brightclan deputy, sh'yaa.

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

Okay, after debating over who my new deputy's going to be for a while, I've decided to hold auditions. Use the biography form as usual and try your best.

By the way, the best bio won't always win (I'm still expecting a good bio, though! x3). I'm going to choose my deputy partly by deciding how dedicated you are as a member - this is mostly so that everyone who wants a shot at deputy has a fair chance and you won't be ruled out just because you don't have manhy BrightClanners. :3

Bon chance!

[&&rhythmic]

going to try out wit my precious topazerz. XD


*Name*

Topazfeather

*Definition*

Topaz - a transparent gem, the most precious type is wine-yellow in color. It also may be found in other colors, such as white, blue, brown, orange, and pink.

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*Gender*

Tom

*Age*

16 moons

*Clan*

Brightclan

*Rank*

Warrior

*Looks*

Topazfeather is the lighter color of a topaz gemstone, but also looks almost white. His fur is short, but very thick which he normally complains about. His coat is easily groomed and easy to take care off. His head is small, like his body but is the most handsome part of his body. His ears are thin but tall, standing a good 2 -3 inches high a top his head. His nose is pinkish and small. His eyes are a beautiful grey, like a storm cloud. His legs are short along with his body, he will probably be a small tom as he gets older. His toes and claws are small and short. He has a fairly normal length tail, not to short, not to long, just perfect. His fur has a yellowish tinge to it, so he might get yellow as he gets older, or it may get darker into a topaz color. Being young still he has a kitten look, he may still look a bit like one as he gets older. He has three wite paws, two in the back, one in the front on his left. He has some spots that are a pale white, his right ear, the tip of his tail and a spot on either side of his stomach.

*Actions*

Topazfeather is an extremely loyal cat. To all cats he knows he is loyal to. His clan is put first above all things, even before family and friends. He wouldn't trade his life for another clan. When he makes a friend he stays sure to always talk to them and to never let them down. He can keep secrets very well, only telling some one if told to do so. He fights for what he feels is right and says it like it is. He doesn't like to lie and often doesn't. He is easy to trust and is very gullible.

Topazfeather is very friendly, often betraying his fight instinct to talk to an enemy of a different clan. He likes to talk to almost every cat, but isn't hyper like you would think. He likes to walk to places rather then run and is quite a skilled hunter. He is sometimes compelled to be alone and will often just sit by himself to think...he likes it. Being alone gives him time with his thoughts and he enjoys the time alone. he doesn't like to be disturbed, but also won't easily anger at anyone.

Topazfeather is also very mature, he tends to understand things better then a normal warrior. He tends to make connections to many things. He is also very helpful, trying to hlp everyone so tht they have nothing to do. He doesn't "play" with others much as i said before he likes his alone time.

*Past*

Topazkit was born to Shadowjaw and Jadefeather in a single litter. He was the only kit born during birth, Jadefeather had put all her energy into making that strong tom cat. The kit was like no other, he was always a considerate tom cat which surprised Jadefeather. From his birth there was always that special thing about him. As he got older it was obvious that he would be just like his father, independent and helpful. He rarely went out to play with other kits, just wanting to sit in the company of his mother. He seemed mature for his age when he became an apprentice and understood much of what was going on around him.

Topazpaw was mentored by Shadeclaw, a black tom with icy blue eyes and a bad temper. Shadeclaw pushed Topazpaw to be the best of the apprentices. He was forced up earlier, to fall asleep later, he was dead on his feet most of the time, nightmares wrecked his sleep. Not many understood his stress. and the one that did didn't care for him at all. Later on after moons of training, he collapsed during training with another apprentice. Shadeclaw got angry and started to yell and beat on Topazpaw. The other mentor tried to stop Shadeclaw, but then Shadeclaw leaped at him. The two wrestled along the ground until the clan came running toward the commotion. Shadeclaw was found out, Topazpaw finally told the whole story to his leader and Shadeclaw was exiled. For his bravery he was made a warrior and tries his hardest.


After being made a warrior he was given an apprentice named Leafpaw. Four moons later she was found dead, fallen over a cliff, she had run off after a squirrel and had fallen over the edge. He has been fighting hard for his clan and so far feels that he is doing well. But his past still haunts him....

*Relationships/Kin*

Shadowjaw Father-deceased
Jadefeather Mother-deceased
Opalpaw halfSister
Quartzkit halfSister
Shadeclaw Mentor
Leafpaw Apprentice deceased

*Other*

Themesong; Independence Day - Martina McBride

*Codewords*

Painting Portaits of Ghosts

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[cheshy says grace]

n a m e ; cagedcrow
a g e ; twenty-nine moons
g e n d e r ; tom-cat
r a n k ; deputy
c l a n ; brightclan
d e f i n i t i o n ; enclosure with bars/a sleek black bird

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'cause this isn't a race'

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Far too beautiful for words, this tomcat is long-limbed, inheriting most of his father's genes. His face is narrow, his facial expressions always pointed.

|eyes; Cagedcrow's right eye is a beautiful mix of electric blue sky blue, and a cold icey blue. His left eye balances out the hypnotizing blue. Being a pretty leaf green with a splash of emerald. His eyes are one of the most gorgeous things about this tom.

|pelt; His fur is sleek black, the base color to be frank. The tips of his fur are gray, giving him the slightest silvery glow in the sun. His underbelly is flooded with the purest yet muddiest of whites..

Cagedcrow's tail is long and always seems to curl up just the slightest bit whenever he's vexed or anxious. His paws are small and white, which hold sharp ivory-white crescent-shaped claws. A scar runs down his left flank. His big ears are torn up from past battles and his nose has a little scratch across it.

'it's a showdown'

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Cagedcrow lives up to his name. He was never known for being outgoing and the life of the party. No, he's that creep in the corner that casts a downer on everything. He's the type of character you would expect to turn on you and suck your blood. Many don't have a very good or kind image of him, and - well - I don't blame you. He's not exactly soft and fluffy on the inside, a big ball of warmth that some of those buffed up, dressed in black lost souls are on the inside. No, he's not one of those funny images. He's bland inside and out.

His eyes are always in a blank, straight stare. Even though he is never staring at any particular person. When someone does catch his attention, he's not that much of an exciting conversation. His voice drags on in a bored sort of way and his sentences are short and cut up. He's never straight-forward, as if each sentence is an inane riddle. And you have to figure it out.

He gets off-topic easily and never, ever pays attention. He's constantly turning his head and going, "Wha-?" He doesn't have the most colorful of vocabularies, but he's something when you get him pissed off.

He doesn't use his words when he's mad, he lashes out and takes down the opponent until they scream for mercy. He'll pin them down and let out a stream of blue, and if they aren't scared by then he'll get in their face. He's caused many fights within the clan. He's useful out on the battlefield though.[/color]

'and you gotta buy your tickets'

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Cursed with an over-aggressive father and a weakling of a mother, he was born into a litter of three. His parent's relationship started when they were just apprentices. Taken over by hormones, his mother became pregnant him and his siblings at the end of her apprenticeship.

He was born when Persimmonpaw was Persimmontree and they were born when it was raining. The weird thing was that they had been conceived when it had been raining too.

Their father - Spikedrage - wasn't there when the kits were born. He had been out on a hunting trip and no one hadgone to get the tomcat.

Crying for help, the three were born, one coming out dead. The stillborn was named Unknownkit while the two other were named Plumkit and Cagedkit. Cagedkit was always known as the odd one for being a black cat with different colored eyes.

He became Cagedpaw, being apprenticed to the great Oathslayer. Cagedpaw and Plumpaw forced their mentors to let them train together. Cagedpaw and Plumpaw became warriors together also; Cagedcrow and Plumleaf. His brother moved on to bigger, better things like mating and kits. While Cagedcrow stayed behind, the only good thing happening to him was getting an apprentice - whom he fell in love with. Even though Lizardpaw never knew this secret (and she never will), he still couldn't help it. He knew he'd never have her and that she'd never think of him anymore than just a friend, but yet. Then, naive little Lizardpaw just so happened to wander out on a thunderpath - and got flattened. That's how Cagedcrow came to be; silent and bland.

After awhile he got another apprentice, becoming overprotective of him. Cagedcrow was scared he'd lose another friend. He didn't show his overprotective-ness, but it was obvious. Goosepaw couldn't stand Cagedcrow's protectivity, but loved his mentor like an annoying brother. Then Goosepaw became Goosewing and a few moons later Cagedcrow was taken by surprise.

He was announced deputy of BrightClan. He knew that Ghostlystar had died and that Grainpelt took his place. But Grainpelt was wise, he was smart. Why would he pick him?

'before they run out'

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f a m i l y ; persimmontree - mother deceased
spikedrage - father alive
plumleaf - brother alive
lizardpaw - apprentice deceased
goosewing - apprentice alive

c o d e w o r d ; painting portraits of ghosts[/blockquote][/color]

[all out JINX ♥]

. Eastfrost .
. Angels cry when the stars collide .

.Name.

Eastfrost

.Definition.

east -- a direction in geography
frost -- little crystals of ice that forms in the cold morning from dew

.Gender.

male

.Age.

30 moons

.Clan.

Brightclan

.Rank.

Deputy

.Looks.

Eastfrost's pelt is a misty silver color. His paws are a snowy silver colour and an average size. Long hooked claws are attached to his silver paws, they are a beautiful ivory colour, but they aren't used very much. His legs are average length and a misty silver colour, they are also well muscled. His flank is thin but well muscled, not really showing any of the ribs. Her pelt is misty coloured silvers, her fur is long-haired and fluffy. His tail is a long misty colored silver with short silky fur, the black stripes around his tail are like those of a raccoon. His chest is a beautiful misty silver with hints of white in it. His head is in the shape of a triangle with smaller triangles sitting on top. The fur on his head is a beautiful misty silver, not one spot on his body is bleached with white. His ears are the same misty silver as the rest of his beautiful body. His nose is a beautiful midnight colour, below that inside of his mouth are beautiful ivory coloured teeth. His whiskers are long and are a beautiful mix of ivory and black. He has beautiful black stripes scoring all up and down his pelt. His last feature is his beautiful blue orbs. He has beautiful eyes of glowing sapphire blue, around his pupils are rings of navy blue.

.Action.

Eastfrost is a very gentle and controlled male. He is very serious when it comes to his clan, even though he likes to joke around he can turn from laughing to straight-faced and serious in a heart-beat. He is a sum-what of a social-loving male, though he can be the shy male he once was before he met his mate. He is gentle with kits if they don't cause trouble and he is the type of cat that would be a younger cats role model. When something serious is happening in his clan then he puts on his straight-face and starts to take order, his voice is commanding if he makes it and he can make it be heard over large crowds. In battle he is fierce and full of pride, he is full of speed and strength but mostly skilled. His battle skills aren't something to talk about unless he gets angry with the opponent, especially if they mock him, his family, or his clan. He serves only his clan and StarClan and is loyal to the very death, even in the most worst times no one can doubt his loyalty. He fights and loves only for his clan and his family.

.Past.

Eastfrost was born to two very abusive parents. When he was able to open his eyes he was scared that him and his siblings Northrain, Azurekit, and Wavekit were going to die in the back of the nursery. Luckily, there aunt Pearlsheen started to feed the starving kits. Pearlsheen was to late for Azurekit and Wavekit, they both died of starvation. Eastfrost and Northrain were given to a foster mother who still had kits. When Eastfrost was turning 3 Moons old he and his sister found out that there parents were killed. They didn't tell them who did it though. There foster mother Flowermist decided to go looking for them but never came back. Eastfrost and Northrain were alone again with there aunt as there only family. When he became an apprentice his mentor was Tansytail, he worked at his own speed but he got through it with compliments and praises. A few moons after Eastfrost became a warrior his clan refused to fight the tribe and let the other 4 clans try to. During the battle he and Gracewhisper confessed love for eachother, after that Ghostlystar had decided to save all the clans at the battle. Eastfrost and Gracewhisper went only to have Gracewhisper almost die, they went back home and during a ceremony Gracewhisper told Eastfrost that she was having his kits. A moon after the birth of 4 beautiful kits Eastfrost was abducted by rogues only to be held prisoner with 3 EclipseClan cats. But strange enough as it was the rogues let him and the others go, the silver male had made a long journey back to his clan and his family. A little after his return their leader appointed him as Tumblingpaw's mentor, but later Ghostlystar died by the side of a CloudClan medicine cat. He was later appointed deputy after he returned with his apprentice, his new leader, and his leaders daughter.

.Relationship & Kin.

father -- Feralstripes[deceased]
mother -- Lilyfeather[deceased]
brothers and sisters -- Northrain, Azurekit[deceased], Wavekit[deceased]
foster mother -- Flowermist[missing]
aunt -- Pearlsheen
1st apprentice -- Thistlepaw[missing]
2nd apprentice -- Tumblingpaw
mate -- Gracewhisper
kits -- Griffenkit, Faithkit, Jinxkit, Illusionkit

.Other.

none

.CodeWords.

PaintingPortraitsOfGhosts

[FIREH!!]

_{I am going to try out, because my beloved Firestar will be meeting her end very soon.}

[idk my bff brindle]

Black dress, with the tights underneath.
I've got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth.
And she's an actress, but she ain't got no need.
She's got money from parents in a trust fund back east.

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beechclaw
any tree of the genus Fagus, of temperate regions, having a smooth gray bark and bearing small, edible, triangular nuts.

>>shush girl. shut your lips. do the helen keller, and talk with your hips.

name; beechclaw
age; 34 moons
gender; tom
rank; deputy
clan; brightclan

T-t-t-tongues, always pressed to your cheeks.
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girl's teeth.
Tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef,
That I'm a vegetarian, and I ain't f**king scared of him.

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Where to begin with Beechclaw? There are so many things that can be said about the tom that it seems a shame to waste them. While it cannot be said that she-cats scream his name and even toms turn their heads in his direction, it's true that Beechclaw really does have a rugged handsomeness about him that attracts others. Maybe it's his lithe body, or the serious look in his eyes- like the calm before a storm. Born from generation after generation of feral cats, Beechclaw is as dangerous as one can get. He's strong, smooth, lean and there's a wild frenzy about him. His eyes glint like steel, discouraging others from standing against him. Beechclaw may be a small cat in stature, but he does take up a lot of room. The tom's muscles are hardened from running and hunting, it would be hard to take him down in a fight. He moves like he's made of mercury- beautiful and vicious. Yes, you can't say Beechclaw is a beautiful tom with a slender frame, or a large and silent tom with a menacing air. No, Beechclaw's figure is small, but solid. He's handsome, he's rugged, and he's dangerous.

Now let's talk about his head. Beechclaw has a smaller head, but it's proportional to the rest of his body. Well, almost. The top of Beechclaw's head is wide, but his muzzle is narrow, and his head isn't that long. His cheekbones aren't that prominent or defined, but they give his head shape. His muzzle is round, but it doesn't protrude very far. His eyes are sunk slightly into his head, because the bridge of his nose is very wide. His ears, for lack of a better word, are gigantic. They're very wide and almost the heigh of his head over again. The tips are round, but not blunt or dull. The insides of his peach ears are covered in long white fur. Beechclaw has slight but long whiskers from above his eyes, and the whiskers from his muzzle and long and straight. His nose is a deep peach, rimmed with black. His muzzle is white at the top, and an orange streak seperates from his head. Beechclaw has a pale brown head. There is lots of white around his eyes, even though he isn't that old yet. He has dark mascara lines above his lines. His eyes are an olive colour on the outside, with green around the split pupils. They give him a very morose look. He looks like he can see right into your soul, and like he's contemplating something. Yet again, Beechclaw looks dangerous.

Beechclaw has the smooth body of a wildcat. It's long and lithe, and his muscles and hard and well-defined under his pelt. His paws are slight but solid, and his legs are graceful yet burly. It's a perfect mix coming from generation after generation of loyal BrightClan cats. His claws are actually a shorter length than usual, but it doesn't bother Beechclaw. It makes it easier for the tom to get a good grip on his opponent. His shoulders rippled under his short pelt. His fur is bristly but not dry, and is actually quite nice in terms of texture. The base colour of his fur is a very light ginger, covered in chocolate stripes. Ashy brown makes a saddle-like pattern on his back, and it extends down to the base of his tail. His legs are long and smooth, but bordered with chocolate and pine stripes. Soft brown smears dot his haunches. He's a tabby, to be certain, but the range of colours (from white to deep chocolate and ashy grey) is pretty unusual. His strieps are straight, however, not like those of a mackeral tabby. His tail is long, but not too long. It's quirky, like the rest of him. His tail is actually a dark chocolate brown, ringed with black stripes.

She wants to touch me whao-oh.
She wants to love me whao-oh.
She'll never leave me whao-oh, whao-oh, oh, oh.
Don't trust a ho.
Never trust a ho.
Won't trust a ho.
'Cause a hoe won't trust me.

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Grumpy. That’s a word to describe Beechclaw. He’s not the most patient cat, unless the mistakes are understandable. If you’re a warrior who makes a stupid mistake while hunting, Beechclaw is going to be harsh on you. You might think this is a bad thing, but actually it isn’t. Beechclaw helps to whip the Clan in shape, and he doesn’t tolerate Clan members who can’t pull their own weight. It isn’t that he dislikes them, it’s just that he disrespects them. Beechclaw’s respect is hard to earn, and it’s worth a lot. That’s why other cats strive to improve. But if you go up to Beechclaw and ask him something mouse-brained, you’re more likely to get a smack over the head than an actual answer. Beechclaw has high expectations. If you don’t meet them, he won’t punish you, but he’ll look at you with disdain until you feel guilty enough to meet his standards. Oh, and if he isn’t on a dawn patrol, don’t wake him early in the morning. He’ll have you doing chores for the next couple of moons. Despite his grumpy nature, Beechclaw is an invaluable friend. He’s very protective of those he cares about, and doesn’t take crap.

Loyal. Another word to add to the ever-growing pile of words that describe Beechclaw. The tom is as loyal as a cat can get, but he doesn’t always follow his heart. He believes that the Clan comes first, and then his family. After that comes the warrior code. But he would never break the warrior code for a she-cat from another Clan. He would only break the code if it meant saving his Clan. Beechclaw believes that the Clan is more important than any one cat, including himself. The tabby would give his life for BrightClan or any members of his family. Though he thinks that his family is more important than the code, he associates the warrior code with the Clan itself, so it is more important. That doesn’t really make sense, but it does in Beechclaw’s mind. Family first, if it doesn’t mean breaking the code. The tom is harsh on anyone who breaks the code. If a BrightClan tom fell in love with an EclipseClan she-cat and brought her to BrightClan, Beechclaw would be mad at the tom but nice to the she-cat. He gives harsh punishments, but he does stop to listen. He's quite reasonable if you get his good side.

Despite being grumpy, Beechclaw is an extremely brave cat. He would risk everything for his Clan, and die defending it. You might think this falls in with being loyal, but there’s more than that. Beechclaw is willing to lead every charge and take the responsibility for everything. If one of his warriors messes up the mission, Beechclaw will take the plan. He rushes boldly into danger, not caring if he gets hurt. This being said, he does weigh the consequences in his mind, but the tom usually relies on his fighting skills to negate them. He’s a very friendly tom, open to opinions and he doesn’t mind talking to others, even if he doesn’t really respect him. He’s conscious of what others think of him, but he doesn’t really care. Beechclaw knows that he isn’t perfect, and he won’t respect a cat who is perfect. He understands in flaws, but he ignores his own tragic flaw- Beechclaw knows he has one, but he hasn’t found it out yet. The tom is arrogant and knows he is one of the best warriors, but he doesn’t like to rub it in.

She wants to touch me whao-oh.
She wants to love me whao-oh.
She'll never leave me whao-oh, whao-oh, oh, oh.
Don't trust a ho.
Never trust a ho.
Won't trust a ho.
'Cause a hoe won't trust me.

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Whitekit. A kit born without ceremony, without a prophecy, and frankly, without a care in the world. The tom’s parents were Rowanbranch and Hollyflank. Hollyflank had recently become a new warrior, and Rowanbranch was old and experienced. The tom was famous for having had three mates over his lifetime. The first had died, the second had been in another Clan, and the third was simply one that he had broken up with but they remained on good terms. So Rowanbranch was attracted to Hollyflank, and the two cats were simply fooling around one night. What Hollyflank didn’t know is that she had become pregnant with Rowanbranch’s kits. When she found out, Hollyflank moved to the nursery. When Rowanbranch found out, he broke off all communication between them. According to him, the kits were fatherless.

Whitekit had one sibling, a she-kit named Softkit. She was a pretty calico and white, whereas he was just a plain white tom with glowing blue eyes. Because there were no other kits their age in the nursery at the time, they became inseparable. Whitekit also made friends with a pretty she-cat called Dark-kit. She was younger than him, but after she could see and talk, they became good friends. Softkit was also one of their playmates, and the three of them did everything together. Sometimes Dark-kit’s brother, Foxkit, joined in, but nobody really liked him. He was mean and annoying, and Whitekit (who has a very popular kit at the time) ignored him. Whitekit was selfish and arrogant, and he only played with other popular cats. He was always trying to make a tom by the name of Mambapaw impressed. Mambapaw was a dark brown tabby, and generally not nice.

Shortly after Whitewolf and Darksmoke received their warrior names, there was news that a badger had entered the forest. Being the brave and arrogant tom that he was, Whitewolf took Mambastrike out and the two toms went after it. Foxslash tried to come along, but Whitewolf and Mambastrike ditched him in the woods. At this point, the white warrior was insufferably arrogant and he thought he could do everything better than anyone else. The two warriors found the badger, and Whitewolf launched himself at it. The tom lost a leg in the stupid move, and he almost died in the medicine cat’s den. After that, Whitewolf hobbled around with only one leg. Mambastrike took to ignoring him, having no use for a warrior who couldn’t fight. Only Softcloud and Darksmoke came to visit Whitewolf and talk with him. Gradually, other cats came too. They found that the cat that they couldn’t stand had become more likeable and friendly. Mambastrike was left to sulk in his new unpopularity. Darksmoke, who had previously crushed upon Mambastrike, had turned her attention to Whitewolf. They became mates one his leg had healed into a stump, and they had three kits.

Three toms. There was Beechkit, the tan tabby. There was Harshkit, the long-furred white tom, and there was Rowankit, the sprightly little grey tom. Beechkit grew close to Rowankit, whereas Harshkit preferred to be on the outside of the ground. He was strong and smart, and admired by most of the Clan. But he was also pretentious and arrogant, much like a miniature Whitewolf. Beechkit grew up in Harshkit’s shadow, and it always irked him. He wanted to become the cat that everyone admired. But since birth, it was Harshkit that was fawned over. As for Rowankit, the tom couldn’t care less. He was happy playing nursery games with Beechkit and the other kits in the nursery at the time. Darksmoke often told Beechkit to stop sulking because he would be outside the nursery just gloomily staring into the woods. His mother would tell him that nobody cared if the elders fawned over Harshkit. Beechkit was just as special. None of the other kits in the nursery liked Harshkit much either, except for the she-kits. They ogled him and followed him, and it drove Harshkit insane.

But back to Softcloud. She had found a mate in SerenityClan, and the whole family had to keep secrets from the Clan. Softcloud was in love with a tom called Silverflower, which was an oddly feminine name, but Silverflower didn’t care. He was tall, thin, lanky and handsome. But Silverflower decided to break it off because he couldn’t take having a mate in another Clan. Softcloud was pregnant at the time and she had two kits. The she-kit came out stillborn, but the tom lived. Softcloud named him Elk-kit. Elkpaw became an apprentice shortly after Beechpaw, Harshpaw and Rowanpaw became apprentices. Elkpaw was always quiet and reserved, and he steered away from difficult tasks. Harshpaw used to rag on him for that, but it was always friendly. Elkpaw needed to take care of his mother, who was dealing with depression. One of Softcloud’s kithood friends called Pinewhisker began to help her. Pinewhisker became like a father to Elkpaw and an uncle to Beechpaw, Rowanpaw and Harshpaw.


Then Rowanpaw did something unspeakable. He followed Silverflower’s example. The tom fell in love with a SerenityClan she-cat by the name of Flowerpaw. They met at the border and spent long nights just talking. Rowanpaw was always so cheerful back at camp, and he never failed to bring back prey. Many cats knew it was going on, but none stopped it. They knew if they did, he would become sad and forlorn and be much less useful to the Clan. But one night, Rowanpaw didn’t return. A border patrol found his dead body lying there by the border. Flowerpaw had pressed herself into it and the she-cat was crying silently. When asked what had happened, Flowerpaw simply shook her head. She wasn’t going to tell. She was sent back to camp, and at the next Gathering, BrightClan simply said one of their apprentices had been ambushed at the border, and SerenityClan passed it off as an accident. It was forgotten, except for Whitewolf, Darksmoke, Beechpaw and Harshpaw.

After that, they all became more mature. Harshtouch lost his arrogant edge and he actually lost skill as he remembered Rowanpaw. The tom moped and soon the crowd of she-cats became to dissipate Softcloud and Pinewhisker were feeling the first strands of love but they didn’t move past their friendship. Beechclaw worked harder to become the best warrior he could be, and Elkheart gained confidence. Darksmoke died due to sickness soon after.

X's on the back of your hands,
Wash them in the bathroom to drink like the bands,
And the set list, you stole off the stage,
Had red and purple lipstick all over the page.

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whitewolf father
darksmoke mother
rowanpaw brother
harshtouch brother
pinewhisker uncle
softcloud aunt
elkheart cousin

B-b-b-bruises, cover your arms.
Shaking in the fingers with the bottle in your palm.
And the best is, no one knows who you are,
Just another girl alone at the bar.

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painting portraits of ghosts
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She wants to touch me whao-oh.
She wants to love me whao-oh.
She'll never leave me whao-oh, whao-oh, oh, oh.
Don't trust a ho.
Never trust a ho.
Won't trust a ho.
'Cause a hoe won't trust me.

She wants to touch me whao-oh.
She wants to love me whao-oh.
She'll never leave me whao-oh, whao-oh, oh, oh.
Don't trust a ho.
Never trust a ho.
Won't trust a ho.
'Cause a hoe won't trust me.

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[cheshy says grace]

I LOVE 3OH!3 LOL XDD

[lonelylove :D]

I think I'll try out. But tomorrow, 'cause I'm about to go to my friend's house to spend the whole day & sleepover :3

[MIMPPHI. \\]

<sub>Name--

Harvestbreath

Definition--

Harvest- the process of gathering mature crops from fields
Breath- air inhaled and exhaled in breathing

Gender--

female

Age--

29 moons

Clan--

Brightclan

Rank--

Deputy

Looks--

A strong color of cream and auburn is what makes up the silky pelt of Harvestbreath, stirred together in wind like colors of a harvest ginger. Her paws are a silken color with no real mixes of anything else besides a tawny, just little reflects of it here and there. Her triangular ears and tail tip are the same coating. Even you’re not paying attention, you can tell that she’s a tabby. She gets it from her parents. Her frame is quite a small and petite size for a cat that can be commanding and fierce. Like her mother, she has fragile looking front and back legs that are really very muscular, giving her the advantage of a sure tackle or pin against her opponents. Her frame is lined with tight, strong muscles, held up by delicate looking paws that give out horrible blows, she doesn't like using them for running or hunting. She’s got a short tail, bulky shoulders, and she’s a bit on the skinny side, however, she’ll knock your head off if you dare make fun of her about it. Her eyes are almost like reflectors and very large, almost like an owl’s. They compliment her fur very well, being the color of a harvest colored field. With these eyes come a rather medium sized head. To go with this head, she's got large ears, almost like a fox's, her muzzle is pointed like one as well. That muzzle adds to that description, hiding teeth that have grown into almost caning looking teeth. Like most things small, Harvestbreath's neck is longer then it should be, it looks very odd on her bulky shoulders.

Action--

Even as a small petite looking femme her personality isn't what it seems. Harvestbreath is a very leader-like female. She is fierce and commanding as her father, her heart is set on the protection and care for her clan. She is a very smooth talker and is a very sociable cat, just when it's needed she jumps into whatever her leader needs her to do. She likes to make sure her clan and leader are safe and that they agree with him before doing anything. She is very brave, her voice can be heard from a ways away and it is commanding when she's doing business. She is very patient with others and is understanding enough that she can be told anything. She is very strong and doesn't really care about her size unless some makes a nasty comment about it. She hates sarcasm and it sets her nerves on end if a cat is being sarcastic towards her. She loves to meet others and likes to welcome new members of the clan happily even if they look very suspicious. It's hard for her to loose her temper on a daily clan bases or when an outsider tries to taunt her, but when threatened she gets extremely angry. She has very good hand-eye coordination and she likes to think before she does something so she doesn't feel like she's did something wrong. Her loyalty and fierce pride are all she needs in the clan to survive and be respected.

Past--

Before the birth of Harvestkit and her siblings, her parents were loyal servants to BrightClan, following the lead of Thrushstar. They were both very loyal warriors and would fight to the death for their clan, although not even they new that they were badly in love with each other. Her mother was a beautiful ginger tabby with stunning green eyes, Harvestkit was born to look exactly like her. Her father was a pure black male with blazing chestnut colored eyes, she would of had the same green eyes as her mother as well if it weren't for her fathers. Soon after a battle the two warriors got in a fight about who was supposed to their wounds treated and it burst from them both that they were in love. At first they didn't really mean it but as it sunk in the started to feel that they were. After many moons of waiting, her expecting mother gave birth to 4 beautiful kits.

Just a little after birth, their leader at the time, Wrenstar, disappeared. Harvestkit looked like an exact copy of her mother besides her eyes, she was always jealous of her sister though because of her opal colored eyes. She and her siblings were very mighty and fierce but her brother was always the dominant sibling, though she could take him down easily when they play fought. As a kit she never got in trouble or never wanted to, she was afraid that her parents would think of her as a failure instead of mighty. The only problem she had was when her brothers would make fun of her size and when her sister would purposefully flash her opal gaze at her. Though she never got angry with her siblings unless they were being nasty to her, she always gave them back what they deserved.

As an apprentice her mentor was her mothers brother, he was a ginger tabby as well but his eyes were the same as hers, this made he confident and fierce like her mother. She practiced her skills hard and made her mentor proud to have her as an apprentice, her sister followed lazily behind her though. After a couple battle's and fights Harvestpaw finally earned her right to be in Brightclan.

As a warrior Harvestbreath was to much full of pride and wonder of her clan and of the world, she always followed orders and never let her leader down. She was the kind of warrior that kept honor in the clan though she only followed after a few other warriors, such as Grainpelt, Lastfalling, Jaspersmoke, etc. She never followed after her siblings or kept close to them, unlike many other cats, she pushed away her siblings when she was an apprentice, especially her sister. After a few moons the word of Ghostlystar's death reached the camp just as soon as the body did, she grieved with the rest of the clan. After Grainstar returned from the Moonshard he named her deputy of BrightClan, she knew her new leader wouldn't be unsettled about his choice.

Relationships/Kin--

mother--Soaringspirit
father--Thistlefeather
brothers--Autumnwind, Blackbird
sister--Opalhaze
uncle--Fireseeker
mentor--Fireseeker
1st apprentice--Mockingbird
2nd apprentice--Jaypaw[missing]

Codewords--

Painting Portraits Of Ghosts</sub>

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

Lonely, Fireh, are you going to try out? I need to pick the deputy soon. :3

[idk my bff brindle]

Cheshy, they're amazing <33

and i finished kuri c:

the whole rowan/flower thing ties in with Brokencalling's past.

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[cheshy says grace]

inorite?!

and I give kudos to beechclaw! lmao, he's totally coool

[lonelylove :D]

You know what... It's too soon. I don't think it'd be a good idea to audition now :\ Sorry.

[x.Jolly.x]

I'll remind Fireh about this. :]

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

Thanks Jolly, but if Fireh doesn't post by tommorow (or atleast say she's auditioning ^^) I'll have to choose without her. D:

[x.Jolly.x]

Nov 27, 2008 18:37:21 GMT -5 FIREH!! said:

_{I am going to try out, because my beloved Firestar will be meeting her end very soon.}

She did.

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[FIREH!!]

Don't worry about it. I don't have the time. Choose without me.

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

Okay. Okay. Okay.

I am going to choose.

And I'll let you know, this was hard as heck. There's reasons for each of you to be deputy and I just wish I could pick all of you. :<

But I can't.

So, (still hoping Aurora won't bite my head off) Brindle with Beechclaw is the new deputy of BrightClan.

Topaz, I love your bio but it could use some work and you're not quite as experienced as the other members. Keep trying!! <33

You know I love you Cheshy but I have to choose ONE deputy. xD And Brindle just suited the position more right now.

Rogue, Rogue, Rogue. D: You're so awesome, you're so active, and I just have to say that if Aurora had her way you and Eastfrost would have been deputy by default. You definately deserve a deputy spot but I just decided on Brindle this time around.

BRINDLE. >:0 You had better not poof out of existance again. xD I'm trusting you with a deputy spot so please keep it =D You're new compared to some of these members but just look at Lizzeh & Flarewind; that turned out great.

Mimpphi, you're another member who's proven themselves active enough to be a deputy. Work on your biographies and I have no doubt that you'll be one soon.

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[MIMPPHI. \\]

_{go job Brindle! and nice bio! I already knew I wouldn't get it but I'll keep trying! : ]}

[&&rhythmic]

Good job Brindle and everybody else

[cheshy says grace]

I KNEW SHE WAS GONNA WIN

but it's a good thing 'cause me and her are gonna do something with Beechclaw && Seafeather <33

congrats Brindzy! BrightClan's the awesomest clan!

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[idk my bff brindle]

Holy
Effin'
Crap XDD

<333 Thanks Kuri ^^
I promise I won't poof again.
And good job to everyone else who tried out (: I had some real competition.

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[Spice..xx]

<sub>Ohhhh yes I love my little Lizzeh ^^ [we can just all forget the fact she's older than me xD] she is thee shizzle <33.

Well done Brindle, your bio was aceness !</sub>

[(aurora) of the problematique]

_{*sleepy yawn* I'm not going to bite your head off, Kuri.}

[idk my bff brindle]

phew (:
that means aurrie approves of me XD
and i don't need to worry about my head either, right? c: