as a kit and almost never had any contact with them as an apprentice. But though his parents were not the best, he still loved them deeply. As an apprentice, Darkpaw had a mentor who was always pushing him and was the farthest thing from proud with him. The only cat who ever belived in Darkpaw was a warrior named Blackheart. Darkpaw also fell in love with a younger she-cat named Snowpaw who died within weeks of becoming an apprentice. His parents soon had another litter of kittens all but one surived. The named her Goldenpaw and Darkpaw was rather fond of his sister. Fallenheart died in battle soon after the birth of his daughter and both his children grived greatly for him though it seemed to have no affect on Shatterddreams. In the same battle his father died in, Darkpaw also recived his deadly looking scar. As he was tusseling around in the dirt with an enemy warrior far bigger then he, Darkpaw lashed out quickly but the warrior pushed his paw back at himself and before Darkpaw could retract his claws he had scared his own face. The night after that battle Darkpaw was given his scar, he was also givin his warrior name, Darkclaw. His best friend Blackheart left Thunderclan to live with his sisters and became a loner like them. And his old mentor became the deputy and was givin Goldenpaw as a new apprentice. Darkclaw and Goldenpaw were rather close and Darkclaw watched over her faithfully. A young warrior from another clan soon started to court Goldenpaw. Darkclaw strongly disaproved of him but Goldenpaw did not listen and left Thunderclan to be with her mate. Not to long after this, Darkclaw's old mentor died from a fatel sickness that attacked most of Thunderclan's cats. The leader appointed him the new deputy because of the lack of well warriors.
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Post by Blackstar on Jan 22, 2008 18:29:05 GMT -5
Sorry to all who have auditioned for leader. Since I was deputy, I was asked if I would like to take the leader position, as they do in the books. I've accepted, but that leaves the deputy position for riverclan open now.
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Post by moodyblue on Feb 3, 2008 17:04:24 GMT -5
name Moonfur poistion Deputy age 24 moons Gender she-cat descripition light black she-cat with a Xs on the front paws History none role playing history none Name: Swiftpool Moons: 24 Moons Picture (Optional): i126.photobucket.com/albums/p111/Mew_Reika_Komorina/Cat.jpgGender: She-Cat Clan: RiverClan Rank: Deputy Description: Swiftstar is a brown she-cat with dark stripes, an American Bobtail. She has white fur underneath her tail as well as a long, black stripe down her back. Her neck has white fluff as well as her stomach. The black stripes on her body zigzag back and forth, making an almost lepord-like pattern. Her ears are long and flat, with black tips at the end. When she runs, she runs quickly on the tips of her paws and her tail is almost always in the air. A fellow Clan cat would describe her as quick running and balanced and always aware of her surroundings. Finally, her long black whiskers have white tips at the end and give her a more serious appearence. Personality: Since her apprentice days, Swifstar has been kind hearted and determined. She has always questioned the Warrior Code's valibility but mainly abides by StarClan's rules. In battle, Swiftpool fights for her Clan with a great ferocity. The aspects of her personality that have made the former leader elect her for the position is her great respect for all cats, even those who are deemed by other Clan members to be disloyal. When her good motives are challenged, however, Swiftpool can get irritated easily. She has great trust of other cats as well as in herself. However, Swiftpool is quite frightened of the Twolegs and their ability to pollute the river. Finally, Swiftpool is an excellent swimmer and since her apprenticed days has loved to swim. Her great skills have helped many other members of the Clan learn how to fish. History: From her cruel past Swiftpool has learned to be kind and gentle towards sufferers. Her mother, a cripple from an accident with the Twolegs, suffered when she felt obligated to go and hunt for her Clan in another Clan's territory. The whole incident lead to a battle, and Swiftpool's mother was never forgiven. For that she was shunned by her Clan, and Swiftpool had to gain her own respect as she grew up under the shadow of a mother who was unwanted and unliked. Her father who was a brave warrior for the Clan did not help either. He was ashamed of his mate's accident and refused to speak to her until the day he died in battle. From that moment on, Swiftpool has believed in the importance in family more than ever. As an apprentice she tried to ignore her past and prove herself swifter and faster than any warrior. The other apprentices would mock and laugh at her for anything wrong she did but in the end she was determined to best all of them. Swiftpool, under the predujice against her mother and her from the leader, was one of the last apprentices to be promoted to a warrior. As a warrior, Swiftpool proved her loyalty to her Clan by hunting day and night and being the most valuable warrior to her Clan. Despite the unfair way she was treated, Swiftpool was careful to treat all her Clanmates with kindness and she gradually made many friends. After her leader died, the deputy became the leader. The deputy had been a friend of Swiftpool's, and appointed her his new deputy, and Swiftpool continued to guide her Clan under kindness and ferocity in battle. Roleplay Example: Swiftpool sniffed the air as she crept her way towards the river and her muzzle shook in delight. Fresh fish! She smiled slightly, creeping towards the river. The pure air was smitten with pine, clearing her head and the responsibilities of being a RiverClan leader were swept from her head. For once, it was good not to have to deal with all the problems of the Clan and to focus on her rumbling stomach. Even though one of the apprentices had offered to fetch her some food, she had declined. There was nothing she enjoyed more than snatching up a fresh fish from the stream. Arching her back she lept into the water, closing her eyes as the wet sensation ran over her. With her emerald eyes she scanned the water for fish, and saw one foolishly swimming near a rock. Narrowing her eyes, she dived for the kill. Bam! Swiftpool was knocked over as an apprentice bowled into her, dislocating her grip on the rock. Spitting out water, Swiftpool managed to clamber back onto the rock and came face to face with an black-haired apprentice. "It's alright,' she said kindly. 'I know you were only trying to hunt for the Clan.' She walked away, her stomach still rumbling slightly, but Swiftstar understood that this paticular apprentice was desperate to become a warrior. He must have bowled into her without looking in his desperation. Unpreturbed, except for the slight wish that she might have caught that fish she returned to find her Clan sharing tongues.
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Post by swiftpool on Feb 3, 2008 17:53:06 GMT -5
Um...I'm sorry, but why did you quote my bio?
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Post by silverwing on Feb 26, 2008 15:24:43 GMT -5
Name:; silverpool Position:;wind clan med Age:;13 moons Gender:;she cat Description:; long haired silver blue she cat with white tail and paws. has soft sky blue eyes and has a silver star on her forhead
History:; as a kit she was always the smallest and teased alot because she didnt know her parents but then one night astarclan warrior came to her and told her she had a special destiny and she has been trying to fullfill that desity ever since. as an apprentice she was mentored by sevral different mentores because they all died or retired before she was a warrior.......
srry ill finish it later
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Post by crimsonregret on Mar 12, 2008 11:26:50 GMT -5
Name:; Regretrose
Position:; Medicine Cat
Age:; 21 Moons
Gender:; She-cat
Description:; Regretrose is what some would consder an attractive she-cat. Her black and white pelt reflect a stunning sheer coat, sometimes making it hard for her to blend in with the night. She's pettite, yet somehow lithe. Regretrose isnt at all a fast runner, but she manages just fine without outrageous speed. She has the blackest paws imaginable, a white underbelly with a mixed top coat; black and white. White whisker with black ears and a black tail, each with a white-tip.
History:; When her mother, Moontail, was pregnant, she just had to have roses to get her to sleep. Every night, there would be a rose by her moss, and only that would allow the night to drag her weary eyes closed into sleep. Her mother promised herself she would name one of her offspring Rosekit. However, Regretrose was the only kit who survived. Feeling an emotion known as regret at the sight of the one kit, her mother named her Regretkit. Growing up from kit to apprentice, Regretpaw often heard the tale of her mothers strong love for roses, and so, after her mother's death, Regretpaw humbly requested that her Warrior name be Regretrose, even though she would not become a Warrior. The night before she was to be made into a Warrior, Regretpaw recieved a visit from her mother in StarClan, warning her that if she did become WindClans Medicine Cat, WindClan wouyld fall into an irreversible doom. Out of love and trust, Regretpaw then became Regretrose; Medicine Cat of WindClan.
Personality:; Regretrose has one of the most caring personalities you would ever come accross. She cares for every member of her clan, from the oldest elder, to the unborn kit. If anyone or anything is in trouble, no matter the clan or home, Regretrose is there to help. If you get on her bad side, which is something very difficult to accomplish...be afraid. She isnt afraid of anyone. Regretrose was raised to be strong and thats just what she is; strong. She will have absolutely no problem how she really feels and if she doesnt like it, beware. Regretrose never has any regret
Roleplaying Example:;
Regretrose stood, tail straight and ears perked. There was a rustling in the bushes. She hid in the nursery with the pregnant queens and the two kits that remained in the camp. They were told to stay behind while the clans fought at the border. Please, StarClan here this prayer: deliver these queens and kits into safety. I may serve as their only protection; please give me the strength to do so. The frightened clan cats huddled against the wall behind Regretrose, who stood strong, ready to take on whatever challenge was sent her way. Suddenly, a loud yowl erupted from the bushes ahead and out ran Spindlefur, deputy to WindClan. Regretrose's eyes widened at the sight of him; blood matted his fur, his tail drooped at the space where the break was, and he breathed heavily due to a deep wound inflicted on his side. "Great StarClan! Come in Spindlefur! I'll treat your wounds immediately!" She began pulling down and yanking for the necassary herbs and spices. I'll save him; I'll save them all Regretrose thought determination written all over her face.
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Post by *Nimbles* on Mar 12, 2008 15:40:51 GMT -5
Yours is an awesome audution but the auditions aren't being held at the moment. What I am going to do is make a new thread for new auditions which will be WindClan leader and Medicine Cat, so if you want to post there for either positions, that would be great! ^^ [/size]
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