CloudClan Meddie Cat Apprentice. <3

[SHADE. :D]

Dragonflydance is one of the oldest medicine cat's, but she's the only one without an apprentice. xDD I know several people are interested in the position, so I've decided the only way to settle it is auditions. Usual rules, use the normal biography form, etc, etc. POst your biographies here, of course.

Good luck, and may the best kitty win! =D

[icestorm]

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Name: Cherrypaw!
Gender: She-cat
Age: 6 moons
Clan: CloudClan
Rank: medicine cat apprentice?
Looks: As her name states, Cherrypaw has a dark red pelt, like a Cherry.
She has very slight dark brown stripes that slink and reach up into her tabby M.
The stripes on her legs are more visible, looking like three black rings on each leg.
Her paws are the same red as her body, reaching down into her long curved black claws.
She's of normal build, with normal length fur.
Although, she has well toned muscles and a powerful jaw.
Her eyes are a deep, sea blue, completely clashing with the rest of her pelt.
Some say they look as if they can see straight through to the soul.
She usually has a blank stare in her eyes, no one knows why, but sometimes she'll get flashes of her past that come back to her. Flashes she doesn't want to remember.
If the light hits her pelt in a way, it can send a beautiful shimmer across her pelt, making it look like she's on fire.
Her head is the perfect shape for her breed. A little round, with slight curve above her eyes.
Her ears reach up high over her head. She grew into them early, so she looks quite mature for her age. Her body is lean, well muscled and angular. She feels, deep inside, that she gets it fro her father, and her eyes from her mother.
Her muzzle curves nicely. It starts off long and then reaches to a slight curve at the nose, tipped with fine, black whiskers.
Actions: Cherrypaw is a fun loving she-cat, who is always the first to race into the clearing to feel the warm sun melt into her fur.
She's a morning person, and gets tired easily.
Cherrypaw loves to hunt and play, and sometimes that can get in the way of her training.
She loves attention, and can do almost anything to get it.
As a kit, Cherrypaw suffered a trauma that as affected her life brutally. Every so often she shuts up and goes completely still.
Dragonflydance figured it was just from her trauma, and if something set it off, she would remember it.
She has a horrible fear of dogs, however small.
When she's happy, you can normally her her eyes spark a little. But just a little. She barely portrays any emotion, so when she does it's a big thing.
It's easier to tell when she's sad or angry.
When she's angry, she's usually all up in the other cats face.
She'll go on a rant about what they're doing wrong, and what they need, not should, need to do to improve it. And if it's not right, then she'll usually storm off in a fit of rage to the Medicine Cats den.
When she's sad, she cries.
But she's never cried out loud, and she can't figure out why.
When she's sad, her stomach goes into a knot and she can barely speak.
Her tail will droop and her pelt will lose it's familliar shimmer.
Sometimes at night, tears flow out of her eyes, for no reason.
She figured it was linked to her memories, and the affect they had on her life.
Past:
x.Her Story.x
In the middle of the night, about three moons ago, a red tabby she-kit staggered into the midst of the CloudClan camp with blood freely flowing from her head, above her eyes.
She looked into the faces of what seemed like Millions of unrecognizable Cats.
With out a sound, she collapsed on the hard, cold earth, half dead.
Half a moon passed when she finally awoke in the Medicine Cats den.
With the same glazed look, she answered the questions the Medicine Cat asked her.
Her name, where she was from, what had happened.
When she tried to remember, all the could remember was pain and suffering, and then she would stop, when nothing came back to her, she realized that she didn't want to.
She would sit in the Medicine Cats den and close her eyes. Listening, smelling. It calmed her, the smell of herbs.
She felt like this could be her life.
In Character: (The IC of when she stumbled into the Clan)
In the dark, rain splattered against a cat with a red pelt and glistening blue eyes.
But you wouldn't be able to see those eyes from all the blood pouring into them.
She ran, no, definitely not ran, she staggered into a clearing.
But what sort of Clearing was this? it smelled so strangely, and it's filled with cats!
She looked around, tail between her legs as she scanned the terrified, disgusted and pained eyes of the surrounding faces.
And then, darkness fell again.
Relationships/Kin:
Mentor: Dragonflydance (Hopefully).
Parents: Unknown.
Friends: None Yet.
Siblings: Unknown.
Other: Nothing really... except I have a good little Mini-plot for her later.
Poison Tears Crash Down.

[lycan]

Name: Starpaw
Gender: Tom
Age: 6 Moons
Clan: Cloudclan (duh)
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice?
Looks: Starpaw is a deep obsidian black tomcat whose short fur is tipped in icy white that seems to resemble falling stars in the twilight sky.
The tom's ears are slightly longer than the usual cat's, much like those of a bat. His eyes are pure silver, like two round moons that reflect his inner-most emotions. His muzzle is a soft, lacy white color, as are his paws and chest. His tail-tip ends in a soft blueish-white patch, like a lantern in the inky darkness.
His features are soft and evenly angled, almost perfectly semetrical. His build is rather scrawny, but that doesn't seem to bother him much, he thinks nothing of it due to the fact he's 'blind'.
Actions: Starpaw is a bright young tom with a never-ending curiosity that will supply him with an endless flow of questions. He's an eager-learner and hopes to be the best of the best at whatever his path leads him to. He's also rather judgemental and sometimes very narrow-minded. He's quick to judge and if he doesn't take a shine to you then he'll make it known ASAP. Swift with his insults and retaliating remarks towards what's right (or, what he thinks is right, which is more than oftenly the case), this little tomcat is a ball of annoying mixed with a fiery temper. Starpaw is quick to resort to extreme measures with just about everything.
Aside from this, deep in the far corners of his mind, he never wanted to be a medicine cat apprentice, he wanted to be a warrior. This however wasn't in his fate and he's decided he must accept it, no matter how hard it is.
Relationships/Kin: Unknown
Other: Starpaw is--to some degree--blind. By this I mean he can see auras, the colored energy around the being, but nothing else. He knows his clanmates through colors and objects by scents as well as the soft click he makes when it rains or snows. This click is vital when it is abnormally wet outside. This is because the scents are often masked by the presence of water Because his vision is basically useless, his hearing is rather sensitive. Battle cries cause momentary deafness, meowing is like yelling to him. What is hardest for him is thunder storms. Their loud noise makes him sick and often send him into shock. This is his only major downfall in the way he tries to lead his life.

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[ivy]

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Name: Cloverpaw

Gender: She-cat

Age: 8 Moons

Clan: CloudClan

Rank:Medicine cat apprentice

Looks: Cloverpaw has a very nice pelt, it's a mixture of a faded gray and some orange but very light orange. Her fur is not to short and not to long; medium. She has gorgeous green eyes with a tint a grayness, her eyes are pretty big to. Now, her legs are not so long they're pretty short but her paws are a bit big and so are her claws. She has a very slender thin tail with a white dot at the very tip. I wouldn't call her sexy, but she is very pretty, Even tough she has a small body.

Actions: Cloverpaw is a very gentle person, she loves chatting with people. She barely get angry unless you get on her nerves but who would? She always has a smile on her face, and loves helping the Medicine cat and thats how she chose the way as a Medicine cat apprentice. But sometimes she could get very secretive and mysterious. But she is very ope when you need her help, she would even help cats from another clan if they would Let her. She could get irritated when she can't find the herbs she needs the most. Cloverpaw was totally born to be a Medicine cat, she is very patient, good memorizer and doesn't mind blood and lots for she wants to help cats in need.

Past: {Kithood}
Cloverpaw's birth was very hard for her mother for some reason, she was the second one born but the rest of her siblings all died at birth except Sunpaw and her. Her poor mother died after giving birth to all the kits and her father...well he killed himself he missed Cloverpaws mother way to much, so a queen in the nursery adopted them who soon died to.

When Cloverpaw was a kit she was very active she would run around the whole camp playing with her brother, Sunpaw. They would get in so much mischief that now one even tried to stop them because it would never work.

{Aprenticehood}
A moon before her and her brother became apprentices, Sunkit died from greencough. And thats what made her beg the Medicine cat to be her apprentice, sometimes she wishes she could've done something but no she couldn't. She was named Cloverpaw now, Medicine cat apprentice.

At first when she chose to be Dragonflydance's apprentice she was a bit uneasy, but everything went smooth because her mentor was very nice. Dragongflydance was very was a very understanding person if Cloverpaw was getting confused or something then Dragonflydance would do everything she can to help her.

In Character: Cloverpaw was in the medicine den sorting out all the herbs. " Burdock rout...check, thyme...check, Poppyseeds...check." She was going on and on like this until all the herbs were present.

" Ok now, I'm hungry." She walked out of the den and picked a mouse for herself. She gulped it down in ravenous bites, she hadn't eaten in days. When she was finished she sat there waiting, watching for something to happen, if you wanted to be a good medicine cat you have to have allot of patience. Today seemed like everything would be okey, hopefully. She stared at the blue sky it promised a beautiful day, lets hope it keeps it's promise.

Relationships/Kin: All have died.

Codewords: Poison/tears/crash/down

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[all out JINX ♥]

<sup>-The Reincarnation Of A Rogue-

Is this my real name?-
Rainpaw
Is this really me?-
she-cat
Am I really this old?-
6 moons
Is this my real home?-
Cloudclan
Did Starclan really put me here?-
medicine cat apprentice
Are these my real looks?-
pelt;
This she-cat's pelt isn't anything near ordinary. Her paws were made a glowing white that looked like there could be sparkles on them with perfectly curved silver claws. Her long legs are a glowing silver with sharp pointed glowing black stipes, the fur there is sparkley and long. Her pelt is glowing almost silver-white, which is a very light silver. Perfectly shaped black stripes run down her pelt in a pattern of sharp pointed black. The stripes are in a pattern of small, bigger, small, bigger, as the pattern of black gets to the middle of her pelt, by her stomach, that stripes almost touch her belly. Speaking of her belly, the fur here is a fairydust white with every strand of fur longer or shorter then the other, never the same size. The fur on her tail looks like the feathers of a newly born baby chicken, the feather-like fur is that same silver with black rings that do not connect. The rings stop at the sides, taking a rest and still half way to go, the tip of her tail is the fairydust white that's on her paws and belly. Her chest is also fairydust white, only raising to about under the chin. Her head doesn't have one white hair on it, it's compeletly silver with sharp pointed stripes. Her muzzle is the silver-white that I said looked like a very light silver, holdind sharp rows of ivory colored teeth. Her nose is pure black with the perfect outline of silver around it. Her ears are black-silver, which is a very dark silver. Her whiskers are regular silver with just a few strands of black in it. Her last feature is the white scar from her ear, across her beautiful left eye, and down to the end of her nose.
build;
This beautiful she-cat's body looks like it's not made to fight. Her paws are a smaller size then what they should be. She has long fragile looking legs, but that doesn't mean there fragile. Her legs are really powerful, one swipe could send a loner cat fleeing. The body under her pelt is also muscular, but on the outside it looks like the she-cat hasn't eaten at all that day. Her pelt sticks to every rib on her body, making them show under her long pelt. Her feathery tail is very long, almost the size of her body. Her head is the shape of a triangle, with sharp looking ears sitting on top. Her jaws are very strong, but not as strong as a warrior's would be.
eyes;
This she-cats eyes are the most terriffing feature is her eyes. Around the outside of them is a dark ice-blue that streams down in small lines to the pupal. She has thin silver streaks running through her eyes, the silver goes to outline the outside of the pupal. The rest of her eyes are a beautiful light blue that looks like ice. In her eyes when she changes emotion is always intense or blank then go to either happy, confused, or angry.
Is this really what I am?-
Rogueclaw;
This former warrior is kind and is always willing to help others. She is quiet and fast, she loves to run around on her own. Her past was very mysterious, nobody knows if she ever got over it. She always seemed to disappear and appear at the wrong time. She loves to look at the moon and stand in the rain. She was a very short-tempered she-cat, if others snapped at her she would have snapped back. Her voice was like rain falling from the sky, she was always gentle with kits and elders. After she had gone to Starclan she was always sad, she wanted to see her sister again.
Fadepaw;
This former apprentice was known for her voice, it was soft like kits fur and smooth like honey. She was very talkative and loved to roam. Her hyperness never got her in trouble because she was always so sweet and innocent. She was always kind to others and hated it when she had to scold a younger cat then her. She was always very curious She was almost the perfect mother-figure to everyone.
Rainpaw;
This reincarnation got her love for others from both the former Eclipseclanner and Cloudclanner. But her soft spot for kits, the wounded and the sick came from Fadepaw. Her beautiful voice came from both she-cats, it was soft like kits fur but sounded like rain pouring down. Her love of herbs and desire came from her own personality. Sometimes when she's alone her personality switchs to that of Rogueclaw or Fadepaw. She is also a very good herb finder and loves to watch ceremonies for new warriors or new apprentices. She got her love of rain and the night from the former warrioress, and she got her innocents and curiousity from the former apprentice. The personality she got from herself, Rogueclaw, and Fadepaw was to love and protect the clan even if it ment death.
Is that what happened to me?-
When Rainpaw was never born as Rainkit, she was born as Fadekit to Fadepaw. She was happy to be alive and loved to talk, all you would here from her was her voice. After she had become an apprentice she almost died. Her throat had closed up and she couldn't breathe. The weirdest part of her sickness was that her pelt had been Russian blue and her eyes sapphire blue, after Dragonflydance saved her with Coltsfoot and Juniper berries her pelt became the way it is now as well as her eyes. She had aged more but in the wrong direction. Before any of this happened Rainpaw's mother had died mysteriously. She forgot completely of who or what had happened in her previous life, no one would speak anything of it. All she knew was that she had been reincarnated from an Eclipseclanner who had been attacked by a fox. She was known as Rogueclaw. As Rainpaw grew other clans thought she was Rogueclaw's last kit. Rainkit really wasn't even related to the silver she-cat in any way. She hated everyone looking at her weirdly, and always hung around in the medicine cats den. She was always asking Dragonflydance about the herbs she used and what they were used for. She always looked up to Dragonflydance, no matter how much she looked like the dead Eclipseclanner the old Medicine cat accepted her for who she was on the inside. On the day of her apprentice ceremony she was granted the best privilege ever, the honor of becoming Dragonflydance's apprentice. Ever since then Rainpaw has been working very hard and is still very proud to be Dragonflydance's apprentice. Now that she was with who she thought was the best cat in the clan, she has to figure out of who she was before. All Rainpaw wants to know is... who am I?
Is this how I play?-
Everything was dark, except for the always full moon. The darkness was always expected, even when it was day below. the faded trees and grass sat on top of the clouds that was used for ground. Everything always seemed peaceful... peaceful and quite. Nothing was loud... even the breeze made little sound as it circled everything in it's path. The only scary part of the quite is you never hear someone come until you hear their faint whisper.

A silver form always watched the apprentice, above or below. Her scared muzzle twitched with a smile as she watched the apprentice die. Her black stripes shone with light, and her white paws, chest, and tail tip glowed unreal. The rest of her silver pelt was like a star with silver aura glowing around her. Her silver-white wings were stretched out above her. Blood peircing ice-blue eyes seemed to glow fantasticly, they watched the dying apprentice below. "I can't belive you Rogueclaw! Do you really think that you could just watch Fadepaw die and then take over the body when the spirit leaves?!" A disbelieving screech came from behind Rogueclaw. "It's not like you never wanted to live again... don't you want to see your sister again Soulfur?" The pretty silver she-cat sneered back with annoyance flat in her voice. She looked back at the gray and white tom, her eyes full of wonder. "I just want to see my sister again, without filling her eyes with sadness when I vist her in dreams." Soulfur blinked his blue eyes. "I still think your doing something that you'll regret...." He looked down the hole that Rogueclaw had formed for her transfor, Soulfur shook his head in sadness. "Let's just keep this between you and me ok..." Rogueclaw started to vanish as she saw that the spirit had left the body. She slowly slid through the hole and made her way quickly to the lifeless body. As she slid her spirit into the new body, everything was getting smaller even the body was. Rogueclaw let out a screech of horror and pain... is this the end of me?

"Rainpaw get me some Poppy seeds for Silentraven... he can't sleep!" The tall silver apprentice lirted her head after a dreamless sleep. Dragonflydance had called to her from outside of the den. Rainpaw quickly got up and ran for the place where they kept herbs. She knew right where everything was and picked out the Poppy seeds with barley a glance. She sprinted to her mentor's side quickly, a restless Whisperwind stood infront of Dragonflydance. "Here you go Whisperwind... since your a warrior take 3... that will help you get a good night's rest" Rainpaw watched as Dragonflydance padded off with a proud smile. "Hey thanks kid" The gray tom licked up the small black seeds and padded back to the warriors den. Rainpaw looked up at the full moon with beautiful ice-blue eyes. She felt like she knew every inch of the sky Starclan walked. Her eyes flashed "I will find you some day Rippedear..." The voice that came from her mouth wasn't hers, it was ghostly and beautiful. "Rainpaw come to bed we have herb gathering in the morning!" Dragonflydance's call made Rainpaw go back to her orignal self. "Coming".
Is this my real family?-
Fadepaw's mother- Glazevein[deceased]
Fadepaw's father- Knightcross[deceased]
Rainpaw's mother- Clawwind
Rainpaw's father- Lightningtail [deceased]
Fadepaw's brother- Blackleaf [deceased]
mentor- Dragonflydance
I don't know anymore...-
none
Who am I?-
Poison Tears Crash _Down</sup>

[lonelylove :D]

I'm gonna try out, but I can't post it until Thursday. Sorry!

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[ivy]

-Gasp- Oh my god! Rogue, thats good...-runs to edit Cloverpaw's bio- XD

[all out JINX ♥]

_{thank you Ivy, but I think there's still some that should be added to actions...}

[blair]

name

Cometpaw
kom-it

definition

noun astronomy; a celestial body moving about the sun, usually in a highly eccentric orbit, consisting of a central mass surrounded by an envelope of dust and gas that may form a tail that streams away from the sun.

from; www.dictionary.com

gender

She-cat

age

6 moons

clan

CloudClan

rank

Apprentice, Medicine cat

looks

Even in the nursery, this little she-cat made toms hearts flutter. Her complexion is quite lovely, that used to and still may make some she-cats jealous, with feathers of light brown carefully crafted onto her chest, stomach, and on her tail. The main colors of her are made up of different shades of grays, usually darker gray stripes overlapping light gray, through out her face and the areas around her muzzle and optics is almost a brown, reddish color of a fox, to a snowy, almost white very light brown. Her almost transparent, white whiskers are longer than the average she-cats, and never curling, making her appearance look striking and always drawing attention from the elegant feathers on her bod to her face immediately. Her tail is really something, it's almost ashen black with the detailing of the light brown feathers, and it curls magnificently unlike most she-cats with the light, thin tails before you dance upon her eyes and fall in love with the soft, soft amber coated with leafy green just around her pupils, which usually remain in a thin slit, no matter her mood. Her body frame on the average is the size, when full grown, of an average she-cat, though one could easily say she is a little bit on the petite side. Like all cats, she has noticeable muscles though hers are not as [when full grown, of course] adapted and strong as a warrior whom battle trains or fights, though her thin frame and unusually small paws, in contrary what most cats might think with her thick fur making her frame look large, a quick runner.

actions

Though most toms will, or could, gaze at her with dancing orbs for an hour Comet will only notice... well, anything for that matter, when she feels like it. Her attention is completely absorbed into whatever she is doing, though making it sometimes difficult to communicate with her thoroughly, unless of course she feels like paying attention to you, she will devote herself to one thing, forgetting most of the time, everything else around her or current emotions. During these times she almost seems emotionless, and sometimes she seems to go around a little blank-like she really isn't sure why she's here, or what she's supposed to do-blandly thinking about her life, and her purpose here. Sometimes whilst in these modes, if someone approaches her-with a problem, needing a herb, or something-she'll attack them with hissing mews before apologizing, and breaking herself down usually making herself feel worse than the cat whom she had hurt. Although many toms may try to get close to her, Comet will loyally decline with her full heart, sometimes having not even noticing them much before, and not having much friends with her declined acceptance of much cats, and her almost bubble constantly surrounding her. Although many times she may seem depressed, or mad at herself, she's just being 'Comet', in means of constantly thinking things out and finding out every possible outcome of every situation, to a smile coming from her face with the radiant joy of lives little pleasures, before seeming to go from there to being thoughtful and quiet, sometimes she feels or seems to just disappear into the background, or may stare familiarly into the distance with blurry orbs as if she'd rather be part of a daydream than the present situation.

past

Poor mommy, poor daddy... they where such loyal Cloudclan'ners, whom met each other when they where kits. My mommy looked like me, though my father had my personalty and always watched her from afar, into when they where apprentices, and she had many other tom-followers. Although they got trained together often, because my daddy Lightning'paw' wouldn't bother Tulip'paw' much like other toms, they never really warmed to each other to a fatal day hunting. My mommy and daddy where hunting with each other, as well as two other toms who almost fought each other to go along-willing to spend any silly moment to tickle this she cat into love with themselves-I never really understood that bit. Anyways, there hunt went fine, the other two toms displaying their catches to my mommy, the usual stuff, as she politely admired them. It almost seemed like even StarClan was tired of this was my as Tulipmaple, and decided a test of the fittest, or perhaps a test to show who was truly the right mate for my mommy. Back then badgers where a big problem in all clans, and one "lucky" badger was chosen to play extra special attention to my mommy, though right when my daddy pounced in defense, trying to scare the badger by performing one of the battle movements the two cats happened to learn together... well, the badger, from what my mommy told me, kind of disappeared, like a member of StarClan visiting us. The other toms? Well... they didn't even move to protect Tulipmaple, my mommy oddly, I guess they treasured their owns lives more than hers, not true love, I 'spose.

Love fell to love, and they decided to have kits... and when the precious moment came for her to have kits, the spirit of Thunderstrike appeared beside the already paniked she-cat, now frightened at the prospect of her dead mate. He died of an attack from an badger oddly enough, but chose Cometkit's name, leaving Sunkit's name chosen by Tulipmaple. Cometkit was born a strong healthy runt to the comparable 'older' sibling Sunkit, weak and expected unable to live. Dragonflydance spent the first few days in there, before supplying a few herbs to give to the hopeful mother, and for the mother to give for the still weak kit, the next time she came back was when the two little youngsters revealed their darling little orbs. Sunkit had the striking appearance of his fathers, and the elders murmured at the sight of him ((Stomach ache, not done yet))

in character

notdoneyet

relationships/kin

Mother dearest Tulipmaple [old age;dead]
Father dearest Lightningstrike [murdered]
Brother forever Sunkit [dead]
Adopted sister Skysteps [unknown]
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Life mentor Dragonflydance [cloudclan]

other
comet's pictures

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And... She's got a bit of a mini-plot planned around her. Not much though, but sort of interesting.

codewords

Poison Tears Crash Down
on me...

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[all out JINX ♥]

_{I'm still not satisfied with my bio. yet... it's missing things but I don't know what...}

[the CORB.inator]

Name: Robin [Robinpaw][Robinwing]

Gender: Female

Age: 6 moons

Clan: Cloudclan

Rank: Apprentice [Hopefully Meddie Cat Apprentice]

Looks: A small cat stalks the night, looking for prey. The cat carries sparkling emerald eyes soft with mirth. A waterfall of brown and a mixture of persimmon and pumpkin colours fall down from her head and stream out onto her back. The cat has a creamy underbelly with downy fur. She stands tall and proud, even though most cats look down to her. This cat’s silky fur reminds you of a cloud, soft and fluffy. Many friends like to lay their head on her side like she is a pillow. Her paws carry Brier like claws, able to cut through skin easily. The femme a slender and petite femme has tufts of lynx like fur stick out of her ears and white whiskers lengthy and thin. The cat with the pink little button nose is the one and only, Robin.

Actions:Robin is a friendly and gay she-cat. Almost everyone loves her, because she is so easy to get along with. She hardly ever gets mad and is just a fun and easy going cat. Robin when she was little did not play a lot with the other kittens. She was oddly different, how she was so serious . She is quiet at times, and likes to look at the night stars. She has a peculiar knowledge of the stars and what not, some believe it has to do where she was from. Robinkit likes going on adventures and messing around with her friends. Some cats call her a prodigy, for her very high intelligence and how she thinks in great depth. Robin does not like violence, therefor she tries solving problems and feuds. Robin is very optimistic always looking to the better of even the worse. She is a counselor to many of her friends, giving her helpful advice. Robin has always dreamed of being a healer, because another one of her abilities is her knowledge of diseases and their cures.

Past: Miles away from the clans of the Black River Forest, there lives an old twoleg couple who own a farm. In the barn, lives a "tribe" of cats called the Star Gazers. These cats are skilled in their knowledge of the stars and astronomy. They are also known for their intelligence. Star Gazers also speak both English and French. The way their home is set up is the cats live in two barns, which connect by a glass hallway which was used to bring the horses to the stable. In the main barn hay piles from each wall, and an attic which the cats love to chat about their day.The leader has his own cubby-home in an extra room that was used for tools. The healer has her den on top of one of the hay stacks. The resting barn was horse stalls, and all the cats sleep there. The Star Gazer’s way of life is set up differently than the clan cats. When you are born you live with the Mothers and when you are 7 moons you are assigned a role to play, either hunter, battle cat, or guard.

Holly and Onyx were mates of the Star Gazers. They had two children, one Pomme and the other Robin. They both had lived a good life, Robin hoping she would be the apprentice of the healer since she loved helping and healing cats. When a message came to the healer. It had told her that Robin had a special gift that they had wanted, and would kill to have her. Holly, Onyx, Cinnamon (the leader) and herself discussed this over, and came to the conclusion. She would venture out in search of the clans and stay with them, hopefully she would be safe from whatever was after her. And so with that, she said her farewells, and went off.

In Character: Night was emerging. Grey clouds crawled eerily over the sky. A storm was coming. In the distance the pitter patter sound of two young female cats could be heard. “You didn’t have to come with me Pomme,” One of the cats panted, “Mother and father may get worried.” The other meowed, “Why would I not go? This is the last time I probably will see you, anyway I want to make sure you get to the clans, safe.” The word safe stuck in the mottled sister’s head. Safe was only what she hoped would happen when she left her old home and run away to the clans of the forest. Shadows of trees grew larger, as the sun crept under the horizon and out of sight. Pomme meowed, “Robin this place is giving me the creeps.” Robin shook her head, this forest was rather strange. Both unknown and with the creaking of the oak trees and the wind howling in the forest, it made the fur on her back stick up. The pair of femmes quickened their pace. A thought floated in Robin’s mind, “Pomme, where will you stay after I find the clans,” She chuckled a bit (As much as one can laugh in a place thick with a ominous omen) “I can’t see you staying out in this place.” Pomme’s feet lifted her nearly a foot high, waves of terror flying off of her, for a crack of thunder had been summoned. “Hopefully,” Pomme said searching the never ending dark for any unseen things, “I will find a place not so, frightening as here.”

The pair of kin felt weary amongst this forest, Was this a good idea? Then she remembered the dreading thing that would kill her and her dear family if she had stayed with the Star Gazers. Fear pounded in her ears, the sound of a Great Owl hooting in a dead tree, the wind picking up almost so hard that you could barely walk. Thankfully they had the trees for shelter against the violent wind. A rain drop hit her nose, soon more drops of cold rain fell to the ground. The two pelted into the solemn night. Please Starclan let us get to a clan soon.

Relationships/Kin: [Mother] Holly [Father] Onyx [Sister] Pomme [Best friend] Papillion

Other: Uhmm… hai!

Codewords: Poison|Tears|Crash|Down

Sorry my past for Robin is not good, I had writers block and it’s very confusing how to describe Star Gazers way of life.

[lonelylove :D]

caught in the moment xx

i was blessed Thrushpaw
i was born a tom
how long, how long 10 moons
i stay loyal to Cloudclan
i rank as a medicine cat apprentice


look no farther than me

From a collection of feathers, Thrushpaw was created. Feathers of brown and feathers of black. Feathers of white and feathers of gray. All of this is arranged beautifully in the large frame named Thrushpaw. He’s not the size of a songbird, despite the name; he’s more bird of prey material, like a condor or a kestrel. His pelt is banded in black with dark brown being the main hue in his pelt. Off-white tones are set on his muzzle and dabbed on his face like flecks of paint.
While he has a delicate step, his elegant paws--colored black--are large and spaced out, like a duck’s foot, and are perfect for running on muddy ground.
Thrushpaw, altogether, is a rather large cat, composed of rolling shoulders, spine and hips, swaying tail, and graceful, arching neck and head.
Thrushpaw’s eyes are the hue of fresh soil, a beautiful brown color that gives the impression of great wisdom and religious piety. Oval and rimmed in a brown so dark it‘s black almost, Thrushpaw’s eyes are always alert and ready to go at any time. Finishing his pentagonal face is his crimson triangular nose that sits primly on a rounded muzzle flanked in extremely long whiskers.
From his head seeks his spine, rumbling down past his shoulders and hips to become a bob tail, which seems awkward compared to the rest of his massive body. It’s probably the size of his pointed ear, maybe more, and it resembles a rabbit’s cottontail, except that it’s completely black and covered in shaggy fur.

look inside of my mind, maybe you can figure it out

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Imagine a mess of string. It's all knotted up, a jumbled oblivion. That's what Thrushpaw's emotions are like. All tyed up, and almost impossible to unknot and sort out. As long as Thrushpaw has been alive, his emotions have stacked up, unsolved. Instead of trying to figure them out, he pushes them aside. And the knot grows bigger and tougher to undo.
Sometimes he's dead calm. He's not happy or mad, he's just calm. Someone could blow up in his face, and he would just blink and turn away.
Sometimes that knot of tangled emotions confronts Thrushpaw. He'll yell at almost anyone, or scream random things. Several times he was told off by Stormstar, that if he didn't calm down, he would be sent into exile. And Thrushpaw would shut up. But the emotions were always there, and always will be, until Thrushpaw takes some time and patience to unknot the tangle.

the past that is mine

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Poinsettabloom and Lionscreech grew up together, from kithood to both becoming warriors. As long as they had been best friends, it was obvious that they were going to end up together. When they finally become old enough, they started a family. Poinsettabloom bore Thrushpaw, his sister Deerpaw, and his brother Fogpaw. They were all very active in their first moons. Around the same time, a friend of Poinsettabloom's also had kits. And from that litter came Robinpaw, aka Thrushpaw's best friend. She was his everything. They hung out together, they got in trouble together. It seemed that they would have the same future as Thrushpaw's parents. But not so.
apprentice
Thrushpaw started out as a willing, hard-working apprentice. He and Robinpaw became the top apprentices, even topping the older ones that were almost ready to become warriors. His parents were super proud of him. Even though they didn't watch over him anymore, they paid more attention to Thrushpaw than Deerpaw or Fogpaw. Deerpaw didn't mind, because she didn't like being in the spotlight anyway. But Fogpaw was jealous of his brother. One night, Fogpaw cornered Thrushpaw and told him to lay off, or else. Thrushpaw refused to. Fogpaw threatened him again, then ran off. And the next day, Poinsettabloom was found dead. Her body was found not far from camp, abandonned in a tangle of thorns. Thrushpaw knew that Fogpaw had done this as punishment. [After this, Fogpaw was never seen again.] Thrushpaw became withdrawn. Robinpaw often tried to talk to him about it, but he wouldn't tell her anything. Sometimes, they would go out into the vast territory to scream at each other. But the always made up. Thrushpaw always said that he was going to get over it, but he never did. And then one time, he took the arguement too far.
Thrushpaw had started talking about how he knew his brother had killed Poinsettabloom. And Robinpaw started defending Fogpaw. That really pissed him off. He lashed out at
her. She struck back. That started a full-fledged fight. And when the battle was over, Robinpaw lay on the ground, battered and scratched all over. Thrushpaw knew he had gone waaaay too far. He ran back to camp, acting as if nothin had happened. No one figured out that he had killed her. He sobbed a lot when her body was found. No one found this suspicious, since they had been very close. But he was really crying because he killed her.
medicine cat apprentice
After Thrushpaw killed Robinpaw, he just stopped caring. He put no effort in his training, despite encouragement from everyone around him. Thrushpaw had thoughts of suicide running in his head. He became super-moody. Sometimes he was calm, sometimes he blew up at someone for no reason. He overheard his mentor talking to Stormstar about having Thrushpaw train for an extra moon become he was so far behind now. Thrushpaw became outraged. In his angry state, Dragonflydance, the medicine cat, found Thrushpaw and took him into her den. She had an in-depth talk with him, and he got all his feelings out to her. She seemed to know that Thrushpaw wasn't made to be a warrior or something, because the next day, Thrushpaw was asked to be Dragonflydance's apprentice. She said that he didn't seem happy as a warrior, and maybe tending to the needy in their clan would help keep his emotions in control. Thrushpaw warmed up to her, and said yes.
Since then, he has been training to become the next medicine cat apprentice for Cloudclan. While he still becomes moody from time to time, helping and learning other things than fighting have helped him a lot.


we are family
mother Poinsettabloom murdered
father Lionscreech
brother Fogpaw whereabouts unknown
sister Deerpaw


i whisper the magic words
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[ivy]

Wow. Now I don't stand a cance XD. Good luck everyone!

[lycan]

I hardly stand a chance either. XD

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[icestorm]

I don't think I'll get it... Even though Shade and I have a history, I'm new on the website, and newbies don't usually get it -_-

[all out JINX ♥]

_{there now I'm satisfied with my bio.... Ivy... Lycan... Cherry... don't ever say that please! Just because you don't think your bio. is good doesn't mean it won't win... and being a n00b has nothing to do with getting a high position Cherry. -says in wise stern voice-}

[icestorm]

lol. Thanks ^^
I'm just glad there's good competition...

[the CORB.inator]

I don't know if I'll win, but I think you all did good! Good luck everyone! =]

[icestorm]

yeah! GOOD LUCK EVERYONE!

[echo]

ooh this is exciting, I'm not going to try. Wow Shade I feel sorreh for you, 7 bio.s to pick from.

[SHADE. :D]

xD
Like Rogue says, it has nothing to do with being new. Newbie's have just as much chance.
The winner is Blair. ^^ Thanks to everyone who auditioned, and perhaps when Dragonflydance retires/dies, you can audition to be Blair's apprentice.

Thanks to everyone again!

[ivy]

Well can Cloverpaw be accepted as a regular apprentice? Congrats Blair!

[SHADE. :D]

Yup. ^^

[Spice..xx]

_{Wow, there was a really, and i mean it, really good turn out of bios. Well done everyone! And im glad i didnt have to decide, poor Shade xDD.}

[lycan]

Congrats, Blair!

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[the CORB.inator]

Aww =/ Better luck next time

And congrats Blair! Yours was really good *high fives*

[blair]

I was really confused, because I read from bottom to top on these things xD Of everyone saying congratulations.

Because. I was thinking I wasn't even done yett... D=
I had a stomach acheee D<

But that's awesome =D
>DD I'm very pleased with myself.

What's wierd though.
Cometpaw started out as Tulippaw.
Cometpaw came to me when I was sleeping x3

'Cause I didn't like Tulippaw much.

Anyways. Thanks =D
Congratualtions to everyone else,
and when the time comes,
I hope all of you audition to be Comet'ties apprentice.

[icestorm]

congrats ^^

[all out JINX ♥]

_{congratulations Blair ;D}

[x.Jolly.x]

^{Congratulations, Blair!}