[plot kits].[auditons]

[SHADE. :D]

This is the audition for the kits which will make the journey to stop the Tribe. MoonClan and BrightClan are already taken, but EclipseClan, CloudClan and SerenityClan are all free. They must be kits that are already born, or a lone kit you made up. Don't make some cats have a litter just for this. ^^

Okay, the auditions will be split up into a five-day period for each clan. Anyone may audition, but you may only have one kit per person. Here are the results so far:

Results
EclipseClan; Undecided
MoonClan; Selenekit [acted by Razor]
CloudClan; Undecided
BrightClan; Pecankit [acted by Shade]
SereniyClan; Undecided

Good luck. Use the normal biography form. Only the best will be chosen!

[lonelylove :D]

When will the audtions for Serenityclan begin? I think I might audtion Petalkit for it ^^

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[SHADE. :D]

After the CloudClan one.

[lonelylove :D]

Okey Dokey.

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[KURI. (happy birfday to me :D)]

I know these are noob-ish questions, but I was wondering... If you're the only one who auditions, do you automaticly win? [My frien is planning on taking advantage of that.... ebil.] And if you try out for one clan kit but lose, can you use the same, *unmade* kit and audition for another? Or, could you create another kit? Or is it just 1 audition per person?

[SHADE. :D]

If only one person auditions, then I will postpone that particular audition, then hold it again after the others. If that one person is still the only person, then yes, they will win. No, if you lose, then you can try out for any of the others. ut you may only tryout for one plot kit at one time. And if you win one plot kit, the others are closed off to you.

[KURI. (happy birfday to me :D)]

Okay. That's more clear, and more fair. <3 Thankies!

[SHADE. :D]

OKay, I'm making it so you can audition for any clan. So if you want any of the plot kits, post now!

[KURI. (happy birfday to me :D)]

<sub>I've edited this on March 27. You should look at it again.
My name is Crystalkit
I am a She-kit
I was born 2 moons ago
I will stay loyal to CloudClan
I live as thier Kit

Not one cat will ever be me.

Crystalkit is a sleek silver color, like starsine on a dark night. Soft stripes, the color of stormy water, run across her like ripples in a pond. The stripes do not seem to fade at all into her pelt, but still look like a perfect contrast. Her ears, paws and underbelly are almost white, and her nose and pads are the same steely color as her tabby markings. She has pale blue eyes, all small flecks of blue that join into an icy, yet calming gaze. They are curiously almond-shaped, always filled with wonder and happiness. These are the things that gave her the name Crystalkit, for they look like crystal-clear water. Her tail is long and ringed with stripes, finishing with a white-tipped tail. At first glance, the stripes seem to dominate the tail, but upon closer inspection there is in fact, some silver. Her fur is dense but soft, and keeps her warm in leaf-bare. She is a swift and agile she-kit, despite her small structure.



Why I do what I will do

Crystalkit is a fragile, sensitive she-kit, though she attempts to show everyone a brighter side of herself. It's a struggle for her, and she only reveals her quiet, shy self to her closest friends. She is also smarter than she pretends to be, pretending not to know how to stalk a vole when she could do it quite well. She is also kind but sensitive, and despite her reculency to fight wars, she will not hesitate to attack somone who hurts her or her friends, spiritually or physiclly. She loves to learn and thinks the work of a medicine cat is magical, bt refuses to become one in order to love. As this shows, she is very loyal to the warrior code and to her clan, but would do anything to love.

Crystalkit often wears a mask to the world. To most cats, she is hyper and bouncy, fearless and brave. They think that even in the worse situations, they can count on her to pull them through with her optimism. Really, she would be better off suited to be the one figuring out a plan. When somone asks her about her feelings, she either lies or does her best to avoid them.

My Life</sub>

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Crystalkit was born to a CloudClan queen and a BrightClan tom, Softbelly and Sacredstone. She wad the only kit to be taken to CloudClan, and her mother left her to live with her father in BrightClan. She felt abandoned. A kindly queen, Calmheart, took her in. Crystalkit grew up thinking that she had five brothers and sisters, three of wich were apprentices of SerenityClan at the moment; Pastelpaw, Rainbowpaw and Garnetpaw. All three of them had stayed in SerenityClan when thier mother decided to return to her birth Clan. Her other two brothes and sisters died. She dosn't know who her real parents are... yet.

A small, fragile she-kit sat out in the open camp. Her lith silver body reflected the moonlight that was washing the clearing. Her ears were pricked for any sound, if her mother caught her she'd be stuck in the deserted nursery for days. Almost all the warriors were either sleeping or on moonhigh patrol, and luckily Calmheart or any of the other queens had seen her slip out. It was too beautiful a night to be tucked inside . Besides, she wasn't sleepy. The wind tugged gently at her fur, as well as twirling around some leaves she had tried to catch a few heartbeats ago.
The starts dazzled down on her, as if they were whispering to her. Crystalkit...Crystalkit...
"I see you're up late,"
Crystalkit spun around, her tail sticking strait up. The sould of a new voice had woken her violently from her half-dream.
"Oh, Hello Spadepaw." she mewed to the apprentice. Crystalkit had played with Spadepaw in the nursury, but he was much older than she. Spadepaw wouldn't rat her out. She hoped.
"What are you doing out?" he asked, sitting down beside her.
"Stargazing..." she replied. It was true. She had just been gazing mindlessly at the stars, wondering what was up there.
"Oh." he meowed in reply. "I'm going hunting. I'll see you!" Crystalkit watched his black-and-white body disapeer into the ferns.

My mother is Softbelly
My father is Sacredstone
My adoptive mother is Calmheart
My half-sisters are Pastelpaw and Rainbowpaw
My half-brother is Garnetpaw

[Codewords]
Poison Tears Crash Down
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[[xoxo] shard. :)]

<sup>[.They.Call.Me.Moonkit.]

[.I'm.Proud.To.Be.Born.A.Tom.]

[.I've.Walked.This.Forest.For.5.And.A.Half.Moons.]

[.I.Pledged.My.Heart.To.SerenityClan.]

[.I.Am.Ranked.As.A.Kit.]

[x] [.I.Look.Different.] [x]

Moonkit is a handsome, adorable young kit. He has silky moon-colored fur with slightly visible silver stripes on his back, hence his name. His eyes are a gray-blue blend, making him seem wise as a warrior. His fur isn't short, but not long either. On windy day, Moonkit has an even more charming appearance as the air makes his fur flow and ripple.

[.But.That's.Just.Because.I'm.Me.]

Moonkit is extremely clever and wise, and not only for his age. Even though most kits enjoy play-flighting, this young kit spends the majority of his time either in the medicine cat's den studying the herbs and remedies, or in the elders' den, intently listening to tales of the greatest Leaders ever known to SerenityClan and stories of the great legendary cats of LionClan, TigerClan, and LeopardClan.

Moonkit can be mysterious and poetic. Occasionally he'll stump his siblings with riddles he himself made up. He is destined for there to be permanent peace among the Clans, and he will always be loyal to SerenityClan, even at the cost of his life.

[.And.With.Every.Cat.Comes.The.Tale.Of.Their.Life.]

Moonkit was born to two SerenityClan warriors, his mother a reddish-brown she-cat named Cherrysmoke and his father an attractive gray cat named Crescentgaze. He was part of a litter of four, his three siblings being Pansykit, Daisykit, and Petalkit.

When he was five moons old, Moonkit faced a horrible tragedy-his father and role model-Crescentgaze-was dead. Moonkit couldn't keep the tears from crashing down, and he didn't sleep at all the night of his mourning. He just sat there over his burial spot, looking to StarClan and asking why he'd recieved such a horrible fate.

Now, only a half-moon later, Moonkit still mourns the loss of his father, and he often dreams about darkness and shadows, and in those shadows, he can see Crescentgaze, slowly moving farther away. Don't leave me! he cries. Don't go, father! But his father doesn't respond. He just stands there, a blank expression on his face.

[.Me.In.Action.]

Moonkit watched half-heartedly as the Clan's medicine cat applied some cobwebs to a gash that a warrior had recieved from a thornbush. He once had a wish to be a medicine cat, but he changed his mind. But a lot of his thought was mainly put toward his dead father. The young kit sighed with a broken heart weighing him down more with every pawstep and he padded slowly towards the elders' den.

"Hey, Moonkit!" Moonkit jumped back to his senses as his sister, Pansykit, bounded over to him. "Wanna play Clan leaders with us? You can be Reflectstar this time."

Moonkit often wanted to be Reflectstar, but the others always called it first. But as much as he usually would, Moonkit wasn't too up for it. "Sorry," he sighed sadly, "but I'm not real up for playing right now. Sorry sis."

Pansykit sighed sympathetically. "I know you're sad about father dying, we all are Moonkit. But things happen. We all have to move on.

Moonkit narrowed his grayish-blue eyes as tears streamed out from them. "I can't move on Pansykit! How could you say something like that? He was my role model! I looked up to father more than anyone!" And he darted into the nursery for his mother's comfort.

Pansykit sighed again. "Oh, Moonkit...."

[.This.Is.Who.I.Call.My.Kin.]

Crescentgaze[.dead father.]
Cherrysmoke[.mother.]
Pansykit[.sister.]
Petalkit[.sister.]
Daisykit[.sister.]

[.These.Are.Known.To.Be.The.Secret.Words.]

Poison
Tears
Crash
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[sarutail]

I've edited this March 31st, look at it again

My name is Tanglekit
I am a Tom
I have walked this forest for 3 moons
I will stay loyal to Eclipseclan
I am a kit
I look like this
Tanglekit is a light brown tabby, like wood. Some spots, chesnut brown, Are across his tail, and ears. He has a scar down the middle of his face, by the same fox that killed his father. His paws and underbelly are a chesnut brown. He has small dark green eyes that shine brightly in the sun. The thing that made him Tanglekit, his fur. It it always tangled, and it matches his scrawny body. His tail is no longer than an average kit, with a spotted and tipped tail. Some wonder how Tanglekit stays warm in leaf-bare, for his fur is very thin. He is a fast tom-kit, with the right amount of agility, and has amazing reflexes.



I act like this

Tanglekit is a rough tough kit who isn't afraid of anything....except the dark.He always shows his tough side. He acts likehe could kill a badger with a swift of a claw sometimes, though. He isn't quiet,in fact, just the opposite. He is supprisingly never in depression about his father's sudden death right after birth. He has never fallen in love, but the time will come. When he is read the story about Tigerclaw, he shows his claws and says "I can take him!"

My Life

Tanglekit's parents were Sarutail,an Eclipseclan queen and an EclipseClan tom,Sarutail and Crescentface.Shortly after birth, a fox attacked, killing his father, and leaving him with a scar, a painful memory of his past. He doesn't let that stop him, though. He has no siblings, so the only known kin alive is his mother. Tanglekit grew up with only two friends, all she-kits. He is so eager for his apprentice ceremony.

"And that's why you should go to sleep, or else Tigerstar will come and get you naughty kit!"A young brown tabby said.
"I'm not afraid of Tigerstar!"a small lighter brown kit replied. "Really?Well,why not?" The kit confidently responded
"I can smash him to pieces!I bash and crash and hurt him till he cries!I'll......I'll...."the young kit let out a yawn. "Do that right after bed...."The kit went to sleep.Sarutail walked away, chuckeling."Make Tigerstar cry..."(this is one example)
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Tanglekit looked around. He was bored, and wanted someone to play with. Then he saw two little she-kits playing around in the nursery. "Hey! Fernkit! Foxkit! Wanna play with me?" he shouted to his best friends. Fernkit looked at him with an eager look, but Foxkit wasn't so sure. "Come on, it'll be fun!"Tanglekit said. "Well...okay" and she walked over with Fernkit. Tanglekit almost drooled at the way Foxkit walked. So heavenly... so graceful, so...so..... "Tanglekit?" Foxkit asked. "Are you okay? You look funny." But Tanglekit was busy starring in her eyes. Her beautiful eyes.

My mother is Sarutail, an Eclipseclan queen
My father was Crescentface, an Eclipseclan Warrior
I have no other kin

[Codewords]
Poison Tears Crash Down

[sarutail]

crystalcloud said:

I know these are noob-ish questions, but I was wondering... If you're the only one who auditions, do you automaticly win? [My frien is planning on taking advantage of that.... ebil.] And if you try out for one clan kit but lose, can you use the same, *unmade* kit and audition for another? Or, could you create another kit? Or is it just 1 audition per person?

Okay,Kuri,I was just wondering!Besides!Tanglekit sounds best as an eclipseclan member!That's so mean

[KURI. (happy birfday to me :D)]

Sorry... And that was a long time ago...

Besides, I wrote frien. Are you my friend, or my frien? xD

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[sarutail]

Oh, I'm sorry! xD ....(never!what's a fien?)

[lonelylove :D]

Modified and Finished. Please read.

[they call me]
Petalkit


she-kit

[how long I have been alive]
5 moons


Serenityclan


Kit

[this is what I look like]
Petalkit is kind of small for her age. She has pure white fur. Her eyes are emerald colored. Her body was built little, and she is fragile. She has large paws and short fur. Her tail is long and plumy, on the other hand.

[this how I act]
Petalkit is quite bold. She acts like a leader around her siblings and other kits. She always seems to be happy. But the truth is, while she puts on a happy face with the clan, in the privacy of her mind, she cries. She cries when she thinks about how devestating it is that her father died. He had loved her in his fatherly way, and it hurt because he wasn't there anymore. She cries when she thinks about how devastated her mother is by her father's death. Despite the fact that Cherrysmoke hides it, Petalkit knows that she wants him back.

Lately, though, Petalkit has become quieter. She doesn't speak a lot around others. It's a dramatic change in her character that even she notices. It is suspected to be because of her father's death, but even she's not sure.

Also, she has become closer to her mother. It's weird. She never seems to want to hang out with her siblings anymore. She clings to her mother day and night. It's because she knows how sorrowful her mother is feeling. She is like the other leg to support on.

[my past]
Petalkit's history is short but not sweet. She was born to Cherrysmoke and Crescentgaze of Eclispeclan. Beside herself, there was Pansykit, Daisykit, and Moonkit. Her family was alright and pretty happy, until tragedy struck. Crescentgaze, her father, was killed. This pretty much took the wind out of Petalkit. She began to cling to her mother, and mourned her father's death behind everyone's back. Now her only hope is that she can become an apprentice soon - and that Starclan will finally look down on her family.

[watch me in action]
;;first person;;

I limped out of the nursery, my head drooped. Last night I dreamt about father. I see him, but he moves farther and farther away. And I can't call out to him, I can only watch him get farther away from us, our little family.
I straightened out my neck and fixed my posture. I didn't want anyone questioning my sad and broken air.
I sniffed the air, in search of mother. Lately, I've been clinging to her like a bur stuck to my pelt. I won't go away. Like me, Cherrysmoke hides her feelings from the world. At least mostly. Others don't need to know that she still mourns for the loss of my father. It would make her seem weak and....too emotional, I guess. I think that way, too. I'm very happy around the other clanners, but I'm still sad.
See, the others don't get it. They think kits can't feel mourning or tragedy at a young age. But they are wrong. Plus, some of them had simliar experiences when they were young, so they shouldn't be telling anybody about anything like that.
I was following my mother's scent (which led outside of camp), when a shadow covered me. I looked up to see.....Jasmineflower.
Jasmineflower is the deputy of Serenityclan. But she is really quiet though. She never talks a lot. Once I asked her why, and she said it was because of some experiences she had at a young age.
Jasmineflower greeted me with a smile.

Why, hello there, Petalkit. How are you today?

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I gaze her a bright smile, almost too bright.

Just fine, Jasmineflower. I was just looking for my mother. Do you happen to know where she is?[/color]

Jasmineflower shook her head. She bent down and out her muzzle next to my ear.

Can I talk to you for a moment?[/color]

I had no idea what she wanted to talk about. So I just nodded.
She motioned for me to go through the ferns behind the nursery. I pushed through the fronds to a small, cleared-out area perfect for having conversations that you had no idea about.
She sat down across from me and sighed. We stayed like that for a few minutes before she spoke.

Petalkit, I just have a few questions about...you.[/color]

I just nodded.

Well, first of all, I would like to know why you always hang out with your mother. It seems that you do it constantly, and you never play with your siblings anymore.[/color]

I gulpped loudly. Why did she have to talk about this?

....Honestly? I hang around with my mother because it seems that she is still mourning for my father. I supposed she needed someone to help her around, someone who knows how she feels. I know what your thinking, she doesn't seem to be very public about her feelings, but I know it, because I can feel it.[/color]

Jasmineflower nodded slowly.

Uh huh. But well, what about you? How do you feel about your father's death?[/color]

Something inside me cracked. Jasmineflower had just asked the question she wasn't supposed to ask. The question where I was supposed to burst out all my feelings in a whiny voice while I was crying. When she was supposed to comfort me while I told her how sad and lonely I was. When I was supposed to tell her how scary last night's dream was.
But I didn't want to. Did I really want to tell her everything? No.
Instead of showing my rising panic, I gave her cold smile. (Gosh, I didn't know I was capable of giving her a cold smile, me being a kit and all.)

Me? How do I feel? Well...I'm over it. I mean, don't get me wrong, I wish he was still here. But...Starclan can take whomever they want whenever they want to.[/color]

I shrugged. Such lies. But I had to.

I guess that was all you wanted to talk about. I should probably go look for my mother. Good day.[/color]

And before Jasmineflower could protest, I slipped through the ferns and ran away.

[my broken family]
mother; Cherrysmoke
father; Crescentgaze -dead-
sisters; Pansykit, Daisykit
brother; Moonkit

[the magic words]
Poison Tears Crash Down[/center][/size]

[SHADE. :D]

Okay, I've chosen the CloudClan and SerenityClan kits. Crystalkit wins for CloudClan, and Moonkit wins for SerenityClan. ^_^

[KURI. (happy birfday to me :D)]

Yays!
So do I re-post my bio in the Sign-Ups? Phwee, I'm so giddy!

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[sarutail]

what about me? _ _
^

[sarutail]

Crystalcloud won by default!No fair!<(\/)>
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When are the Eclipseclan auditions over?

[SHADE. :D]

Because she was the only person to audition for CloudClan, and her biography was good. They'll finish soon enough.

[sarutail]

Ugh...My smoke dectector keeps going off for no reason......I can wait. I hope.
Is my bio good? I lack self-confidence

[trissea]

(Muhahah, here comes Blackman to save the day with an audition for EclipseClan, therefore adding tension to the souls of all that wait to see who will win: Sarutail or Blackman?))

They called me: Mottledkit

I'm built a: femme

I'm as old as: 3 moons

I allign: EclipseClan

Where I am a: Kit

I am a calico:

I have a mottled coat with many shades of different colors. Black, brown, white, and ginger live together on my harmonious pelt. My build is small and thin, but not really small, more stick-like. I am no smaller than the other kits, but I am faster and usually smarter. My thin legsg are strong but clumsy, and my tail is a stub from a ghost of my past. I have strange eyes that set off my entire appearance, being amber, almost the color of the ginger spots on my hide. It makes me look non-living, like a statue. Sometimes, you can imagine I am a statue. I am usually still and don't play much, for my eyes don't really see too well. This is also a curse from my woeful past. But my ears, starply angled and quite big, have develped and I can hear and smell better than any kit, and most apprentinces. Of course, I am different. Of course, I am mocked.

Who I Really am: I have a fantasy, a dream, a delusion. I wish that I would be accepted as any other kit. That I could play and stalk like the others, that I blended in like the others. But no. I am, as the elders say, "Atypical" or "something else". I am distinct in my intellegince, my ability to comprehend and value the life I live, and my sharpened senses. The other kits envy me, for the elders talk to me as if I am a warrior already. My foster mum is always worried for me, and never lets me do anything besides chores for the elders, which I am always keen to do in case they will tell me a yarn of the older Clan days. I never mingle with the apprentices or warriors like the other kits do, for I am afraid. Afraid to be mocked like the kits and their parents do. My color is fully amazing. At least, this is what my mum says. I think its repulsiive, and I wish to be stiking, or at least charming. I cannot speak too well, although I manage to utter enough to understand. I am a quick, logical thinker and I love to talk. At least, when someone can understand me. I don't speak well because I am nervous. If I had no fear I would surely talk much more, and be bold. But that is a load of mouse dung, because I am too different. And to some cats, different is scary. I can't say I blame them.



Past:

I was born to a mother who hated the color I was. She tried to kill me moments after she licked me clean, but my father caught her at it and instaed, as an accident, killed her. I was shocked. She had managed to cut me up pretty badly, including my tail, which was barely there anymore. The medicine cat took it off and for a whole moon I couldn't move. Then, a new problem arose.

My father suddenly realized why my mother had tried to kill me. He was desprate. In a dream she found him. With obvious reproach, she broke the bodn with him they'd always had, declaring she'd never welcome him in StarClan unless he did what she'd have done: kill me. I didn't know this until he snuck me out of the Mecidine cat's den and tried to rip my eyes out of my skull. Another cat cauhgt him moments into it and I wasn't too badly hurt. But my eyes would never fully recover. I had a misty feeling in both, and often, things would go suddenly blurry. The medicine cat says I will grow out of it, and as I grow, it does get better. Now the mistyness is gone and I only get blurry when I really concentrate, but I still can't see as well as the other cats can. Especially at night.

In Character: The small she-kit crouched in the medicine cat's den, half asleep. Her father suddenly appeared in the den' s opening, silently. He would keep his oath to Wheatfur, his dead mate. He would have to kill his own daughter. He slunk noiselessly along the side of the den, until he was in front of the calico. "Mottledkit? Wake up, I have to tell you something. Come, follow me, dear." Mottledkit awoke with a start, and, mutely, nodded. She trusted her father, but this had to be critical for him to wake her before dawn.


Behind the den, he stared up at the sky. "Whatcha looking at, Dad?" The little kit asked, eyes widening. With a voice that spoke of the signifigance of the situation, the father cat mewed, "Your mother." She gulped, rembering the night so ghastly, when her mother had tried to kill her. She tilted her head, and in a lovely, lilting voice, questioned the handsome tom. "Dad, why did mum try to destroy me? The elders say she was spiritually disturbed." The tomcat, shocked by his own kit's knowledge and extensive vocabulary, shook his head sadly. "No, Mottledkit, there was nothing wrong with her. She tried to kill you because she didn't want you to be mocked for your.. atypical colouring." Mottledkit nodded sadly. "I see. She hated me" The father cat looked over at her, clearly astonished. "No! She loved you! You were the only kit not born still-born! She just wanted you to die with pride and freedom, not with mockery and injustice. And I-"

There was a phisically painful pause, and a lump formed in Greenfur's throat. Mottledkit shriveled against the ground, eyes growing larger. "I suffer the same thoughts, Mottledkit. You do not understand; you are too young. Mottledkit, I love you. Always know that. But because I love you so-" He stood, stroking her muzzle gently with his tail. "I will habe to.. let you go." He stopped, noting the puzzled expression on Mottledkit's face as she began to fear her own father. "I've told you that I love you, and now...now I have to kill you." Mottledkit squealed in terror, a sudden memory of her mother's claws raking into her fur. She looked back at her stub of a tail, and then looke back up at her father, whose eyes glinted in passion and grief. "No... NO, father, Please!" She screamed, but to no avail. He shook his head despondently. "I'm sorry, Mottledkit, really, I am. Its for the best." Mottledkit stared up at him dejectedly as he heaved a huge paw into the air above her head. He released his deadly claws, and Mottledkit let free a fur-raising screech. Suddenly, a queen called Littleheart appeared, eyes huge with concern. They went even bigger in shock as the huge tom's mae-like claw fell on Mottledkit's head, nearly crushing it. She let a weaker, shriller squeal of pain. Greenfur, her father, said finally; "I have to do this. I really am sorry, Mottledkit... in StarClan you will understand.[/b]" Then a void, a chasm of warm, welcoming darkness overtook her, and she remembered no more.[/color]

Relationships/Kin: STARCLAN:

Hazelfoot;mother
Greenfur; father
Whitekit; sibling
Maskedkit; sibling

EclipseClan:

Littleheart; foster mum
Yewkit; best friend.

Other: Gah, Museless. That post sucked, but it has to do I suppose. I'll need someone to make Yewkit, though.


Codewords: Poison Tears Crash Down

[sarutail]

DANG!I'm going to lose. The world hates me. Why me? If I don't win...... Ugh....... I'll call Sarah Hostagepaw and slap her and maybe never even speak to her again! Why? Because when the world hates you, you gotta hate the world. And yes, you can quote that if you give me credit.... mehe

[trissea]

You had a great bio! We are EVENLY matched, Sarutail. EVENLY. Nice quote, though!

[[xoxo] shard. :)]

LYK OMG. -faints-

-people stare bizarrely-

[trissea]

Ooookay, Shardkit has lost her marbles!

- drops bucket of water on toe-

OW!

-pick up bucket and pour it on Shardkit-

[[xoxo] shard. :)]

-screams- BUT I'M ALLERGIC TO APPLESAUCE! Nuh-uh.

[trissea]

Okay.. that was random...

I don't even like applesauce!

[SHADE. :D]

Applesauce? =P

Okay, the time has come to decide... -drumroll- Dramatic music, please. -dramatic music-

First of all, both the biographies were really, really good, and I only decided by one tiny thing. ^^ And the winner is...
Blackman. ^^ Congratulations. Sarutail - why don't you go for the deputy of the Tribe..?

[trissea]

Please, please PLEASE go for deputy, Saru!! I need you!

And... thank yous soooo much!!!!!!!!! I was totally hoping for that with every bitof me!