high position auditions

[administration]

so, of course, we have auditions for the high cat positions for all four of the clans! please post your bio for your hopeful higher-up below and in two weeks, we will judge the bios and choose our leaders. also note that multiple people can try out for the same position as long as it isn't listed in the already filled spots~ this is a tryout, after all.

current spots that have been filled are as follows:

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windclan deputy
windclan medicine cat

rescuer leader #1[/ul]
current spots being tried out for are as follows:

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shadowclan medicine cat: dreamy & cobweb

windclan medicine cat apprentice: lynx & faithy

thunderclan leader

riverclan leader
riverclan deputy
riverclan medicine cat

rescuer leader #2: capricorn & hester
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[lionstar]

DON'T CRY OUT FOR GOD

we are all lambs to the slaughter now, don't worry it will be over

NAME lionkit lionpaw lionwhisker lionstar
CLAN shadowclan
POSITION leader
GENDER male
AGE fifty-seven moons

APPEARANCE
pictures ; a massive ginger tom in size and proportions with pale green-yellow eyes.

HOLD ON THOUGH YOU'RE

alone i am there with you, that much at least i can promise, you know

LIKES

• keeping his fighting and tracking skills in top condition
• lurking in the shadows
• finding out that he intimidates felines
• trying to figure out the weaknesses of others
• a good challenge

DISLIKES

• starclan and the rescuers and what they each represent
• felines who think themselves better than him
• rain and water in general, warm weather (pelt unbearable)
• weakness/softness in his clan
• felines thinking badly of him

HOPES

• that shadowclan will become the undeniably best clan in the forest
• the destruction of the rescuers
• that starclan will have little to do with shadowclan

FEARS

• starclan
• being nothing

PERSONALITY

this tom is apiece of work in his own trade and in many ways, he's what you might call the stereotypical shadowclan feline - hard, dark, unmerciful, and unforgiving in his heart. he shows this outwardly, letting little to no-one near his heart. he despises anything that might come around as weakness including love, mercy, and forgiveness. he is a very stubborn tom with pride that will not let him easily succumb to the arguments of others. he does not like being proven wrong, even though at times he is obviously wrong. this tom has always had the reputation of being a hard tom to beat in a fight - and he's a tom that, because of his massive build and size in general, size that not many felines can match up to, he rushes at the feline and attacks with all his force, giving his opponent little time to think about what they're doing and putting them tight on the defense.

'you can't win while on the defense'

but despite what he might show on the outside, the strength that he has gained through years of hard work and training, this tom holds a secret within him that causes a lot of other portions of his personality: he fears those that go against him. he is more fearful than any feline might ever expect and this make him a little paranoid about who he can trust - especially within his clan. if you admire him in anyway and want him to consider you as a friend, well you're going to have to work at it. he lets no-one who hasn't earned his trust near him...always afraid that someone'll stab him in the back and kill him...and no matter how many lives he's been given, this fear will never be dispelled.

'we are all mortal, no matter how many times we're killed.'

but there are two groups that scare him more than even betrayal in his own clan - starclan and the rescuers. starclan because he fears their judgement. he believes what he is doing is the best for he clan, no matter how harsh he may be (and he is very harsh, again he doesn't enjoy weakness). he believes that his clan deserves to be recognized as the best instead of a living joke. he does not want to take over the forest - that's never been an intention of his. he just wants shadowclan to be recognized as something grand rather than something evil - even if they must do evil in order to achieve that goal.

'nothing is gained without a little bloodshed'

as for the rescuers, they're whole existence puts him on edge because if they were to succeed in their goals, then he wouldn't be leader anymore and he'd have no way to help his clan become stronger. he fears that they might succeed and because of that, he wants them gone, obliterated from the forest. he doesn't want them near his clan and if he finds someone in his territory, he won't hesitate to kill them. they are going against him and they are endangering everything he's working to achieve - he wouldn't let that past by without repercussions.

'and those that argue against me, shall be slain'

KNOW WHAT'S TO COME

do not accept this, though we're alone we must fight for each breath

HISTORY

when felines are born, some believe that fate takes over. others say that every feline is allowed to choose the path that they follow and the life they carve. this tom, believes that it's a mixture of both because to him, his life was a mixture of both - an end that was given to him by fate, but it was a fate that he carved himself through moons of hard work and decisions that were near impossible to make - decisions that might have cost him everything if he chose wrong. he has no sob story really, no love lost and no family destroyed; no scars that left more than a mark on his physical being. it's just the feeling - that everything that happened lead him here, but he isn't about to say that he had no control.

to be leader ans have no control, well that'd just be a horrid thing.

he was born to a mother and a father - a couple that was created in the most ironic terms. his mother was a very fragile, soft, loving, and the closest starclan follower you might find in shadowclan...but don't get her wrong, she had a sharp tongue and put the fear of starclan in young lionkit - literally. it's safe to say that this she-cat was the reason that he feared the ancestors so much and worried about them more than he did follow them blindly as most felines in the other clans seemed to. his father on the other hand was a lot like him - the acorn didn't fall far from the tree on this one. his father was good tracker and fighter, massive as he was strong. he intimidated people and relished in the power becoming powerful, but not necessarily ambitious. his father didn't care to become leader and actually it was the last thing on his mind.

lionkit was the only kit in his litter, and he was fairly larger than most kits, making his massive size, that he got from his father, apparent from the start. back then it was more because of his fluffy pelt than it was because of any build on him because he had yet to grow into that. still, he play fought with the other kits, older and younger than he, and he won many of the fights. he got a good taste of fighting then and relished in it, liking the way that winning made him feel...plus is didn't help that his father gave him his undivided attention during those little play-fights and would praise the young tom when he did win. his mother would always chastise him though that 'if he didn't use the strength his ancestors used him for good, starclan would banish him into a lonely existence rather than allow him to join their ranks' and that even the smallest wrongs could send him there.

so, he grew up with feelings mixed by his father, the strong tom with the strength to do grand things, and a mother who wanted him to change something, to do something good and worth while. it's safe to say that that's where he foundation for his personality came from.

as an apprentice, the tom was gifted enough to gain the deputy, a senior warrior, as a mentor. well, to some that might seem like a lucky break, but to him it wasn't the best thing that could've happened. the deputy was a stickler. he was getting old, going on elder years by far and no-one expected him to become leader and if he did...well, we he wouldn't last long. when the tom was in his prime, he's been a good warrior; strong, smart, and careful. as an aging deputy, he was slow and a real pain in ass. he would nit pick at everything lionpaw did, saying what was wrong, but never praising anything he did right. the deputy told him some of the best moves he had in his time as a warrior and made him work and work at them until he perfected them. and his tracking abilities, well those came along on their own. he was always one of the best.

speed and hunting though, like real hunting with real prey that he could kill and eat...those two items where never his forte. speed is an obvious disadvantage because of his large size and bulk. he was a tom made to stand a ground, and he has always stood his ground. even with his mentor hounding at him to get things right and constantly calling him a 'mouse-brained piece of fox-dung' (a saying that never made sense to lionpaw), he never let it get to him and he trudged on - determined to become a warrior as fast as he possibly could in order to get the deputy off his back. and hunting...well, he never really had the patience for it. he was always more intrigued with using his natural tracking abilities to hunt down felines who were a little less careful and didn't get startled and run off at the slightest misstep - an issue he had a lot.

then, finally, at the age of twelve moons he became a warrior with the name of lionwhisker, -whisker in tribute to the above average tracking skills that he possessed. as a warrior, things calmed down in his life. the deputy was still a little obsessed with watching him, but that was to be expected. when the tom was fourteen moons, the deputy finally retired and a much younger tom who was only about thirty moons was appointed as deputy. the leader was quite young too, only about forty-seven moons. it appeared that there wouldn't be a change in the rankings for moons to come and in all reality, there really wouldn't be.

lionwhisker became good friends with the new deputy after they went out on patrol together, another warrior, and an apprentice. he and the deputy went off together for a while and started talking. they talked about what they wanted from shadowclan and the future. the deputy mentioned that he would do anything he had to to push shadowclan ahead of the other clans and lionwhisker found himself agreeing to the tom. he idolized the tom and would do anything he told him to do at any time. they could be found together constantly with their heads together, muttering in soft tones. the deputy told lionwhisker how he couldn't wait to be leader and push things forward, to start a new future and be worth something in this world. he told lionwhisker that dying without proving himself would be the worst possible thing that could ever happen to a tom.

for lionwhisker, this was the greatest change. to go from disliking one deputy to idolizing the next...it made him start thinking about his own future and what might be in store for him.

moons passed. there were a few battles here and there and he fought well in the service for his clan, taking wounds on in service to them and protecting. he got an apprentice when he was thirty moons old. by this time the leader was starting to get on in the later moons of his life, but he was still a strong and capable leader, even at sixty-three moons old the clan still loved him, even though the leader at the time was a bit more of a neutral guy. watching the clan, watching his warriors with a calm eye and silently critiquing them. the deputy was now forty-six moons and was getting anxious. he had been deputy for a long time and just wanted to be a leader soon. he couldn't do anything as deputy and he confided in lionwhisker and by this point, the deputy had even started to get a little more...aggressive.

moons passed and lionwhisker could see the change in the deputy. finally when the deputy was fifty-five moons old, he did the one action that would instill yet another fear into lionwhisker and end the deputy's life: he went off looking for the leader of the rescuers; a group that was starting to gain an infamous reputation amongst the clans. the deputy wanted to find the leaders and take them down and he brought lionwhisker with him as an asset to track them down and to help him kill them once and for all. he was tired of waiting to do something worth while and the deputy had decided that this, even without his leader's okay, he could do.

lionwhisker had never met one of these felines before, let alone tracked one. he tried his best though and one day, they stumbled upon a tom. when lionwhisker asked him if he was a loner, the tom attacked them and out from the bushes three others sprang - a she-cat and two more toms. they attacked lionwhisker and the deputy, who both fought as their lives depended on it. somewhere in the middle of the battle, they learned that these four felines where from the rescuers ans had been waiting to ambush some clan-cats. they were aware that one of the toms was the deputy and meant to kill him and when they did, they ran. they had no quarrel with lionwhisker because he was no-one important in the clan besides the deputy's "pet".

and so he was left to bring the body of his friend and deputy back to the clan.

it's safe to say that after that, the tom was promoted to the rank of deputy after his friend's death. the leader had been watching him and liked what he saw in the young tom. there are a few warriors in the clan that became suspicious of the way things turned out and of course, there were some felines that wondered if lionwhisker willingly brought the deputy into the ambush - that he might be working with the rescuers from the inside out to destroy shadowclan, but that wasn't the case at all. after that fateful day, lionwhisker wanted nothing more but to see the end of the rebel group, but he was going to do it the right way. this tie around, he would go slow and careful...like his mentor would have told him - the way that you track anything. slow with carefully precise movements.

seven moons later, the leader died from a battle wound against a rescuer when he was out in the territory hunting. a warrior he had been out with found his body and brought it back. lionwhisker then became the leader.

Since then, lionstar has lost two lives - one from a battle against thunderclan, the other from a rescuer who was amongst the four that had ambushed him and the deputy all those moons ago - a rescuer who when he found out the truth, that the tom they spared all those moons ago became leader, was angry and wanted to kill him for good. when lionstar came back from the lost life though, the she-cat - the one she-cat that had been in the group of four - was gone and lionstar decided to be careful, to keep the she-cat's scent in his mind at all times and to never let it go. just in case one day he might run into it again.

THIS CHARACTER IS PLAYED BY JEOPARDY

[jaggedstar]

DON'T CRY OUT FOR GOD

we are all lambs to the slaughter now, don't worry it will be over

(( I can't find a good picture in the 340x150 format. I might work on one, but it might take a while... ))

NAME jaggedkit, jaggedpaw, jaggedlightning, jaggedstar
CLAN thunderclan
POSITION leader
GENDER male
AGE 40 moons

APPEARANCE jaggedstar is a huge white American Shorthair tom with black paws and tail tip and with what look is like a little lightningbolt on his right shoulder. his eyes are a deep emerald green with darker flecks towards the center. on his face, he has a light ash-like dusting on his nose and an orangey-pink nose with a slight black outline. Most of his claws are black, although you'll see a few are clear when he unsheaths his masive and deadly sharp claws, excilent for climbing the many trees in thunderclan. under his smooth white and black spotted pelt, you could mistake his muscles for rocks. they are clearly visible and ripple his large frame as he moves.

HOLD ON THOUGH YOU'RE

alone i am there with you, that much at least i can promise, you know

LIKES speckled sunlight through the canopy of the forest, hunting, fighting, training apprentices, standing up for his clan, and gatherings.
DISLIKES tresspassers on his territory, foxes, badgers, dogs, and swimming.
HOPES to get a mate with as much courage as him, have his own clan born kits, and train the best deputy he can.
FEARS being overtaken by another clan and dieing alone in the forest by another animal.

PERSONALITY jaggedstar is a loyal and strong headed tom, like any other thunderclan cat. although sometimes he can be a grumpy, nothing can stop him from doing what's right for his clan. when he is in that grumpy mood, he can be a bit snapy and mean towards the one who annoyed him, or take his anger out on another cat. jaggedstar is a bit anti-social and is indipendant which makes it very hard for him to try and find the right mate. this also makes it hard for him at gatherings at times. he does have the loud anoucning voice, though, and always hold his chin high even though he may be nervous.

he is always sure of himself, sometimes leading to bad dicisions. usually, he is corrected before he makes the decisions though. one thing he really likes about being leader is that he has an open mind to new ideas (when he isn't grumpy) and trusts his deputy and senior warriors to come up with good ideas, if they are ever the future leaders. he takes pride in his clanmates, and swears never to let them down, no matter what the situation. this, making him the right leader for thunderclan.

KNOW WHAT'S TO COME

do not accept this, though we're alone we must fight for each breath

HISTORY jaggedkit: jaggedkit was born to sunnyflower and blackshadow of thunderclan along with his brother sunkit. he had the looks of his father, while sunkit of his mother. they were the only two in the litter, and both parents adored them. sunkint was a bit shy, and usually never left the nest, while jaggedkit (named for the lightning-like shape on his shoulder) loved to explore the camp. he was a fairly obedient kit, but one time curiousity got the best of him, and at 5 1/2 moons old he stepped outside the camp walls and walked around the entrance. soon realizing his apprentice ceramony could be held back, he rushed back into the camp unnoticed.

jaggedpaw: his apprentice ceremony was the day of the full moon. He was given coleleap as a mentor; outgoing, selfless, loyal, and most of all, a great friend. jaggedpaw would need a friend, for his mother passed away from green-cough a few moons after he was made an apprentice. not grieving too much, jaggedpaw moved on, but was more worried about his father. he had almost compeltely shut down after Sunnyflower was brought to starclan. he wouldn't wake up until he was needed, not wanting to loose connection with starclan for too long, trying to find his beloved mate. he trained as hard as he could, learning every bit of information from coleleap as he could. he was an amaizing hunter and fighter, and proved himself as a leader when it came to training with other apprentices.

Warrior Jaggedlightning: jaggedlightning was apprenticed early due to his outstanding skills to be a warrior. he did nothing at all to spark coleleap's interest of making him a warrior early on. he was only 10 moons, and the night was very stormy. most warriors watched or listened from their dens as stormystar (the leader at the time) called out for jaggedpaw. it was thundering and lightning out, an omen passed from the medicine cat that he would be good luck to the clan. in that honor, he was given the name jaggedlightning. his father couldn't stand it anylonger, for he was still sulking in his den, came out into the rain and started the chant for his son. the whole clan soon chimed in, as well as his jelous brother, sunpaw, who became a warrior at 12 moons.

the vigil was long, cold, but rewarding. blackshadow came to him in the morning and told him he would go to sleep, which he gladly did, missing the full moon gathering that night. his warrior days were as fun as anyothers, aquiring an apprentice, dewpaw, and training her to be her best, eventually gaining her warrior name, dewclaw.

Deputy Jaggedlightning: at only 20 moons, jaggedlightning was made deputy when stormystar died, loosing her last life to a fox. indegomist was the deputy then, and appointed him as her deputy. the whole clan approved, seeing his natural leadership skills that would soon be needed. indegomist was old, and only lasted for 15 moons, making jaggedlightning 35 moons when he was needed as the new thunderclan leader.

THIS CHARACTER IS PLAYED BY VICIOUS

[aura]

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DON'T CRY OUT FOR GOD

we are all lambs to the slaughter now, don't worry it will be over

{I apologize, the image does not work.}

NAME lightkit, lightpaw aura
CLAN riverclan kittypet loner rescuer
POSITION leader
GENDER female
AGE 38 moons

APPEARANCE aura is an unusually small cat, with a soft black pelt. her eyes are a green color, just barely tinged with blue. a few white hairs could be seen on her chest, and her front paws are a pure white. she has a lithe build, with slightly more muscle on her hind legs. her eyes tend to have an intense look to them, and her claws tend to flex themselves often. other then her size, coat, and eyes, she looks like a generally 'normal' cat, but with a sort of powerful appearance to her, by the way her paws and eyes are.

 

HOLD ON THOUGH YOU'RE

alone i am there with you, that much at least i can promise, you know

 

LIKES
intelligence, elaborate and complex plans, order, long words, and history
DISLIKES
laziness, stupidity, 
HOPESto make the rescuers great, bring the clans to the 'natural ways', to be respected
FEARSfailure, of the rescuers turning into a bunch of lazy cats worse then freeloaders, everyone wanting to kill her

PERSONALITY 
aura is a very intelligent cat, with a cool and calm personality who is good at keeping a level head, even in the midst of battle. she is a rational thinker, and likes to think of all possibilities before she acts. however, aura also has quite a short temper, and even though she is rather calm, she will not hesitate to throw an insult at anyone, no matter who they are. she has a very strong hatred of laziness, and has been known to do really, really horrible things to cats who are lazy beyond belief if she has the means and, in her eyes, the right to do so.

in addition, aura is practically the definition of strict. she will not tolerate anything against the rules, neglecting to do a good job, and laziness, unless she is absolutely forced not to do anything. her attitude towards those she dislikes is very unpleasant, and can almost be described as cold. her appearance to those who don't know her may be 'bloodthirsty and evil', but really, aura can be a very caring cat... well, sometimes, but not often. her being so strict dominates almost all of her personality, but besides that, other noticeable features include a thirst for knowledge and a very straight to the point sort of cat.

aura isn't the sort to sugarcoat anything, or try and make others look at the happy, optimistic side. her tone when telling a cat that their kit died and telling an apprentice that their mentor is taking them hunting has almost none, if any, difference, which unfortunately adds to her rather negative personality. the same goes with others sugar coating news, and pity. aura doesn't want others to try and make bad news sound like good news- those sorts of cats make her want to kill something. as for pity, aura doesn't want anyone else's pity. an expression of her showing pity is usually just a method of her saying 'I don't really care' or 'I'm not very pleased with you'.

although giving aura a bad appearance, her personality is very beneficial to her and her wants, due to the fact that they don't do anything in front of her that she hates, unless she can't do anything about it.

KNOW WHAT'S TO COME

do not accept this, though we're alone we must fight for each breath

 

HISTORY
aura was born to two perfectly normal riverclan warriors known as minnowscale and trouteyes. perhaps the only thing unusual about her parents were that minnowscale had become pregnant only a quarter moon after leaving the apprentice's den, surprising quite a few. her name was lightkit, and she had three siblings, her sister darkkit and her brothers otterkit and robinkit. lightkit was the smallest of her litter, bring unusually small. she preferred pestering elders for information on the clans' histories and other notable information, while her siblings played and snuck out of camp. like any other kit, lightkit couldn't wait to be a warrior or apprentice. every once in a while, darkkit pestered her enough to practice a few battle moves with the apprentices, lightkit's favorite of which was holding an enemy underwater, which she proved to be good at when she pinned robinkit onto the bottom of a shallow stream on the outskirts of riverclan camp.

the medicine cat offered to have lightkit as her apprentice a few times, to which she refused. she may not have practiced battle moves as much as the average kit, but that didn't mean she was any less keen to become a warrior. she learned of various moves that the enemy clans used, and kept notes of them in her head, rather then immediately practicing. it was foolish to practice moves when you were so young, in case you mastered them incorrectly and had to learn how to redo a move you already 'learned'. lightkit kept a small size as she grew to the age of an apprentice, confirming she would be smaller for the rest of her life. lightkit didn't care, this could be a useful trait in the water.

when their apprentice ceremony came, all four of the soon-to-be apprentices were shaking in excitement. robinkit's mentor was the deputy, darkkit's mentor was a senior warrior, and otterkit's a young tom. lightkit was apprenticed to an older she-cat named shiningstream, who would probably retire to the elder's den once lightpaw was trained. it was dusk as the ceremony ended, so the new mentors decided to take the apprentices on a tour of the territory in the morning. the apprentices slept in the apprentice's den for a fraction of the night, staying up to practice battle moves instead. they were the only apprentices, so no others complained when they shredded all the nests.

in the morning, a hawk was circling overhead, mistaken as a common sparrow, since it was high in the air. the apprentices began their tour, and they hadn't even made it seven foxlengths from camp when the hawk swooped down in a heartbeat, and had lightpaw, as she was the smallest, firmly held in its talons. the hawk flew away, a few mentors chasing after it, but it was hopeless- lightpaw was gone. she had just finished coming to terms with her death and praying to starclan that she would be accepted into their ranks when another hawk approached, and its grip slipped. lightpaw plummeted from the air, managing to catch her small paws on a ledge of a twoleg nest.

a twoleg came out from the nest and gently took lightpaw off of it. she was put in a 'cage' with an elderly tom named jake, who explained that this was an animal shelter, and that she was incredibly lucky to had landed on it with only bruises from the more minor impact. he explained that he had been abandoned, and lightpaw explained to her about where she had come from. at that point, jake thought she was crazy or a bit confused from the fall, so he didn't explain any more. lightpaw was then taken by another twoleg, was prodded and had silver sticks poked into her, and by the end of the day, had been renamed aura and put up for adoption.

by the end of the next day, aura was a kittypet. she lived without any other cats, and had two twolegs kits who fooled around with their new pet. aura was disgusted by this, and tolerated it, until, three moons later, she had heard that they were taking her to the cutter. alarmed, as aura had heard stories of the cutter from the elders, aura fled, having gathered information a while ago from a neighboring kittypet named brownie. she was far away from the clans, but with determination, time, and trial and error, it wasn't nothing aura couldn't do. using the meager skills aura had heard of and rarely practiced, she set off to seek her clan, learning how to hunt and defend herself by watching others.

for the first few moons, aura was a mess, only getting a few meals here and there, and getting attacked and threatened by rogues and kittypets. however, she soon got the hang of things, and by watching and observing cats, managed to perfect her hunting and fighting. she became known amongst the rogue community in the city she ended up in, but was still bothered every now and then. soon after she managed to learn to survive on her own, aura managed to leave the first city, and traveled across a few farms before she got to the second. her personality formed into what it was, perhaps by her strong will to survive along with the personality developed when she was only a kit. she needed to be tough, fierce, and strict on herself to survive, and later on, that was used on the rescuers. moons passed, and soon, aura was back to her clan- bruised and hungry, but still back.

along the way, she met some rogues who claimed to be apart of a group called 'the rescuers'. she politely said she'd consider their offer, but continued to riverclan, not planning to accept. she had peered from behind some reeds to spot her siblings, and watched until moonrise. but her opinions had changed since she became a kittypet, and aura was shocked to realize that what she remembered of the clans was a ridiculous, unnatural way of life that she had been too blind to see. at this point, aura was upset and angered by the clans forcing their members into the unnatural way of life, and that the rescuers, apparently a new and not widely known group, had shared the same opinion. for once glad that the hawk had picked her up, aura left the riverclan camp, deciding to join the ranks of the rescuers.

they graciously accepted her, and she soon started rescuing cats. she rose through the ranks quickly, gaining the respect of many others with her spirit, knowledge of the clans, and intelligence. aura, who had decided to permanently adopt her kittypet name, began going on important rescue missions, and helped around much. although she was a rescuer, occasionally she gave a few pieces of extra food to the hunters. at about the time the rescuers became a real problem to the clans, aura was appointed leader. she was pleased but surprised, but also horrified at having to be a leader with the lazy lump of fur, domination. she continued being leader, though, and helped the rescuers more then she believes domination can ever say, and she continues going on rescue missions.

 

THIS CHARACTER IS PLAYED BY CAPRICORN

[flittingstep]

DON'T CRY OUT FOR GOD

we are all lambs to the slaughter now, don't worry it will be over

NAME flittingkit flittingpaw flittingstep
CLAN shadowclan
POSITION medicine cat
GENDER female
AGE thirty six moons old

APPEARANCE flittingstep is a very slim she-cat and though you cannot see it under her fur, she does have muscles. being the medicine cat of shadowclan, flittingstep has been trained to fight like a warrior like the other shadowclan medicine cats before her. her legs are short and her paws are small, perfect for gathering herbs and sorting them into perfection. her fur is soft and fluffy, her tail fur long and swift. the color of her fur helps her to hide in the shadows well, colored in a grayish-brown tick base with black stripes going down it's lengths, making her tail look like that of a raccoon. her eyes are definitely the most appealing thing about her, a beautiful copper color, nearly orange. they stand out against her fur with the help of a thick black rim surrounding them.

HOLD ON THOUGH YOU'RE

alone i am there with you, that much at least i can promise, you know

LIKES

--- warm, sunny days
--- peace and quite
--- neatly stocked supplies
--- making things a joking matter
--- contributing to her clan in hunting

DISLIKES

--- nothing being done around the clan
--- being told that she knows little by others
--- getting disrespect from younger clan members
--- being disrupted during her work
--- anything that isn't a feline or prey

HOPES

--- to save all lives one day
--- learn the source of each sickness

FEARS

--- loosing a large number of patients
--- the way her fate will end

PERSONALITY flittingstep is a very serious cat so please, don't expect her to take her job lightly. actually, don't expect her to just laugh at everything and anything. she is not easily amused and those who try to amuse her will only find disappointment, as she will not so much as even lift her lips to a crooked smile. it has been a trait she has had ever since the death of her mentor, promising the tom cat that he would never have to worry about the clan every again in a sense that she would not take anything lightly and that is how she has always been.

when she is not being bothered by apprentices or other warriors for their new injuries, she is rather calm and collected when working on previous patients, who have been there for days or weeks even. when she is in this state of mind, she is able to work more easily and without distractions. her gentle side is something that not many cats see and those who do see it are able to admit that she does smile every once in a while. however, these 'personality traits' are always found when she has seem to come to peace with any decisions she has made or with anything that she is content with on doing. but there is still that one little thing that makes flittingstep ... well, flittingstep.

easily annoyed when around too many others

guessing bits and pieces of the code

KNOW WHAT'S TO COME

do not accept this, though we're alone we must fight for each breath

HISTORY

--- mother
--- father
--- brother
--- sister

for high positions, we expect a 400 word history to include their training and how they got to the position they have established.

THIS CHARACTER IS PLAYED BY DREAMY

[hailstar]

DON'T CRY OUT FOR GOD

we are all lambs to the slaughter now, don't worry it will be over

NAME hailkit hailpaw hailwing hailstar
CLAN riverclan
POSITION leader
GENDER male
AGE forty nine moons old

APPEARANCE hailstar is not the riverclan cat that you would expect to see. with his short fur and its soft touch, he definitely stands out among the many long-haired riverclan cats that are usually seen. though he isn't the only short-haired feline, he is one of the few. his body is long, lean and very much masculine though at times he can be mistaken as a female to any of those cats who have never met or seen riverclan's leader. his fur has a creamy white base coat, with blue points on his tail, legs, ears and face. though the blue points look gray from time to time, they often shine a pale blue in the proper sunlight. to match his fur, hailstar's eyes are simply magnificent, a bright sky blue that stands out on his bluish gray points, a gray rim surrounding them.

HOLD ON THOUGH YOU'RE

alone i am there with you, that much at least i can promise, you know

LIKES

--- to have control of bad situations
--- to be respected by his clan mates
--- to protect and serve his clan
--- to make a note of things
--- taking daily swims in the river

DISLIKES

--- making a mess of his fur
--- listening to long and boring things
--- not taking action on extreme matters
--- having to come up with punishments
--- the breaking of the code

HOPES

--- to become the best leader he can be
--- to father a litter of his own

FEARS

--- loosing those that are closest to him
--- being unable to lead his clan

PERSONALITY 200 words or more

KNOW WHAT'S TO COME

do not accept this, though we're alone we must fight for each breath

HISTORY

--- mother
--- father
--- sister
--- brother

for high positions, we expect a 400 word history to include their training and how they got to the position they have established.

THIS CHARACTER IS PLAYED BY DREAMY

[Lionheart]

SUMMER DON'T KNOW ME

no more, eager man, that's all

NAME Lionheart.
CLAN Riverclan.
POSITION Deputy.
GENDER Male.
AGE 36 moons.

APPEARANCE The face of Lionheart.

SUMMER DON'T KNOW ME

he just let me love in my sea

LIKES

• Rainy days and thunderstorms are usually found soothing by Lionheart, outside of flooding season.
  
• Taking naps by the river, falling asleep to the sound of the water lapping against the rock. He finds it to be his own personal lullaby.
  
• Same as most other Riverclan cats, he enjoys swimming in the warmer seasons.
  
• Other male cats, Lionheart tends to not associate with many of his female clan mates.
  
• Victory, no matter what it may be in.

DISLIKES

• Cowardice in any form. He believes it is a Warrior's duty to stand their ground at all times; though even he himself gets scared quite often.
  
• His siblings are detested, even though he has risen above them now, the disdain still is clear.
  
• Being bested in anything, it makes him feel weak and essentially unworthy of his position.
  
• Flood season. The river has flooded a few times before, almost drowning quite a few members of the clan in it's happening.
  
• The smell of mouse bile absolutely disgusts him.

HOPES

• Hopes to help his clan stay prosperous.
  
• To eventually become leader of Riverclan, though he is pleased with his deputy position.
  
• That his apprentices become fearless warriors; instilling a virtue, of sorts.

FEARS

• He fears losing any fight that he may happen to be involved in; whether it be verbal or physical. Being the runt out of his siblings and many others, losing always was commonplace for him, thus leaving resentment.
  
• Appearing weak; holding such a position, apparent weakness could be very unnerving to the clan, and due to past experiences it's highly undesirable.

PERSONALITY Lionheart, on outward appearances alone, shows all the traits a well respected warrior should. His bravery is well known, for it is why he gained his very name; he will never back down from a fight, regardless if it's verbal or physical, he is indomitable. Quite a few times, however, his punishments have been viewed as harsh; though, his own brand of repatriation when it comes to members of other clans is to ensure the respect and safety of his own. Along with this, Lionheart refuses to let himself lose anything, due to being the runt of his litter and generally runty amongst all the other clans kits he was often treated with the utmost disrespect and generally taken advantage of; it's lingered in the back of his mind. When he loses, he fears he appears weak, it makes him feel unworthy and essentially worthless as a whole. His outward traits are more of a front, while truly brave, Lionheart has to constantly ignore a tiny voice in his head; his thought on self-worth is barely there, barely held in his mind by strings of his position. Thought it's hard for outright hatred from Lionheart, an exception in the case of his own siblings, he holds grudges for extensive periods of time; and often, they will skew his perspective and judgement, even if it's slightly. Often he is quiet and somewhat solemn, preferring to be with his own thoughts than many others of the clan, though his loyalty and dedication to his position is unwavering. Amongst his bravery lies insecurity, and highly analytical thought processes only seem to make this worse.

CAUSE I DO KNOW

from you that just died, I saw that day, lost my mind

HISTORY Lionheart was born into a litter of three, two males and one female. Growing up with them, Lionkit was generally ostracised and essentially bullied, for he was one of the runtiest kits born into Riverclan and it's vast history. Even his own mother paid more attention to his siblings; at the expense of his own well being, so it seemed. He quickly learned that it was commonplace to lose when you were little, when others had an undeniable advantage against you. Though, this fostered the aspect of bravery he holds so dear in present day; even though he knew of coming defeat, he would always try to win regardless. For a war lost without a fight is one without dignity; though, this became an exterior trait. Even as a kit, he somewhat distanced himself from other members of the clan, thought whether or not it was intentional was drawn a thin line.

This gained much attention, although silent and observant, from the clan's former deputy; Riverheart. At the age of 6 moons, it was requested by Riverheart that Lionkit become his very own apprentice; transitioning to the name of Lionpaw. Naturally, the two were close; though, Riverheart seemed to open up a part of himself to Lionpaw that no one else had the grace of seeing. With Lionpaw he could speak freely, his solemn and ever watching exterior broke apart; and it was always made sure, one virtue was instilled into his apprentice. For his philosophy was simple, no matter what you possessed, it could not be acted upon without bravery, the courage to act on what you knew was to be done, whether or not others would follow in your paws. Adhering to Riverheart's philosophy, he began to grow even more resemblance, some even reffered to him as a second Riverheart; which neither minded. His tactical and analytical prowess impressed Riverheart so; at the age of 9 moons he was christened Lionheart.

Even with his new found title, he still trudged through large amounts of disrespect, still viewed as the weak little runt by some of the clan. But as taught, he held his head high and didn't back down. Life continued this way for quite some time; until Lionheart became deputy of Riverclan at the age of 22 moons. Riverheart had a violent altercation with a stray dog on a territory patrol; the resulting wounds became horridly infected, due to improper treatment by the at-the-time inexperienced medicine cat. Soon after Riverheart's death it was decided that Lionheart would become deputy of Riverclan; for he had essentially become the second embodiment of Riverheart, maybe even more capable that his predecessor; Lionheart heavy heartedly took to his new position of power within the clan... And with it, just maybe, he could turn around all the wrongs committed against him; though only time would tell. Life carried on as usual, respect in his general direction heightened, even if just slightly.
[style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; color: #202020]THIS CHARACTER IS PLAYED BY SOUTHIE

[reyna]

DON'T CRY OUT FOR GOD

we are all lambs to the slaughter now, don't worry it will be over

NAME dragonkit, dragonpaw, dragonflight, reyna
CLAN rescuers
POSITION right paw
GENDER female
AGE 56 moons

APPEARANCE reyna has a dull brownish pelt with a white chin that softens into a light brown underbelly. she has a starting of black tabby along her head, but stops abruptly when it reaches her scruff. the tops of her eyes/eyebrows are a light creamy brown above black outlined dull green eyes. on the tip of her angelic face, is a pinky-gray nose with long white whiskers.

reyna is a stocky, medium sized cat with short legs and broad shoulders, perfect for fighting, lifting, and climbing. her dark black claws are long and sharp, nothing will break them. her fur is a medium length, mostly long and whispy at her tail where there are the most colors of fur. cream underneath, choclate, mocha, and timber colors mixed with black on the top. it's strong and powerful, lined with muscles like the rest of her burly body.

HOLD ON THOUGH YOU'RE

alone i am there with you, that much at least i can promise, you know

LIKES thunderclan territory, trees, warm weather, ordering others around, and grooming her pelt.
DISLIKES matted fur, windclan territory, fighting over usless things, females prettier than her ((there are not many )), and bigger and bossyer cats.
HOPES to over rule the clans, claim thunderclan territory for herself, and make her way up to rescuer leader.
FEARS to drown rescuing a riverclan cat from a river, dieing while rescuing (anywhere), and badgers.

PERSONALITY reyna can be a mind fooler. she never shows what she is actually thinging, rather only giving the other cat the emotion they are seeking from her. this, however, can be difficult when she is working with kits. she hates kits. her perspective of them is annoying, usless, careless, harmfull, and too much of a responciblity. she will never act like a mother would; caring, sweet, or forgiving. defiantly not forgiving! that being said, reyna is more of a critism kind of cat. whenever she is given a young rescuer to train, she usually gives them what they need to work on, not what they did good, so a compliment coming from her is a hard task.

as much as reyna hates matted fur (although she is not a girly-girl), she works her tail off to save any cat in need. she can be the first cat to voluntier for a rescue but most times will be denyed because she is the right paw, and is needed to help the other rescuers left. she gets mad when one of the leaders tells her this, but then go off on the rescue. it doesn't make sence to her and often results in a cranky reyna.

at times, reyna wishes she could go back to her thunderclan ways. sometimes when she thinks to herself, she wonders what her life would be like if she stayed there. within a few minutes, she snaps back into reality, and hates the clan all over. but not completely...

word cout: 250

KNOW WHAT'S TO COME

do not accept this, though we're alone we must fight for each breath

HISTORY for normal cats, please write a 250 word history here. for high positions, we expect a 400 word history to include their training and how they got to the position they have established. sob stories should be limited; please use common sense.

• mother- talloak
  
• father- shearclaw
  
• almost mate- needletooth
  

dragonkit: dragonkit was the only kit in talloak and sheerclaw's second litter. thunderclan was good to talloak, but not shearclaw. he was accused of murder before dragonkit was born. in fact, he did murder a cat, just not the one thunderclan accused him for. it was a cat from riverclan who at strayed over the boarder while swimming and came up on the thunderclan side. shearclaw killed him in the water while he was unawhere of the thunderclan cat's preasence, and flung him back out into the water. shearclaw was exiled from the clan, only seeing his daughter soon after she was born. he dicided to join the rescuers in revenge, hoping dragonkit would follow when she was old enough.

dragonkit grew very fast as a kit, soon becoming bigger than some of the apprentices when she was only four moons. taking pride in this, she sometimes snuck out of camp acting like she was an apprentice. only once was she caught out of her many times exploring the forest.

dragonpaw: her mother could finally breath once her kit became an apprentice. she thought she didn't have to worry about her getting into trouble as much, now that she was under the wing of a mentor. well, she was wrong.

dragonpaw was a dificult to train cat, always wanting to do something different than what she was being taught. this often resulted in a punishment, such as not training for a day or two, or juat taking care of the elder's every needs. after only five of these, dragonpaw became more respectful of her mentor, and listened to what he said from there on. she prevailed in her training, stunning her friends and pleasing her mentor.

dragonflight: at 13 moons, she was ready for her warrior name. she was made a warrior later because the first moon of her apprenticeship was mostly spent in the elder's den. she earned her name, dragonflight, because she seemed to soar over the trees when climbing, and finished her training with ease after her dificult days.

soon, she fell in love with a tom in thunderclan. he was a few moons older than her, and had been watching her train ever since he became a warrior 2 moons before dragonflight. he envied her climbing skills, and wanted her to teach him. he was too affraid to ask, and soon tried to show her that he could, only resulting in him having to be rescued by his crush. from then, reyna cared for him just as much as he did (awwwww!). they had been sneaking off togethor at night, and soon it became regular. one new-leaf night, they ran into a dog. being the careless, love-struck cats they were, they ran back to camp, leading the dog there. the tom split away from her in terror, and snuck back into camp before reyna with the dog still after her. she raced into the camp's thorn tunnel, the dog desroying it soon after, and sending the clan into panick mode. almost every warrior confronted the dog, including reyna, with pure furry. they defeated the clan after a long night, but lost many cats, including their leader who was on his last life. every cat turned to her, and blamed her for leading the dog, prposly trying to kill their leader, just as her father was accused for. not winning justice from the deputy, and new leader, dragonflight was exiled, leaving her mother and lover behind.

reyna the kittypet: dragonflight had been so dipresses about her banshment from the clans, she deprived herself of the warrior code. she simply forgot about it. she strayed into a twoleg place, and was captured by one of them, and welcomed into their plush home. they named her reyna, and she forgot about her old name. she quite liked her name, not being thinking it was a usual kittypet name. she stayed with them for a few moons, getting over her dipression, and left them without any notice.

reyna the loner: she liked being free of her twoleg's control, but missed being with other cats. mostly, the ones that cared for her, and made her happy. she felt like paying a visit to thunderclan, but mostly just her mother and her almost mate. reyna was scented on the territory as just a loner, but her mother knew better. getting reyna's love, she started to look for her, and tracked her scent into an unknown territory by the clan cats. reyna told them all about what happend; her name change, being a kittypet, and finding new cats that would take her in (the new cats being the rescuers). feeling better knowing that she was alright, the two cats returned to thunderclan, not wantin to leave their lives ther.

reyna the rescuer/right paw: reyna had already spoken to the rescuers at their hollowed tree 'base' before she made her visit to thunderclan. she was already welcomed into their group, telling them of her story about the her clan experience.

she came back, willingly, and started off as a rescuer. she experienced a few rescues before the group started to get more popular. she was one of the first to join and was noticed as one of the most trusted. the leaders found out, and appointed her as one of their right paws.

THIS CHARACTER IS PLAYED BY VICIOUS

[lullabypaw]

DON'T CRY OUT FOR GOD

we are all lambs to the slaughter now, don't worry it will be over

ohboymygraphicsfailed :P

NAME Lullabypaw
CLAN WindClan
POSITION Medicine Cat Apprentice
GENDER Female/She~cat
AGE 11 Moons

APPEARANCE You probably have never seen a Himalayan cat in your life - - well, maybe you have, but not a full bred one. Fortunately, Lullabypaw doesn't tell any lies. Her grandfather was a strong Siamese tom and her mother was a pure Himalayan she~cat. Both had run to make their way into the Clans together, but not without creating a bit of a mess in the pure-bloodline genetics.
Light, short grey fur covers the most of her body, except for her stomach, which is longer and softer than the rest of her fur, and her neck area. On her points, though ( which makes her think she has a little bit of tabby in her blood ) they are wispy, darker grey and some creamy brown. She has the regular muzzle-marking of a Himalayan cat, and the ear markings of one as well. On her tail ( which is more Siamese than anything, being non-plume like ) there is a light creamy brown-grey tip-marking in which it fades into faint tabby stripes that run up her tail;; the same type of markings on on her legs, though her paws are a darker grey with the darker grey fading out into wispy grey and brown streaks, then fading into those faint tabby marks. Three tabby markings on in-between her shoulder blades, the middle one being a bit more prominent and dark than the rest. On her left ear, there is a rather noticeable nick; a few scars are hidden by the fur on her chest.
If you look up and come across her eyes, you might think she's blind;; but no, she's far from that with excellent eyesight. Her eyes are a bit of a sharp blue with icey shards in them, like river ice that was cracked and chipped to reveal the water underneath. The darker rings outside of her eyes are very prominent and black.

HOLD ON THOUGH YOU'RE

alone i am there with you, that much at least i can promise, you know

LIKES

• The feeling of wind through her fur. ( It makes her feel free. )
  
• Being around others. ( It keeps her spirits up. )
  
• Being a success in life. ( Her aspirations and dreams coming true. )
  
• She enjoys watching Sunset and Sunrise.
  
• Lullabypaw likes to wake up on mornings when she has no nightmares. She enjoys being gently awoken from a peaceful sleep.

DISLIKES

• Failing to succeed in becoming a full medicine cat.
  
• Being left alone makes her feel vulnerable.
  
• Sorrow that seems to follow her every move.
  
• She dislikes trying to heal a cat and failing.
  
• When a cat tells her no. That is why she asks very few questions.

HOPES

• Lullabypaw hopes that someday her terrible nightmares with come to an end.
  
• She hopes to please StarClan with her efforts of being a medicine cat. ( plot idea;; when she is about to become medicine cat, clouds fill the sky and a dark rain falls. She then leads the life of a warrior? )

FEARS

• Her nightmares - - they leave her waking up with much on her mind.
  
• The ghost cats that haunt her ( they aren't real, but she sees the cats in her dreams following her around when she is alone. )
  
• She tends to fear what the darkness holds, and being alone for her whole life.
  
• Her views of being "alone" may be different than those of most. She can't just join a group and not be alone. For Lullabypaw, she usually relies upon friendship of another to keep her company.

PERSONALITY Lullabypaw is a gentle female - - she's very kind with a soft heart. She's also a bit of a thinker - - she loves solving puzzles and doing tricks. This also means she is a show-off - - she loves to impress and get affection. She's also very brave and daring - - nothing will stop her in a fight or from protecting ones she loves unless it in itself is a truly terrible force. She's also a dreamer.
A stubborn female with a hot temper isn't very much to talk about - - you may anger her if she finds out. She falls in love far too easily, even if she tries to block herself up with shields and walls. She has an insecure side - - she's shy and vulnerable at times, and can be very fragile in the heart. She's hard to forgive and forget things. She has terrible nightmares. bad habits;; She has a bit of a temper - - she's rather stubborn! She's also got a bad habit of scratching at the nick in her ear and making it bleed. Her temper makes it hard for her to not protect what she loves. She finds feathers very amusing and tends to put them behind one of her ears.
She's easily broken, like ice, or glass. And picking up the shards of her heart would be quite hard. Lullabypaw is a cautious she~cat at heart;; she's not always too willing about letting anyone in her heart unless she has gotten close to them. Lullabypaw... Well... She's easily hurt. She's a naturally loving and kind cat, though, but sadness can leak into her small, fragile soul and eat her like a wolf who just got a kill. She becomes fearful and sadistic when alone, but when around others, she is less haunted and more open to her surroundings.
So now that you know why she is cautious, why don't we tell you that she is also fierce, and has an undying love for all she cares for? She would protect what she loves until the end. And, in the end, most likely no one would be surprised if she didn't go down fighting like a Warrior.

KNOW WHAT'S TO COME

do not accept this, though we're alone we must fight for each breath

HISTORY
Lullabykit was born into a litter of two;; both females, only her sister didn't have lungs that were strong enough to survive with, and she died a few nights later. Lullabykit had earned her name from the fact that her lungs were ever stronger than her sister's - - but also, her name came from the breath of hers as it wafted into the chilly night air, which reminded her mother of a song. She got the utmost love and care from her parents until the day her mother died. Well, it was unexpected of that to happen, of course, as all deaths are. Lullabykit then got cared for by her father until the day he left to go find his own life as a loner. He left behind her ear a soft mockingbird's feather and told her that she would be a nice medicine cat. Mourning for the family she had lost, she soon followed her father's advice, even though fighting was in her blood. She thought about it for quite some time until she was around five and a half moons old.
That was when the nightmares began to hit her, but she told no one of them, for she beloved they would go away. Lullabypaw soon befriended the WindClan medicine cat, and told the cat about her thoughts of becoming the apprentice. In which, she soon became the apprentice of the medicine cat. And though she tried her best, she couldn't get the thoughts of fighting for her clan out of her mind. Being conflicted for moons, she wonders if the path of a medicine cat is the right one to take.

THIS CHARACTER IS PLAYED BY FAITHYPOOH

[cloverpaw]

DON'T CRY OUT FOR GOD

we are all lambs to the slaughter now, don't worry it will be over

NAME cloverpaw
CLAN windclan
POSITION medicine cat apprentice
GENDER female
AGE 7 moons

APPEARANCE click, click

HOLD ON THOUGH YOU'RE

alone i am there with you, that much at least i can promise, you know

LIKES sunrises; playing with berries; chasing her own tail; chasing the tails of others; making others laugh; praise; the smell of herbs (even the bitter ones); attention; starclan
DISLIKES bee stings; being ignored (good luck with that one though); bullies; night time; cloudy days
HOPES to leave a legacy; to be the best medicine cat; to befriend everyone in windclan
FEARS birds of prey; shadowclanners; being disliked; being a disappointment

PERSONALITY perhaps the first thing one could ever notice about this young lass, besides of course her vivid green eyes, is her, erm- enthusiasm. in fact, because of this she's hard to miss, and will never go unobserved when passing by. she bounces, flies, jumps, and skips wherever she needs to go. walk? crouch? stealth? never in a million moons, and this hasn't even covered the noise she makes during just about every heartbeat of her day. in fact, the only time some sort of babble isn't erupting from her maw is in her slumber, and even then she's been known to mumble. when she doesn't have someone to make conversation to (whether they want to or not) then surely she's talking to herself, talking to the butterfly that just floated past, singing a song she just made up, or so on. she's just simply an extremely bold presense, albeit a bit obnoxious.

more than anything, cloverpaw prides herself in her persistance and determination. these traits, in turn, result in her overall ambitious disposition, which keeps her doing her best at every opportunity. no, cloverpaw won't stop this a moment before she's known as the clans' best medicine cat. she'll sort herbs and pick the elders' pelts every heartbeat of her life if it means reaching her goal. however, this isn't her only goal. in fact, cloverpaw lives on setting goals for herself. small, large, far-fetched and ridiculously easy. not to mention every goal in between! it keeps her motivated, and keeps her going. she's proud of herself every time she reaches one of these so call 'check points' and its a discipline system she's taught herself which works splendidly. her persistance truly knows no bounds, whether she's trying to cheer someone up or trying to get her point across in an argument. she won't back down, not ever! it's not that she's a brat or pushy (although perhaps she is a tad bit pushy), but simply the fact that she doesn't have the capacity to give up once she gets started.

this young she-cat is a very loving young lady, and everyone she encounters knows it right away. while not really the most sensitive cat, she does her best to be thoughtful and generous whenever it applies. she sneaks drops of honey into all the yuckiest herbs, and throws compliments to those who are looking glum. it's in her nature as a future medicine cat, of course, to be caring, but cloverpaw likes to go beyond that. after all, she loves to be well-liked, and it is perhaps her most prominent goal. she just wants to be liked! what easier way to make that happen than by being just generally kind and compassionate? she's always a listening ear, despite her habit of taking over the conversation herself, and dies to give advice (even when its not, erm, asked for). overall, she's simply loving of all, deserving or not.

the above trait most directly correlates to this apprentice's naivety. not stupid, no, never anything close to dumb, but perhaps a bit too innocent for her own good. in her loving ways, cloverpaw quickly becomes compassionate even to those who shouldn't be trusted, and tries to befriend even the scummiest cats, despite her better judgement. she's a bit air-headed, gullible really. she'll laugh at jokes she doesn't understand, and she'll easily allow herself to become the butt of teasing if it puts a smile on someone's face. it's simply her nature to allow herself to be stepped all over, especially when she doesn't understand its happening, which is more often than she'd like to admit.

cloverpaw is an extremely silly little cat, and everyone knows it. jokes are her forte, and laughing is her favorite hobby. she loves to laugh at herself, at her own jokes (in case no one else will), she loves to laugh at others and with others and she just simply likes to make light of any situation. you'll never see cloverpaw down, because she keeps these feelings only to herself, and outwardly she's the most light-hearted creature some will ever have the pleasure of meeting. while she is compassionate, and does her best not to laugh at another cat's pain, she will always try her hardest to make the situation a bit less serious, and if that means tripping over her own paws on purpose to make a mourning patient chuckle, she'll do it. she's a bit ridiculous, cloverpaw, and has a bit too much humility for her own good, and has no sense of embarassment. this comes in handy though, in aforementioned situations. the apprentice simply takes the most pleasure in making others happy.

selfless, loyal, faithful- these are the three last descriptions one may make of cloverpaw, because they showcase her professional attitude so well. though really quite an irritating cat with her jokes, and her naivety, and her damn volume, no one could ever doubt her love of starclan, or her love of windclan, or her willingness to help anycat in need without question. perhaps not the most disiplined youngster, nor the wisest, cloverpaw would never, ever turn down a paw in need regardless of clan, age, or any other factor. so she has nightmares of shadowclan cats coming to get her? the next day she would be more than eager to treat the meanest, gruffest shadowclan tom. it's just her way to be so ready to be helpful.

KNOW WHAT'S TO COME

do not accept this, though we're alone we must fight for each breath

HISTORY little cloverkit was born into a litter of four- herself, stripekit, swankit, and dashkit- between two loving parents. a leggy, swift white tom known as waveripple and a small, sweet torbie female called turtlespot created these children, and loved them dearly. their family seemed like a dream, with relatively well behaved kits (beside from dashkit, who was trouble from the start) and a romantic relationship- it was truly something for other windclanners to envy. however, it all went quickly downhill when dashkit began sneaking out of camp, and started convincing his other siblings to come with him. cloverkit, of course, was extremely eager for adventure, and stripekit eventually joined in these escapades as well. swankit was ever-cautious though, and always stuck by her mother's side. it was swankit who gave them away one day, warning them beforehand that if they snuck out one more time she would tattle, and surely she did!

this was fortunate, though, because this was the same evening that the siblings encountered a wounded badger, escaped from thunderclan's land, wandering the moor. more hostile than usual because of its injury, the badger attacked and instantly killed stripekit, but the search patrol found them in time to save cloverkit and dashkit, dispatching the predator and bringing stripekit's body back to camp. it was a tragedy and everyone seemed to learn from the incident but dashkit, who told his siblings he would go out the very next day, just to prove he was brave enough. however, that evening turtlespot fell ill, many thought of a broken heart because of her late kitten. dashkit couldn't bring himself to do it, and instead learned to stay by his mothers side and play inside the nursery with the other kits. cloverkit, of course, was in shock. she had seen her own brother killed before her eyes, and she was sure she would've been next if it hadn't been for the brave warriors who saved she and dashkit. it was a lesson that would stick with her for the rest of her life.

swankit had always had ambitions to be like turtlespot, though cloverkit couldn't understand this. turtlespot, bless her heart, had always seemed so feeble to the little green-eyed lass, and wanted to be strong and tough! but the idea of fighting put a bug in her stomach. wasn't there another way? her father, one day when she mentioned this to him, told her to take a firmer notice of ashheart. to cloverkit, their medicine cat seemed just as feeble as her mother, and didn't know what her father meant, but then suddenly she saw. windclan's border patrol was caught in a scuffle with thunderclan, and a few wounds were traded. the ease in which ashheart treated these cats and the way they respected his admittedly tenative orders? it made her heart soar! she knew what she wanted to do! since this decision, and speaking with ashheart about her choice, cloverpaw has never once regretted becoming a medicine cat apprentice the day her siblings became warrior apprentices.

THIS CHARACTER IS PLAYED BY lynx

[tessa]

DON'T CRY OUT FOR GOD

we are all lambs to the slaughter now, don't worry it will be over

NAME Tessa
CLAN rescuer
POSITION leader #2 or right paw
GENDER female
AGE 50 moons

APPEARANCE click - a grayish-brown she-cat with white patches
breed: mix
build: average
eye color: brown/gray/green

HOLD ON THOUGH YOU'RE

alone i am there with you, that much at least i can promise, you know

LIKES being right, winning, being on top, feeling like she's helping, having a cause, inspiring others
DISLIKES the Clans, lazy cats, cats who don't agree with her, being under-estimated, losing
HOPES destroying the Clans & making a new, fairer system
FEARS losing to the Clans, losing power over the Rescuers

PERSONALITY
active. tessa truly believes that, as a rescuer, she is doing the right thing, and she will put her everything into it. this is because tessa needs to have a cause at all times. since she was a kit she has known of the injustices in the world and felt that it was her job to stop these, starting with the clans. once she has a cause, she will work toward it and make sure it succeeds.

calculating. being very calculating, tessa is always hatching up her own plans for her cause. she thinks of everything in these, so, while these endeavors might appear risky, they're actually not. she thinks of every possible situation. tessa would be mortified if one of her famous plans failed.

perfectionist. everything needs to be set up. nothing can be left up to chance. everything must have a place. her perfectionist attitude helps her come up with her plans, but it also extends beyond her plans to her life. her den is spotless; her nest of moss a perfect circle; her prey killed with a single clean bite with no blood shed.

unethical. tessa believes that she is perfectly ethical, but she's not. she is willing to do anything to help her own cause, even if it means killing or torturing for information. she hasn't yet, but she may. the way she sees it, it's okay because this killing or torturing is happening for a good cause, and it will help the greater good.

hot temper. if things don't go her way, tessa gets angry. i'm not saying that she throws a hissy fit - actually it's nothing like that. in fact, she usually doesn't get angry for small mess-ups. but if something big and bad happens, and it's your fault, watch out. tessa will come after you.

kind. in spite of all this, tessa is extremely kind to everyone. perhaps under different conditions, if she came across a clan member she'd talk to them. as long as you're not an opponent, tessa is a perfectly good friend. she can be very fun to be around when she's not working.

inspiring. tessa has the great gift of being inspiring. the way she passionately speaks, the way she really believes in her causes, makes for some truly motivational pep talks. this can also be turned into being persuasive. if any rescuers' morale dips because of a defeat, if a cat doesn't know if they want to join the rescuers - tessa will definitely help you make up your mind. her inspiring speeches make her very powerful.

strong. tessa's not very strong physically, but mentally, she's extremely strong and resilient. she refuses to give up after defeat and will keep pushing for her cause.

vengeful. tessa can hold a grudge and she remembers every unfair thing anyone has ever done, so don't anger her. of course, just because she has a grudge, she won't come after you, but if she doesn't like you at first she may be a little cold.

persistent. as said before, tessa will never give up. she will always keep pushing to accomplish what she wants.

wise. tessa can be very wise, and if any cat is having trouble with something, they can come to her. she has many tidbits of wisdom that she can give to others in need.

fearless. tessa appears fearless and she is, as much as a real cat can be. it's not really having no fears - of course she has fears. however, tessa trusts herself and believes that her intellect will be enough to stop any fear of hers from happening.

KNOW WHAT'S TO COME

do not accept this, though we're alone we must fight for each breath

HISTORY
elmwhisker and fernstripe of shadowclan were deeply in love, so it wasn't too surprising when the two had a litter of kits together. there were two healthy kits and one kit born with a bad cough; one tom and two she-kits. they were named hollykit, emberkit, and littlekit. littlekit, the kit with the cough, died soon after her birth, and, after the initial grief, the little kit was soon forgotten. fernstripe was like every first-time mother; she coddled her kits, and almost stifled them, but they loved each other. elmwhisker was the same way; he visited them every day, and the two kits assaulted him in their excitement. he led them around camp, teaching them hunting and fighting, telling great stories of epic battles that the two kits would later tell to the elders for verification.

hollykit was always the smarter of the two kits; emberkit was like every tom-kit, always rushing into the things, never thinking. they play-fought often, and with other kits as well. overall, they were two perfectly normal kits. except for one key flaw.

emberkit was blind. he had been since he was born. as he was still a kit, it didn't get him into too much trouble. he was intent on becoming a warrior, and though hollykit was smaller than him, she thought she was smarter. she gave herself the position of older sister and protecting, and was bent on making sure that emberkit could become a warrior. she was always careful to teach emberkit the battle and hunting moves she got from her father, as her father watched it with amusement as if it was a little phase that hollykit was going through.

hollykit was six moons old and about to become an apprentice when her mother pulled her aside to talk to her. "dear," fernstripe meowed, "this may hurt you, but i think we all saw it coming. emberkit isn't becoming a warrior apprentice."

"he's becoming a medicine cat apprentice?" hollykit asked innocently, "that's awesome!"

fernstripe smiled carefully. "no, hollykit. he's going to the elder's den."

hollykit almost jumped out of her fur. she insisted on speaking to the leader, telling him emberkit should become a warrior apprentice because "he's blind, so his hearing and sense of smell are even better than mine! see?" she pushed emberkit into the den and starting digging through the sand on the floor. hearing the noise, emberkit turned to stare right out her. then, she stood in front of emberkit and batted her paw in front of her face as if to claw at him. emberkit, hearing the swoosh of air, ducked, and the paw whizzed over his head. "so please, please train him!" hollykit begged.

but the leader wouldn't give in. "that's sweet," he meowed, treating her like a little kit who didn't know what she's talking about, "but we can't let your brother get hurt, can you? he's much safer in the elder's den, hollykit. now go out and become an apprentice. emberkit can become one, too!"

hollykit became hollypaw, and her mentor was an old, senior warrior named darkfoot. emberkit became emberpaw - his 'mentor' was an elder named half-face, after a horrific battle wound. perhaps that was the first day hollypaw realized that the clans weren't as fair as they thought they were.

apprenticeship was a bad time in the new hollypaw's life. she was determined to change things for emberpaw, who was stuck in the elder's den. even worse, it seemed that emberpaw had almost given up. this fact only drove hollypaw more until she came up with a wonderful idea.

it was the first time she battletrained with darkfoot, and it wasn't pretty. darkfoot instructed her to crouch. she did. "pretty good," darkfoot meowed, "now pounce on me. claws sheathed." she did.

it was then that darkfoot told her that she was simply the physically weakest apprentice he had ever trained. angry, hollypaw attempted to pummel her mentor, but he easily batted her away. "we'll do more strength training," he meowed.

the criticism annoyed hollypaw to no end, and that sundown she told it to emberpaw, telling him how she wished she could practice it more, and get better. and that was when the thought occurred. she taught the moves she had learned to emberpaw. he picked them up quickly.

the two apprentices did that every day, away from the prying eyes of the clan, practicing hunting, climbing, battle-training, exploring the territory, anything. the extra practice made hollypaw an incredibly successful apprentice and even her mentor remarked on her flawless technique and her newfound strength. emberpaw was very successful as a warrior apprentice as well.

when hollypaw was thirteen moons old, windclan attacked. they suddenly flooded into the camp, a huge number, knocking over all in their path, like a giant monster eating her fellow clanmates. she immediately ran to the elder's den to get her brother, sure that if they saw that he could fight they would make him a warrior.

at one point during the fight, hollypaw was pinned down by a large warrior. he reached out with his unsheathed claws to rake her across the face. "emberpaw!" she screamed in desperation. emberpaw came, bowling the tom off his feet. he aimed to slice at the tom's belly, but, at the last moment, the tom squirmed. it was too late for emberpaw to move his blow. he sliced the tom's throat.

panic flooded hollypaw. if they knew, they would never let emberpaw become a warrior. so they didn't have to know. stumbling, hollypaw led her brother away. "no one has to know," she whispered to him. emberpaw's eyes were wide, horrified at what he'd done. "emberpaw!" she whispered, "focus. please. don't you want to be a warrior?" he nodded. "go fight. please. for me." she whispered, before going to fight with other cats.

shadowclan won that night in the battle, but it was clear that the battle had only created more issues. for one, emberpaw had killed an important senior warrior.

"be honest," the leader called out over his cats in a clan meeting, "nobody will judge you. it was a surprise attack, everyone was scared. so you lost control. please. admit."

and hollypaw, mortified, watched her brother step forward, staring at the ground, and meow sadly, "i did it. i'm sorry. i...i didn't mean to!" hollypaw hated his wail. it was full of terror. this is what the clan did to cats.

the clan was shocked. most of them hadn't even noticed that emberpaw had fought in the battle. they wanted to know why emberpaw was even part of the battle.

slowly, it all came out, hollypaw's whole plan. as he told, her brother broke down and started yowling in sadness. "i'm so sorry! i just thought...i just wanted to be an apprentice! please..."

but, once again, emberpaw was just a blind kit. everyone's eyes fastened on hollypaw. murmuring broke out among the clan, hurried glances at the little kit they had once all loved to see tumbling about the camp with her father.

"emberpaw was great in the fight. he can fight. he can really fight! and he can hunt. and he's a real warrior. only a real warrior would admit..." hollypaw meowed hopelessly.

the leader stared at her, his eyes hard. "hollypaw, emberpaw killed a cat. is this what you wanted? you've made tensions break out across the clan. this can even lead to another attack. you're not a little kit anymore, hollypaw. you have to think."

hollypaw broke down. her 'breaking down' was not the same type as emberpaw's; she did not wail or yowl or weep; she looked her leader in the eye and told him that he was a piece of fox-dung and not a real leader, and how he could he not see that emberpaw deserved this? is this what he wanted? emberpaw to have a terrible quality of life? every cat should be able to run and hunt. that's what being a cat is about. she said much more, and she could see cats in the audience nodding, but the leader quickly cut her off.

"i'm not impressed, hollypaw. go to your den. emberpaw, why don't you go talk to half-face?"

"half-face my dung. you're all so dense. these clans...they're not what i thought they were. they're not as fair as you made it out to be." hollypaw mewed this in a very soft, dangerous voice before it melted into regret. she padded into her den.

that night, she awoke at just after moonhigh. quickly creeping to her den, she padded to emberpaw and shook him awake.

"we're running away," she informed him.

"we?" emberpaw inquired, "hollypaw, i'm okay. honestly. i killed a cat and i need to own up to what i did. running won't help anything."

shocked, hollypaw was stunned for a few moments before she replied. "but what about equality? they were so unfair."

emberpaw shook his head. "no, hollypaw. you can run. but i'm not coming."

staring at her brother, hollypaw spoke again. "please." the conversation went on for several minutes, hollypaw pleading her brother to come. he refused.

hollypaw, eyes full of pain, paused before dipping her head. "very well. goodbye, emberpaw. i love you. you're a great warrior. don't ever forget it."

emberpaw nodded. "i love you too. don't forget me. goodbye...holly."

and that was that. hollypaw left and ventured into the city after several weeks, where she slept one night in an alley between two dumpsters. She was woken early that morning by three city cats.

"hey," the first one growled, "this is my alley."

hollypaw got to her paws. "this alley belongs to nobody. i came to this city for equality." and it was true; after the unfairness of the clans, she wasn't going to take it anywhere else.

"who are you?" a second one meowed, a little taken aback by her defiance.

"i'm...holly."

the third one spoke. "that's my name." it was a scarred black she-cat, missing one eye.

the first one laughed. "you don't look like a holly. you look like a ... tessie. do you wanna know who that is?"

the second one spoke before holly could. "it's the name of the she-cat who slept here last week. do you wanna know what happened to her?"

this time, 'tessie' spoke before anyone else could. "i think i know what happened to her," she meowed, moving forward to strike the first cat across the face, "but you should really be nicer to newcomers."

and there started the newly-named tessie's next 'cause'. after a couple days, she decided to change it to tessa. and from there she began changing the city. teaching cats not to look out for themselves, but all cats. there were enough dangers of the city already; other cats should not have been a danger. it didn't mean they had to know every other cats' name, but she made sure that cats were friendly to each other. she taught the city cats that if they saw another cat in trouble, they shouldn't walk away. they should help. perhaps her change is not visible - the city is very large - but she certainly touched at least a few cats.

she stayed in the city for a very long time before word of the rescuers came to her. a group committed to taking apart the clans' hierarchy and making them a fairer place. thinking of emberpaw, tessa made the decision to leave the city and find the rescuers.

it took some time to find her way back to the clan territories, as she had been very young and scared when she had wandered there, but she did. it didn't take her long to find some rescuers and tell them that she was planning on joining their group. she was quickly taken in. at first, tessa was reluctant to share her story but she eventually did. her attitude and her persistence made her quickly rise higher in the rescue group, allowing her to go out on attacks and important missions. cats liked tessa because she, like them, had experienced the unfairness of the clans herself. also, her well thought-out plans earned her more popularity until she earned the rank of leader beside dominion.

THIS CHARACTER IS PLAYED BY HESTER

[administration]

These are ending a day early because I have vacation, so we will be choosing the high positions later tonight! ^^ Thank you to those who have participated.

[administration]

Congratulations to our new high position players!

THUNDERCLAN

leader: jaggedstar, played by vicious
deputy:
medicine cat:
medicine cat apprentice:

WINDCLAN

leader: (closed for the time being)
deputy: moonshadow, played by smiff
medicine cat: ashheart, played by moo
medicine cat apprentice: cloverpaw, played by lynx

RIVERCLAN

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leader: foxstar, played by reckless
deputy: lionheart, played by southie
medicine cat:
medicine cat apprentice:

SHADOWCLAN

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leader: lionstar, played by jeopardy
deputy:
medicine cat:
medicine cat apprentice:

RESCUERS

leader 1: dominion, played by moo
leader 2: aura, played by capricorn
right paw 1: tessa, played by hester
right paw 2: reyna, played by vicious

There are many positions currently open as you can tell! If you didn't get the spot you wanted, why not try out for another one? :3 Just PM me with your applications for the non-filled positions. Remember, you can only take 2 high spots, give other members a chance please. <3[/blockquote]