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Post by FIREH!! on Apr 14, 2007 7:51:39 GMT -5
I need a deputy AND a medicine cat. Use the normal bio form... good luck! I'll be looking for a complete bio.
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Post by FIREH!! on May 12, 2007 15:30:13 GMT -5
I need high positions in my clan!! Come on!!!
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Post by Spice..xx on May 12, 2007 16:02:13 GMT -5
I would Fireh but i already auditioned for BrightClan. But its been there aggggggges and Feather hasnt said anything.....
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Post by fernie. (: on May 12, 2007 16:10:13 GMT -5
I would too but I already have two high positions. Lol. =^-^=
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Post by FIREH!! on May 14, 2007 19:53:28 GMT -5
Aww... poopie... >< lol
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Post by sorrowfrost on May 14, 2007 20:26:12 GMT -5
Name: Sorrowfrost
Gender: She-Cat
Age: 20 Moons
Clan: MoonClan
Rank: Warrior [For now]
Looks: Being like an eclipse on that seemingly perfect Spring day in which you were thought to be happy but the ranks of black depression overpower all moods. Windows like chocolate hazelnut which portray nothing but hatred for the rest of the world and every soul in it. Not to say this creature cant be a stealthy inhabitant. Hesitant is every step, catious in every move, because, she is different.
Actions: This creature knows she is different, from loosing the ability to converse, her vocals lost for what would seem forever. Her once clear, soft tones now lost to the world. Communication, such an essential part of everyday life but notice she cannot talk, but act out her thoughts which may not always come across as clear. Will this she-cat ever regain her voice, or will she remain a mute until her dying day, only time will tell, such a thought makes her wonder if anyone could ever love her. But tone was given back once more, cinfidence regained and ready to start a new life.
Past: This creature, the daughter of Schorchedleaf and Silentsong, lost her mother, being the only one to survive from the other two kits left her at a rather lonely time, but she was aways rather shy in her own ways yet quite open to speak her mind when around family, yet she had no real friends and often lead her life alone, so when she went mute she knew no one would care or maybe even notice and told no one.
In Character: Some days she felt as if she could fly away and never come back, never look back, like she could leave the world behind and fly free. Almost as if she could grow wings and fly away into the endless, neverending sky and find a bliss within herself, regardless of what everyone else said. She felt as if no one could love her for who she was because...of her condition, so she restrained herself, a solitary soul in hope of acceptance by her Clan. But she felt like an outcast, someone who didnt belong anywhere, maybe there was somewhere out there waiting for her to take flight and discover a whole new life waiting for her, one that would deeply and truely give her happiness within.But for now she was stuck within this life, one of disregard, fighting and long lost lives. They all put their lives at risk every day, especially in battle, an innocent soul giving up a life for the good of many, was this a fair way of life? In many ways yes and no. It all really depended on how you look at it. They pretty much sacrificd themselves for thier religion. What a way to think of it.
Pawsteps made little noise as she crossed the place she called home, a twig snapped beneath her but silence greeted the noise, a realativly quiet say, but for her the world was quiet. Just like her. She forgot the sound of her voice, it was a painful thought, when some spoke only to hear themselves and she couldnt do such, she might never again hear her voice, or the voice she once had. Which made it all the more surprising when she received Moonpaw, but how was she to help this apprentice when she couldnt communicate properly. Thoughts flooded her head, she worried what would happen once everyone knew of her...problem. She hated to think about it and tried to shut out the possibilities, would she be sent away? Or worse? She shook her head trying to clear, and purify her mind. She didnt want to think about these tings, they werent delightful thoughts. And she hated it.
Rays of sunlight filtered through the overlapping branches of dense evergreens crowding close to the stricken stream she looked towards the the shaded forest that was nearly devoid of undergrowth, but many of the trees were no longer upright a few had fallen to the ground and some on akward angles supported by neightbours still firmly anchored, beyond the jumble of trees the borel was dark and more inviting then the brush upstream she knew that she was alone. She looked forth to the damp forest and saw conifers succumbed to the quaking earthlay protrate on the ground. It all looked...quiet. Infact it would be easy to hid ein such an area. With a slight sigh she sat down, ears flickering at every noise, now if she didnt always feel so lonely, then maybe her spirits would lfie, but it was all just to be nothing more then a feeble hope and dream of a worthless creature.
Relationships/Kin: Schoredleaf (Father) Silentsong (Mother)
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Post by FIREH!! on May 14, 2007 20:28:18 GMT -5
I Have a deputy, I have a deputy... Hooray!!!!
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Post by cheshy says grace on Jun 7, 2007 17:39:35 GMT -5
Name[/i]:Grieverstone Age[/i]:34 moons Gender[/i]:she-cat Clan[/i]:MoonClan Rank[/i]:Med. Cat Looks[/i]:Grieverstone is very wild looking and has the body figure of a small leopard. She has long legs and her pelt is a light beige/brown color. Grieverstone has many spots covering her lean, beautiful, coat that are shaped like a wide, black, crescent moons. When the wind blows and ruffles her soft fur, it looks as if her pelt is long flowing yellow grass in a light breeze.She has soft yellow golden eyes that can see the prophecies of Starclan. Her claws form a light curve with a sharp tip at the end. When light sprinkles itself onto her, her claws glitter like stars holding her up in the air. Personality[/i]:Grieverstone is a gentle and quiet cat that is carful to place a single paw on an injured cat if she isn't sure what she is doing. With Starclan to guide her, Grieverstone hardly makes any mistakes that cause her to not do her job. She is very sweet but if not given enough space, she can snap back with a sharp tongue. Grieverstone hardly ever has to do that but most cats would listen to her. She is very sweet to kits. Sometimes she gazes longingly at a small group of them and sighs. Besides her longings, she is quite friendly towards all cats. History[/i]:Grieverstone's mother was a rogue. Her father was a rogue as well. Her parents abandoned her at birth, after recieving a threat from an unknown cat. Soon after, some other rogues used her as their slave. She was beaten, and used as an anger relief device most of the time. The rogues didn't care whether she lived or died. Then she had an idea. She wondered if she was believed to be dead, they would just leave her in the forest. But they didn't. They began to eat her, alive! She yanked her paw out of the rogues' mouths and ran as fast as she could. She ran all of the way to MoonClan territory, where a patrol rescued her. They fought off the rogues, and cared for her in the medicine cat's den for two moons. One night while the medicine cat. Then she became the medicine cat at 14 moons old, and has lived in the clan for 34 moons now, proving herself as a valuable medicine cat. In Charrie[/i]: Griverstone padded across the clearing, through the trees, and into the woods. She was off to find some more poppy seeds and marigold. The medicine cat trudged up a hill and sniffed out a poppy plant. She looked up, and was surprised to see a large tree. That wasn't there before!, she thoight surprised. Grieverstone climbed up the tree and jumped from branch to branch. There was prey on each one. She kept jumping higher and higher. Then she went back the same way and the prey were still there! "Oh my... It's a sign from StarClan!" she whispered to herself. The leopard pelted cat jumped down off of the tree and turned around. Then the tree wasn't there. "Where'd the prey-tree go?" ~~~~~~~~~~ Grieverstone opened her eyes to see the inside of her den. "Oh, it was just a dream," she said to herself. the medicine cat looked around to see her moss covered wall with the stone shelves worn in to the wall. The shelves were full of all sorts of herbs. She stood up from her moss covered stone. Grieverstone stretched and walked out of her den to get some fresh air. She looked up to the sun and her eyes glinted with delight, today was going to be a new day. Picture-
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Post by FIREH!! on Jun 7, 2007 17:42:07 GMT -5
Hired-ed!!!!! Thanks!!
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Post by cheshy says grace on Jun 7, 2007 17:44:21 GMT -5
YAY! *hugs fireh*
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