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Post by Lunarstar on Jul 15, 2008 8:26:52 GMT -5
And I'm taking auditions! As many entrys as possible,one entry per person.
Top three will be chosen for further judgement.
Name:(Your Name)
Cat's Name:(Cat's Name.Must be warrior)
Rank:Meddie cat
RP Sample:(An RP Sample. Minimum of 2 paragraphs. Longer is more likely to win.)
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Post by ||Skye|| on Jul 16, 2008 8:27:58 GMT -5
Name:||Skye||
Cat's Name:Ambereyes
Rank:Deputy
RP Sample: Ambereyes lurked through the shadows, her ears swiveling about to pick up any soft sound. Her tail twitched several times as she stepped lightly through the forest, her green eyes darting in diffrent directions. Her mouth parted open to take in all the scents around her. A soft smirk came apon her face as she scented a rivial Clan cat. She twitched her whiskers and crept forward, suddenly seeing the young appretice. With a yowl, she sprung out and tackled the young cat, and then it turned into a tossle of flying fur. Though the apprentice was strong, it was no chance for an adult full-trained warrior. After she was satisfied with all the fear-scent coming off of the young animal, she let it go. It darted back off in the forest with clumps of its fur missing. Panting, Ambereyes turned and stalked off back towards her Clan's camp.
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Post by Lunarstar on Jul 16, 2008 8:37:23 GMT -5
I like it.
1st application for the rank,too.
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Post by ||Skye|| on Jul 16, 2008 8:40:10 GMT -5
Thanks. =D
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Post by Lunarstar on Jul 16, 2008 8:46:09 GMT -5
actually,you can make DeathClan deputy. *gives permission*
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Post by ||Skye|| on Jul 16, 2008 9:12:00 GMT -5
YAY!
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Post by ~*Raven*~ on Jul 16, 2008 10:29:14 GMT -5
Name: Raven/Kara
Cat's Name: Can I make Witheringleaf, so she specializes in herbs, but can be a warrior as well?
Rank: Meddie cat
RP Sample:
A soft brown pelt flashed. She leaped into the air, landing on the cat's back. Her claws were long and sharp, she was just careful around herbs. She made sure that they dug sharply into the cat's skin. Her claws pulled back, bringing tufts of fur with it. Her paws now had black fur inbetween the toes. She scowled. Great! What a time I'll have cleaning this out.[/i] She smiled when she heard the tom yowl in pain. "Do you dare underestimate a Medicine Cat now?" She snarled in his ear. He shook his large head, but the she-cat wasn't done yet. She wasn't a true medicine cat. Just one with herbs. She opened her mouth. Her fang-like teeth shone in the moonlight. She threw her head at the cat's neck. Her jaws clamping down, and the salty tang of blood filled her mouth. She opened her mouth, only to let the head fall down. She coughed and spat out the blood of a traitor. She padded up to Deadstar, horrified that he saw her. "Ok, Exile me." She growled, her head down. Instead, she felt a tap on her shoulder. Thank you. You have saved me the force to kill him. Go on with your work. She heard. His voice rang in her ear. She dipped her head to her leader, and padded back to sorting her herbs, which got messed up from the fight.
After a nice sleep, the pretty she-cat awoke to prodding. "Yes?" She meowed drowsily. She looked to see who was poking her. "Hello, Silverleaf." She meowed, heaving herself up. "What seems to be the problem." She inquired. She padded up to the DeathClan warrior. She smiled at her ever so slightly. Soft green eyes darted around the she-cat 's body. She heard a voice again ring in her ear. I think my leg is broken. Witheringleaf looked up. "Alright." She gestured toward the nearest bed of moss. She let the she-cat lean on her for support. "Do you want Poppy Seeds?" She asked. Seeing a nod, she briskly padded over to her stash. She looked for a poppy head, and sprinkled a few seeds onto a leaf. She pushed the leaf toward Silverleaf and told her to eat them. She watched as Silverleaf lapped up the seeds and she padded over to get some other herbs. "Here." She meowed, pushing some bitter-tasting herbs toward the cat. "They will help your immunity." She meowed. She grabbed some cob webs, just in case. She looked at the leg. It was definately broken. She softly bound it with leaves and cobwebs. "Keep it elevated and make sure you rest. No fighting, hunting or anything." She meowed. She told her to stay in the den. Seeing the cat nod again, made the she-cat feel respected. She turned back to her herbs. "Oh, and tell me if you want any more herbs." She added. She wanted to make sure that her clan was safe, healthy and respected.
A full moon. A long brown tail was all the could be seen as the cat exited out of Camp, and into the territory. She looked up at the sky. The moon was full. She curled her tail around her plain, light brown paws. A smile curved on her face as she thought of her past. Thinking of her mother, her father, her deseased brother. Her family. Her old Clan, StormClan. She wished to be a warrior again, but her duty was to this Clan. There was always something odd about her. Something nobody understood. She sat there until Morning, before she returned to Camp.
Paws silently padded into the Medicine Cat's Den. Black paws. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY DEN AND MY HERBS AND MY PATIENT!?!?!?!" She yowled at the intruder. She glared at him, her green eyes narrowing as she prepared to leap. She was too slow. A warrior got to him first, aroused by her yowl. She thanked the cat who killed the intruder, and padded up to Silverleaf. "HOw are you feeling today?" She asked. She sniffed the wound. It was getting a bit better. "I hope it's not bothering you too much." She meowed, concern in her voice. She gave the cat some more poppy seeds when the cat yowled in pain when Witheringleaf touched the wound. She waited around, happy to have done her job correctly. "I want to look at it every day." She meowed. This was obvious, but nobody would dare tell her that.
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Post by Lunarstar on Jul 16, 2008 10:42:56 GMT -5
Preety good.
I need one more audition, tehn I'll choose.
But,if no one else audiotions, you get to choose.
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Post by ~*Raven*~ on Jul 24, 2008 2:14:14 GMT -5
Gracias! I hope you liked it. lol
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