CloudClan Deputy Auditions [II]

[[xoxo] shard. :)]

The actor of CloudClan's current deputy is no longer active. The Activity Check has been up for some time now and I've had no response from Nova on it. Not to mention I checked her profile and she's only had three posts whatsoever and has not posted since mid-August. Thus, I believe CloudClan needs a new deputy. I want someone who will be active. So go ahead, post away. And be sure you know how to train an apprentice, because I'm likely giving the new deputy an apprentice. Just use the normal biography form. May the best roleplayer win.

[all out JINX ♥]

I was named from the stars-
Blackmagic

My spirit has made me as-
Tom

Starclan brought me to life-
35 moons

I protect the clan with my life-
Deputy

I was born with the ones I love-
Cloudclan

The moon shines it's light on me-
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Blackmagic is a gifted tom cat. He has clay gray fur mixed in with some brown. He has long, powerful brown/gray legs for swimming. He has big, strong white paws to help him swim through the powerful current. His tail is fluffy gray/brown with a white tip. His head is a gray/brown with mostly white on the face. His nose is a brown/pink and his whiskers are a silver/white. His eyes are a deep orange with hints of brown and light red. His teeth and claws are silver and his ears are gray/brown normal sized. His whole body is fluffy and shows his broad muscles under his pelt.
The wind blows softly under the harvest moon-
Blackmagic is a very mysterious tom, he is determined and willing to fight for his clans rights. He is a kind and caring and helps his leader when he is frustrated or needs help. He can remember any information that is told to him and can get rid of it when he wants to (otherwise none as photographic memory). Blackmagic is a very calm cat and is very strong. Despite his attitude toward others, he is a very strong cat. Others think he is weak and helpless, but when they see her true side they cower in fear. She speaks softly, but when he gets mad his voice is as strong and powerful as he is. He is a good listener and obeys any order that Stormstar gives him, he will stop at nothing to keep his clan safe even if it means costing his life.

The dark sky tells a story-
Blackmagic was born below a full silver moon. He is the second oldest out of his siblings, 1.Riversoul, 2.Blackmagic, 3.Whisperwind, 4.Melodykit. They were all born in Jadeclan in another forest. Blackmagic was exiled and ran away to the Black River Clans Forest. Later on his family was exiled and haven't found a clan to be a part of. Blackmagic is a very loyal cat and would never, ever betray his clan. When he found Cloudclan the tested him to prove he was worth it. He past the test and became an apprentice with the mentor of Fallenleaf before she became an elder. When he became a warrior Fallenleaf became an elder and his youngest sister Melodykit died before his family was exiled. After a while Mythsecrets, old deputy, disapeared(I don't want to say she died because that wouldn't be right). Blackmagic was named deputy and was awarded an apprentice. In his journey to Cloudclan, others will have to find out as I role play.

The magic is in all of us-
A cold winter breeze made it's way into the den, everything was covered in pure white snow. Snowflakes still drifted down from the sky, even though it was sunhigh no cat stirred. The den was peaceful, and somewhere around in it someone snored lightly. The very handsome gray/brown tom lay with his head up and his deep orange eyes searched every corner for discovery. He wanted to know of what this camp and clan were like. He would leave if it was anything like his old clan.

Blackpaw had been sleeping, but had been awaken by another terrible nightmare. He hated those nightmares about his family, clan, and the journey to his new clan. All of those things scared him, he was just happy to be in a den and happy that he past the test to come into this amazing clan. He practically knew how to swim now, and his fishing skills have improved greatly. One of the apprentices twitched beside him but didn't wake. Blackpaw sighed he set his head down on his big white paws and closed his eyes.

Autumn leaves twirled around him, everything so dark nothing not even a star out. Something growled in the distance which made Blackkit jump. He didn't like to be alone and especially away from his mom and dad. A bush rustled behind him, he thought it was a mouse like all the other times. The growling didn't stop "I was ordered by the leader of Jadeclan to hunt you down and kill you" A familiar voice growled behind him. Tesslejade, a very strong and fast tom with unbelievably sharp teeth and claws. Blackkit turned around and whimpered "I'm sorry Blackkit, it was ordered from Glassstar". And with that he lunged him self at the kit with outstretched claws.

The stars that streaks the dark sky-
Father- Dancingscar- Loner(if accepted, will make bio.)
Mother- Icejewel- Loner(if accepted, will put up for adoption)
Brother- Whisperwind- Cloudclan(if accepted, will put up for adoption)
Sister- Melodykit- Starclan
Sister- Riversoul- Loner(if accepted, will put up for adoption)
1st apprentice- Jinxdancer- Starclan
2nd apprentice- Ferretmound- TON
3rd apprentice- - Cloudclan

The blessed words-
Poison Tears Crash Down

[all out JINX ♥]

I'm very sorry for being impatient, but when is the Deputy going to be picked?

[(aurora) of the problematique]

_{*sigh* When Shard gets to it...the position isn't going anywhere and she probably wants some more auditions. v.v *really irritable right now*}

[all out JINX ♥]

sorry I said sorry for my inpatients, I really didn't mean to get you irritated. I've just been waiting a while and I can't control my curiosity and inpatients.

[sorrow]

name-
Phantomspirit
gender-
tom
age-
35 moons
clan-
Cloudclan
rank-
Deputy
looks-

Phantomspirit is a handsome short-haired tom. He has a white pelt with black stripes and spots all up and down his back. His tail is a little bit fluffy with a black tip and black rings. His legs are the same, but he has 3 black paws and 1 silver-white paw. His face is a silver-white with black stripes. His eyes are a deep menacing green. His ears are black and normal sized. His paws are big for battling fast currents. He is muscular and very strong, he is fast but stronger then he is fast.
actions-
Phantomspirit is a very shy cat. He is quiet and blushes when any she-cat talks to him. He doesn't like to talk, but will if he is forced to or if he chooses to. He is a very mysterious cat, he disappears and appears at the wrong time. He always seems to be lonely without is family. He is a very good swimmer and loves to swim at night when the stars are out. Phantomspirit has a short temper and gets mad for no reason. He will do anything to protect his clan.
history-
When Phantomspirit was born pure silver-white. He wasn't a very bright cat, and always bullied his siblings around. As he grew he started to get the black markings. When Phantomspirit became an apprentice he was more nicer and concentrated on his training instead. He flew through his training like a eagle in the sky. In the middle of Leaf-Green 2 of his sisters and father were killed in a fight. He, his brother, and his mother were all that was left of there family. When he became a warrior Phantomspirit's mother and brother disappeared, Phantomspirit was left all alone with sadness and anger. Phantomspirit trained harder then anyone would have intended, even though he wasn't an apprentice anymore he still trained. When he became the deputy he still felt like he had to prove himself.
i.c.-
see Sorrowpaw's bio.
relationships/kin-
mother: Blindflower (disappeared)
father: Neverglaze (starclan)
sisters: Flatpaw, Lostpaw (starclan)
brother: Firdance (disappeared)
no relationships yet
other-
nope
codewords-
Poison Tears Crash Down

[Ice]

Name:
Glazingfire

Gender:
Tom

Age:
40 Moons

Rank:
Deputy

Clan:
Cloudclan

Looks:

Glazingfire is a very handsome tom. His muzzle is white, and also is some of his chest. His pelt is a lovely amber color, with some tan in it. His tail is of medium length, and many colors. His legs are long, and his paws are big. Glazingfire's claws and teeth are some what dull from all his fights, but they still can hurt a cat very easly, and the dullness make the scratches more painful. His eyes are a deep forest green, they are always full of hatered or pain.

Actions:
Glazingfire is a very loyal cat. He loves to obey orders, but he also loves to give orders to lower rank cats. The only thing that will make Glazingfire get really mad is if he finds a kittypet tresspassing on the clan's teeritory. When Glazingfire gets mad you can tell because his eyes turn all black and he will seem like he is dead. When Glazinfire is in pain is eyes will go a bright red, then they will go a black as he gets ready for battle. Glazingfire, other than that is a kind, loving and gental cat. He will die for his clan, because if he is hurt he never gives up.

Past:
When Glazingfire was born he was the oldest out of his 10 brothers and 2 sisters. Glazingfire always bossed his siblings around, always for self help, not for anything else. When Glazingfire became an apprentice his mentor -Dimondfeather- Loved to watch Glazingfire grow to be a strong fighter. But when Glazingfire was 11 moons something terrible happend. There was a fight between clans. mostly all of Glazingfire's family accepte his 2 sisters. Glazingfire suffered for a long while after that. When Glazingfire got his warrior name he forgt all about his pain and suffering. He lived for his clan, fought for only his clan, and loved only his clan. He didn't trust anyone but his clan. Then finally after 20 moons passed -Glazingfire was 32 moons- he relized that he needed to stop being so stupid. Now Glazingfire loves to talk with loners passing Cloudclan borders or on the way to gatherings.

In Character:
The sun was high in the air, but blood was in the air. There was a stench of blood everywhere glazingpaw scented. Suddenly there was a yowl and Glazingpaw ran to see his sister
-Dimondpaw- in the way of a clanner, the clanners claws were unsheated ready to feel the blood of Dimondpaw. Glazingpaw ran to the aid of his sister, running his claws across the clanners out streched paw. "Go back to heck you piece of FOX-DUNG!" Glazingpaw yelled at the fleeing clanner. "Are you ok?" Glazingpaw asked his couring sister. "I am fine, thanks Glazingpaw." Dimondpaw praised her big brother. "Where is Slivernight and stormclaw?" Glazingpaw asked, worried about their mom and dad. "I don't know, but do you know where Lovelypaw is?" Dimondpaw asked about their sister. Their brothers had already been killed by a 3 clanners. "No I don't even know where mother and father are!" Glazingpaw yelled at his annoying sister. "You go find Lovelypaw and I go find Silvernight and Stormclaw!" Glazingaw ran off before his sister could say yes or no. Then Glazingpaw blinked and saw all three of his relatives laying there all bloody. Finally Glazingpaw blinked and he was sitting in a moss bed in the deputy's den.

Relationship/kin:
Stormclaw; Father/Dead
Slivernight;Mother/dead
Dimondlove;Sister/Alive
Lovelyheart; Sister/Alive
Firenight;Brother/dead
Iceblood;Brother/alive
Waterfall;brother/dead
Leafsoul;Brother/alive
Glacierpelt;Brother/dead
Scarsong;brother/alive
Bloodyfoot;Brother/dead
Deathlyspirit;Brother/alive
Deathflight;brother/dead
Starpool;Sister/Alive

Other:
Glazingfire dosen't have a mate but he might want one soon

Codewords:
Poison tears crash down
-Why are we still alive than?-

[moon]

Name:
Lightningflight

Gender:
She-cat

Age:
35 Moons

Rank:
Deputy

Clan:
Cloudclan

Looks:

Linghtningflight is a beautiful Maine Coon she-cat. Her fur is long and soft. Her pelt is a pitch black, with faint silver stripes. Her chin, chest, paws and bottem half of her underbelly is a snowy white color. Lightningflight's paws are huge, but they help her run faster. Her big paws also help her swim fast. Her tail is medium length. Her ears are also medium sized. Lightningflight's eyes are a deep forest green.

Actions:
Lightningflight is a kind, gental, caring and loving cat. She has a very bad temper if you get her mad. Lightningflight loves to watch the kit grow and be come loyal warrior. If you ever get Lightningflight mad -which is really hard to do- you will wish you were dead, or she will kill you. Lightningflight dose not loose her temper easily. The thing that Lightningflight loves are; watching her clan grow to be loyal, running in the open forest, swimming across rivers, and going/ordering potrols. The two things that will make her really mad are; inturders, or kittypet's wanting to join the clans. Lightningflight feels that if a cat is a kittypet than it should die, even if it is kind and gental, not wanting to fight. She will do anything/everything for her clan. Even if it takes her life. Lightningflight wants to die with loyality to her clan.

Past:
when Lightningflight was born her name was lovelykit. But she always hated that name. She dealed with the name lovelykit and lovelypaw, but when she was a warrior she had it changed to Lightningflight. When Lightningflight was a kit she had 3 brothers and 1 sister. She was the oldest out of all of her siblings. She loved to help the younger ones with things they couldn't do. When Lightning became an apprentice and started training with her mentor, she would teach her little sister and brothers all the easy hunting moves she learned. As Lightningflight grew up she loved to learn how to fight, but when it came time to show her mentor the moves that she had just been taught, she would refuse to try it on her mentor. When Lightningflight became a warrior she loved to train apprentices, but she never got any of her family to mentor. That made her sad, but she dealed with it and didn't complain. Since then she has loved to watch her sister and brrotheres grow up to love the clan as much as they love each other.

In Charater:
The moon was high in the sky, all was silent. Mousesong sat out side the warrior den looking at the sky. 'I don't think annyone would care if I took a walk.' Mousesong walked to the camp enterance, she smelled the air making sure there was no potrols coming back to camp, just in case she would get in trouble. Mousesong walked out in the open air instantly smelling the scent of a mouse. Mousesong got down to the ground and stalked the scent of her soon to be catch. She saw movement in the grass about a tail-length away. Mousesong jumped onto the movement and got a claw full of fur. She looked down and there lay a cat. "Ouch! Why did you do that." The little apprentice complained. Mousesong knew that voice. "Bloodpaw! What are you doing out here so late. If you get caught you will get in trouble." Mousesong scolded her little brother. "Hey, why would I get in trouble? I was just heading back into camp when you jump at me, tearing some of my fur out." bloodpaw licked the gash on his side. "Get back to camp and have the medicen cat check out the 'scratch' in the moring." Mousesong nudged Bloodpaw with her nose. "Fine but you come to the camp to, or else I'm not going into the camp again." Bloodpaw was being subborn. "Fine! lets head back now... I smell a potrol coming." Mousesong meowed back and ran into the camp makeing sure Bloodpaw was following.

Relastionship/Kin:
Honeybeesong; Mother/dead
Dragonstripe; Father/Alive
Moonpaw; brother/alive
Bloodpaw; brother/Alive
Mudpelt;brother/alive
Mousesong; sister/alive

Other:
Nope

Code words:
Poison tears crash down

[(aurora) of the problematique]

_{Moon, your cat is beautiful =]}

[moon]

Thanks

[rippedear]

Name:
Glacierheart

Age:
40 Moons

Gender:
She-cat

Rank:
Deputy

Clan:
Cloudclan

Looks:

Glacierheart is a beautiful white she-cat. She is all white, there is no other color on her fur. Her tail is long, and her ears are normal size. Glacierheart's paws are medium sized, which are good for swimming and running. Her claws and teeth are as sharp as a badgers. GLacierheart's eyes are a deep blue. Her nose is faint silver color. Glacierheart's heart and eyes are always filled with sorrow.

Actions:
Glacierheart can be really mean, or really nice. IF you are on her bad side then you beeter hide. Glacierheart totally hates kittypet, rogues and loners. The three things that Glacierheart loves are; Running around, hunting, and playing with the kits/apprentices. THer four things Glacierheart hates are; Inturders, fighting woothless cats, loosing in a fight, and watching kitss/apprentices die in battle against a rogue, loner, or kittypet. Glacierheart will die for her clan no matter what happens, or she will come close to dieing for her clan. Whatever it take she will.

Past:
Glacierheart never knew her mother or father. When she was born her mother and father left her. GLacierheart never had any brothers or sisters, so she was alone. WHen glacierheart was a kit she was very shy, she never talked either. When SHe became an apprentice and met her mentor she started talking onl to him. Glacierheart loved to learn how to hunt and fight. When Glacierheart became a warrior she talked a lot. She was well known by everyone. Now she is still very talkitive, but yet she still has never seen or heard about her mother.

In Character:
See Rippedear's Bio.

Relationship/kin:
unknown; mother
unknown; father

Other:
Nope

Code Words:
Poison tears crash down

[shrimp]

Name -- Embertail
Age -- 42 Moons (4 years + 4 months)
Apprentice --
Rank -- Deputy
Gender -- Tom (male)
Clan -- CloudClan

Appearance -- Ember

Ember is a young and sleek tom, though under his frail-looking appearance lies a body with enough muscle power to rival other warriors' strenght. Still, with small paws and long legs, Ember is more of a flexible and agile cat - not as bulky and heavy with extra muscles. His fur coat is medium length, though his tail is rather bushy in comparison to the rest. While his underside and paws are colored a pure white, his forehead, back and tail are another story. These are a vivid orange, like fire. When running one can only see a blur of orange and white -- which earned him his name.

His eyes are a golden color, matching the rest of his color scheme to perfection. With a sharp and delicately sculpted face once can consider this tom rather handsome by many -- and he is well aware of it. While his white fur is devoid of any marks, tabby marks can be found on his orange parts, and the 'M' that marks all tabbies is also present on this tom's forehead. To finish off his inner parts of the ears and nose are a light pink, along with his paw pads.

Personality --

Ember can be consider the Casanova of the cats, and with his sleek and good looks he often gets the she-cat that he wants. Always keeping his himself well groomed and clean, it comes as no surprise that this tom spends countless of hours bathing himself. Cunning and a quick-thinker, Ember can get himself out of most troubles, as well as being witty enough to know when to strike to kill his prey -- though even he fails every now and then. However, Ember isn't too committed to she-cats -- though he does adore kits -- and often tends to disappear shortly after leaving one expecting his kits. StarClan knows how much offsprings he has out there in the world. Ember is simply not ready to settle down just yet.

He also doesn't give his trust away too quickly, and often is weary of other cats even after moons and moons of knowing and hunting with them. But, if you do manage to get his trust be sure not to break it -- for this tom can be quite vengeful. He has no remorse over killing when in a fight, though he prefers to leave his foe extremely wounded and with a shattered pride rather than giving them the relief of death. Over all, Ember can be a good cat when he wants, and a bad one when in a fowl mood. Still, he won't harm kits, though young adolescents and adults don't share this privilege.

History --

Kithood
Born in a group of rogues to a short haired white mother and a long haired ginger tom. He was born along with two other siblings, the first born of the litter. However, food was scarce, and the mother could barely produce enough milk for one of her kits, let alone three. So his father decided he would keep his first born -- and killed off his siblings. His mother was destroyed emotionally, but she understood: it was either sacrifice two of them -- or loose them all. Over the curse of the next weeks Ember grew ad develop into a very active and curious kit -- often stranding himself from his mother side, and constantly being scolded by his father. Yet he couldn't remember his deceased brothers, and his parents refused to mention them. The group itself was forbidden to speak about them, or how the group leader [Ember's father] had killed them off to ensure the survival of his first born.

Adolescence hood
As soon as he turned six moons old, Ember was trained by his father in the skills of hunting and battling. Rogues were in constant conflict with other alley cats, so knowing skills to defend yourself and kill in a fight was a must. Not only this, but rats could be dangerous to hunt -- and you could be poisoned by their bite if you didn't knew how to handle them. It was a risk no cat wished to try -- for a poorly treated wound lead to infection, and sometimes even death. The rest of his adolescence wasn't too different, though Ember fell in love for the first time. It was a pretty tortoise-shell she-cat which had caught his heart -- only to later shatter it as she kitted the offspring of his own father.

Adulthood
Hurt by having his first love kit someone else's offspring [his father's at that] Ember decided he would never commit to a she-cat again: they were only disloyal and cunning rats [except for his momma, of course]. Sadly, the only she-cat he did care for died one night, having had an infection spread from a wound in her chest caused by a rat. Thus only his father now remained -- and his new half sister. The she-cat had given birth to a single, ginger tabby she-kit and was named Ginger. A few moons later, as he turned 20 moons old, a rumor caught his attention. Two elder cats had been discussion how the leader had killed off two of his past litter, only to ensure he would have a heir. Enraged Ember confronted his father about this, and the tom deliberately admitted it.

Mind clouded by shock and hatred, he had lunged for his father and caught the older tom of-guard. Both cats rolled around the alley, hitting small puddles and having dirt cling to them, before Ember delivered a lethal bite onto his father's throat. There the ginger tom bled to his death -- and his son ran away from the group before being exiled. He became a loner by choice, and traveled from one place to another -- hunting where he pleased and spending nights with whatever she-cat he could hit on and charm -- only to leave them not too long after.

Clan-hood
Two years later he came across the borders of CloudClan one day, deciding to join the clan -- after all, there were accessible she-cats there, as well as protection. Soon he passed apprenticeship, ad his name changed from Ember - to Emberpaw - and finally Embertail, in commemoration of his blazing tail color and fluffiness. He later trained two apprentices, before finally becoming Deputy as the last one vanished from existence.

Relationships/Kin --

• Rex - Father, long haired ginger tom with golden eyes. (rogue, deceased)
  
• Frost -- Mother, short haired white she cat with green eyes. (rogue, deceased)
  
• White -- Brother, short haired white tom-kit, yellow eyes. (rogue-kit, deceased)
  
• Luck -- Brother, long haired ginger tom-kit with green eyes. (rogue-kit, deceased)
  
• Jasmine -- First Love, pretty tortoise-shell she-cat. (rogue)
  
• Ginger -- Half-Sister, short haired ginger she-kit with blue eyes. (rogue-kit)
  
• Rustfur -- First Apprentice, short haired dark orange tom, golden eyes. (NPC)
  
• Lightheart -- Second Apprentice, long haired cream tabby she-cat, jade eyes. (NPC)

Codewords -- Poison Tears Crash Down

Other --

Nothing so far. Oh, he won't settle with a mate anytime soon -- though expect him to father quite a few kits.XDD
Also, you got

Role Play Example --

Shifting among his nest of moss and leaves the curled creature slowly rose from his slumber. Fiery and bushy tail was uncurled from his frame, as the four year old tom [with 4 extra moons] opened his jaws in a long yawn. Paws stretched outwards, claws unsheathed as the feline finished stretching his stiff muscles, before the once loner rose. As he walked out of the warrior den Embertail noticed the sun rays had only begun to appear in the sky, pleased to b an early morning riser. His golden gaze shifted to the nursery and the Queens there -- though so far none of the kits had been sired by him. Sure, that would change in the future, and soon the Nursery would be crawling with kits of his own, but for now the newly placed Deputy preferred not to get involved just yet.

That didn't meant he hadn't been hitting on a few of the available she-cats. Of course, he wouldn't settle down just yet, his spirit too restless to do o. n fact, this Casanova sometimes wondered if one day any she-cat would be able to lock his heart away for herself only. 'Probably not, but I suppose it could happen... And pink hedgehogs will fly through the sky.' He mewled in mild amusement at his own thoughts, before returning back into the den to rise a few of the Warriors. As soon as the dawn patrol was organized he sent them off, licking his lips before looking at the fresh-pile. It was ok, but more prey could be useful. With that in mind he went to one of the new apprentices, informing him of his whereabouts, before dashing off the camp entrance to hunt. Since it wasn't a formal hunting party he would eat his fill first, then bring back fresh-kill for he rest of the clan.

Through the rustling of leaves he scented prey, crouching low as he slowly stalked forwards. Paw pads were carefully placed, the tom silently edging closer to the unsuspecting vole. Suddenly his muscles tensed, and with a leap he pounced on the startled creature. A swift bite to the neck silenced the plump thing, before he devoured his first meal of the day. Thanking StarClan he moved off, in search of fresh-kill to now bring back to the Clan... By Sunrise he had returned, carrying a rabbit, a vole and two mice -- before depositing his charge on the pile of fresh-kill. Then he walked off, lying down on the clearing to absorb some sun rays as he groomed his fur. So far everything was peaceful, so the Deputy really had nothing better to do.

[Spice..xx]

_{Thats a good bio Shrimp.}

[[xoxo] shard. :)]

<sup>Oh, gawd. I'm real sorry, I was grounded and now I'm not allowed to be on the lappy sunday-thursday, so I shouldn't be on right now. But I've decided on a deputy.

Shrimp with Embertail.

I don't believe I've seen you before, but you RP example well proves your skill in roleplaying. I really hope you don't disappear like our last deputy. But I trust you. Don't let me down!</sup>

[/sup]

[all out JINX ♥]

congratulations Shrimp! I knew you would win ;D ;D ;D

[sorrow]

congrats Shrimp ;D -throws confetti-

[Spice..xx]

_{Well done Shrimp, told you your bio was good .}

[blackfoot]

Congrats Shrimpeh! =)

[moon]

Good job shrimp....

[shrimp]

<sup>*shocked*

I wasn't really expecting to win... XDD
Thanks for the compliments and congrats, you all. <3

Shardeh? If you could PM with any important details I might need to k now that have happened in CloudClan I would be grateful -- that way I'll know exactly where I stand. :3</sup>