~||}High Position Auditions!

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As you can see, in the activity check, some people who played high positions were lost. Every Clan needs all their high positions filled before we can start the plot, right?
So, dear members of KF, you shall do such auditioning here.
In this thread.
This exact thread you're reading right now.
Under a bridge.
Nya just kidding xD

Anywho, here are your only guidelines:

• You must be an active member of KF.
  
• Bios will be judged on thoroughness, detail, and revelancy to the main plot of KF.
  
• If you go inactive, I reserve the right to hold auditions again to replace your spot, to keep things fair.
  
• One high position per member; if you already have a high position, sorry, you can't audition x(
  
• Airplanes make funny sounds.

Now that you've read the awesome guidelines, here's what you do to audition:
Just copy and fill out the bio as normal, but post it in this thread instead of the main bio board. Once it gets accepted, make a copy of the post in the bios board (Breathe Life into the Canvas), and I will accept it from there and add your cat to the Clan header.

That's eet!
Here are the positions needed:

• TwilightClan deputy - Duskwing
  
• TwilightClan medicine cat - Diamondchill

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• MountainClan leader Whitestar
  
• MountainClan deputy Hawkrain
  

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• SunsetClan deputy - Whisperleaf
  
• SunsetClan medicine cat - Bluetalon
  
• SunsetClan medicine cat apprentice - Littpaw

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F.A.Q.

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Q= Can we use character bios we already have, and just edit them?
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[fishy]

I'll be auditioning Whisperleaf for deputy. ^^ Her cautiousness and awareness could do Sunsetclan good, and she's been working hard to become a good warrior.

• Character's Name: Whisperleaf
  
  
• Gender: Female
  
  
• Species: Cat
  
  
• Age (in moons): 18 moons
  
  
• What breed do they most closely resemble? (siamese, husky, etc.): Ragdoll
  
  
• Picture URL (if you have one): (none)
  
  
• What your character looks like. 8 good sentences if there's no picture .Be sure to include how they are built! (long and lean, stout and strong, etc.) But if there is a picture, just post the URL and you won't have to type anything! : Whisperleaf is only one of the many cats born with awkward, bright colors. She looks completely normal at first, until you see that she has a leaf-shaped blob on her right hind leg. It is a pale, brownish green and the rest of her fur is a warm, sandy color. A "mask" covering her eyes is dark brown, however, and her eyes are a gentle, creamy blue. The ears perk up and her tail is long and puffy. She has long hair, and has dark brown "socks" on her feet. She has a light, small mew in which is where she got her name.
  
  Her mother could barely hear her because she was barely wailing; it looked like Whisperleaf (Whisperkit back then) was only mouthing words and screams. She was born prematurely along with her siblings, but still small for her age. Nevertheless, she grew to be one of the strongest cats of Sunclan. She has much to offer behind those shy eyes. Her claws are sharp, too. She spends much time keeping them sharp, preparing herself for any sudden battles.
  
  
• Keep in mind that, depending on how they look, it will decide which Clan they are in (if they're a cat.) So, if it's a blue cat, it will most definately go in TwilightClan, if it has four or more colors, TornadoClan, and so on. So, which Clan are they in? Or are they a rogue, loner, or kittypet?: Sunsetclan
  
  
• What rank do they have? : Warrior
  
  
• What's their personality? At least 7 sentences for warriors, 9 for leaders, 8 for deputies and medicine cats, 5 for apprentices and under.: Whisperleaf has always been a shy, lonesome cat. Her independent self is good, but is also bad when it comes to the fact that she has hardly a piece of confidence in herself. In her growing up, she's learned to believe in the impossible, which has helped her a lot to become a great warrior. Her shy self still dwells in her, but it's her nature, so she couldn't put a stop to that.
  
  She's also very generous, and couldn't help to see young kits and cats younger than her struggle. This is why she never tries her best during wars and fights between clans - she's afraid to kill. To see the others suffer, struggle, and limp in extreme pain and agony is her worst enemy. Perhaps this is why she was thinking about becoming a medicine cat, to help those in need. But she changed her mind once she realized that being a medicine cat would mean she would see more struggle for survival, and the feeling of not being able to save someone would even be worse. You see, she is also very thoughtful and considerate, in which in this case, was a good thing.
  
  
• Your character's history. At least 10 sentences (around 1 1/2 paragraphs), 12 for leaders. Tell how they got here, how they got their coat color, or if they are a leader, how they came to lead their Clan, anything like that. : From the moment she was born, her mother knew that there was something different about this cat unlike any other of her littermates. They were all born prematurely for unknown reasons, but Whisperleaf was born the smallest, tiniest kit you've ever seen. All three of them were wailing, wailing for help and in fear. A sandy colored tom with orange streaks around his back was crying the loudest. They shook the nursery since it was so loud, so his mother named him Thunderkit. Second loudest came a golden yellow she-cat with orange scribbly lines around her neck and a even brighter yellow fur at the tip of her tail. It was so bright, it seemed as if it was glowing, and her mother squinted to look at her. She named her Glowkit. And last of all, Whisperkit came in completely different from the others. She looked like a ordinary housecat, with barely any uniquness of color. She looked as if she didn't belong in Sunsetclan, a clan where cats had bright, warm pelts, but hers was a pale, sandy brown with dark masks, socks and was dark brown at the ears too. Even her whole tail was dark brown! This was unusal for a Sunsetclan cat to be born with dark fur. But Whisperkit was different in another way too: she barely wailed a word. She had the quietest, softest mew of all. She only had a leaf-shaped blob on her hind leg. She was close to being named Leafkit, but her mother chose Whisperkit instead.
  
  She grew into a fine warrior, but still with a soft voice. Her loudest call would be as loud as a normal talking cat, and her whispers are as soft as a mouse. She overcame her fears the hard way: fighting in wars, braveing harsh leaf-bares, being scolded by her mentor, all that such. At least she's improved, and she's no longer the obvious outcast of Sunsetclan.
  
  
• Any relationships? (list their names here and how your character knows them [mother, friend, etc.]):
  1. Bluegaze: mother. Whisperleaf has known her for as long as she's been a kit, and Bluegaze has been constantly encouraging her as she became a stronger apprentice/warrior.
  2. Thunderpaw: brother. Whisperleaf's only brother, he's been her bestest companion during harsh times for a long time. Though he teases her a lot for being shy, she knows she's just pointing out her weak spot. Sadly, he died from a badger attack as an apprentice, and Whisperleaf grieved for many moons.
  3. Glowtail: sister. Glowtail was Whisperleaf's most favorite cat and sibling. She has comforted and Whisperleaf just like her mother did, and would've made a good mother, but unfortently died bravely during a battle. She was only 12 moons and just became a warrior, then!
  
  
• Does your character have a themesong/motto?: Shy I can be, with my mew barely a whisper, but inside my claws are unsheathed and powerful.
  
  
• What is the codeword from the rules?: destiny
  
  

[}xx.£eaƒm∞n , ,]

I shall hold you as the new SunsetClan deputy for now; others are allowed to compete with you for that position, though. I will post all the winning auditions as the new high-ranked cats when the auditions are over (the auditions will end when every position is filled.)

[fishy]

Okay. :]

[triskaideka]

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This mini-post with in a post comes to you in 4 parts!

1. I love playing needed characters, especially challenging ones... So immediately, I was drawn to this post.
2. This wasn’t really the next character I was thinking of making... but see the point above. This guy has really taken over my head.
3. I was looking through old posts and found ‘The clan mourns the loss of a leader…’ so I’m somewhat basing my past of off that. Hit me if that’s wrong.
4. OO OMG! Mothdark’s COTM? XD—The ol’ fogey’s actually worth sumthing! Thanks to you much, Leafia! It’s a... honor, seriously.
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• I hear you// You say: Whitestar
  
  
• The world// Knows me as this: Tom
  
  
• In my body// I have roamed: Cat
  
  
• I Have// Lived so long: 25
  
  
• My Slot// In the spectrum: Japanese Bobtail
  
  
• Can’t you// See me: The Click
  
  
• The Portrait// Is only still:
  
  Whitestar is a fairly large tom for his breed, but in terms of cats, he is a fairly normal size. His body is proportionate, lithe but not fast. His back legs are extremely powerful and this allows him to scale trees and rocks with less trouble. His coat is mostly white with only a few orange spots, which almost match the color of his brown-amber eyes. Whitestar's breeding has also given him a short, stubby tail instead of a long one, which he finds to be a good advantage in battle. He may look young and inexperienced, but he is aggressive and calculated in his movements, down to the very whisker.
  
  
• I have// Given my life to: Mountain Clan
  
  
• What power// I posses: Leader
  
  
• I Act like// This because of\\ me:
  
  When a warrior finds the Mountain clan a little too normal and think that they’ve got something else hidden up that mountain, it probably because they have met Whitestar. The young leader is cunning and calculating, to be certain, and he never hesitated to do what is right for his clan and his clan alone. Because of his natural intelligence, he can become arrogant, particularly towards warriors of other clans, and he teases them when they don’t understand his vague mutterings, becoming quite patronizing and annoying. Although, when Whitestar finds company that he recognizes to have stature (other Leaders, strong warriors, wise elders, etc.) he can act accordingly humble and respectful. But he does have a certain kind of wicked streak that makes him seem cool and uncaring.
  
  Whitestar is also very stubborn, and hates to lose or be embarrassed. He has a quiet, simmering type of anger that he uses in tricky ways, thinking up complex traps to punish those who made him mad. And it’s pretty easy to figure out who he will punish because he thinks in a rather black and white fashion. Kits, who are his only exception, are stupid, so pretty much anything they do is because of that. Whitestar also enjoys order in his clan, so he takes the Warrior’s Code extremely seriously, and a breach of it is a serious offense in his mind. Thus, he staunchly opposes evil doers and rogues, and will fight them viciously if he happens upon them.
  
  On the contrary, when it comes to his clan, or even for those outside of his clans who have earned his respect, Whitestar is usually quite selfless, and in a tight situation, Whitestar will not hesitate to starve or risk his life. He places every single cat equally in his clan, and all of their lives come before his. Nothing is more painful than watching a clansmate die. Whitestar’s conviction to his clan is his strongest motivation, and intelligence and reason are his strongest weapons.
  
  
• The Story// In its entirety:
  
  PART I- KIT
  
  Whitekit was a boring cat. From a boring lineage of a bob-tailed white and red tom and a white she-cat, he and his siblings were all born white, orange patches spattered across their pelts. The young kit was never very good at anything, and his litter mates, though all smaller than him, were more talented at hunting and fighting. Whitekit didn’t like other cats much at all, in fact, what Whitekit liked was to make other cats feel bad about themselves. So, instead of frolicking about like all the other cats in the Mountain Clan, Whitekit would study them tumbling about each other, and then at the perfect moment, he would dash over and push his chosen victim so that they flew into pinecones or trees or puddles, sinisterly laughing as he made his retreat.
  
  One day, the group of kits had wandered their way to a stream, Whitekit cautiously stalking them. When the time was right, Whitekit did as he always did and charged forward, knocking a kit into the stream. But the stream was full and fast and the kit went under the water and didn’t come back up. Whitekit and the others, mortified by this, ran as quickly as they could to the clan, but by then it was too late. The little kit, Whitekit’s own brother, had drowned.
  
  The clan was in uproar about the incident. Some said that he should be banished while others said losing a brother was punishment enough. Whitekit, however, didn’t plan to just take whatever punishment came his way, but he was determined to be of use to his clan, and one day have them forget that he ever was such a pathetic creature.
  
  As punishment, Whitekit was put into solitary confinement for two and a half moons, and in his loneliness, he became withdrawn and lethargic. To spend the time, he thought and planned.
  
  PART II- APPRENTICE
  
  Several moons after that incident, the previous Mountain Clan leader, Shadowstar, chose Whisperstrike, an experienced and tough-as-nails warrior, to be Whitepaw’s mentor, to hopefully bring the young tom out of his solitary attitude. Although apathetic at first, Whitepaw eventually came to take his learning seriously and strived to be a better hunter and fighter.
  
  However, even though Whitepaw’s imprisonment had been over for a couple of moons, he still carried his stigma of being a cruel and vicious cat, and even his parents and siblings rarely talked to him anymore. Thus he wandered the forest in his spare time, learning how to move in the mountains and studying every facet of the Mountain’s clan territory.
  
  During his training however, Whisperstrike added more and more pressure to his lessons, but Whitepaw, fearing failure would separate him from the clan even more, continued to strain his mind and body. Whisperstrike seemed to have no qualms about exerting his apprentice, but would always have a rabbit or some other nourishment waiting for Whitepaw when training was finished.
  
  The ritual to become a warrior came as both a relief and a terrifying prospect. Yes, perhaps as he hunted for the good of the clan and defended them as a Warrior, Whitepaw could perhaps regain a little respect, but this also meant losing Whisperstrike, the only cat who gave him any support at all. But he could not turn back now, and he was given the name Whitepelt—a boring name, an innocuous name that would hide him away from the rest of the clan.
  
  PART III- WARRIOR
  
  Upon his twentieth moon, Whitepelt had a dream. A circle of stones—it was all very confusing and made Whitepelt uneasy. He woke alone. None of the clan wanted to be near him, and he was afraid to be near the clan—but too afraid to leave as well. But there wasn’t anyone now. Even Whisperstrike ignored him.
  
  Whitepelt wished that something could happen so that he could redeem himself. A lifetime should not be ruined by something that you did so stupidly as a kit. He could beg to be recognized, but the clan might scorn him, laugh at him as they chased him back to the edges of the camp. But something was wrong tonight. Being on the outside fringes, Whitepelt could smell a lot of different creatures out there—but this one was different and more threatening than anything Whitepelt could conceive of.
  
  In the middle of camp, a mountain lion had stole its way into the camp and Shadowstar had valiantly tried to defend against it, but the cougar took out nearly every single cat that came near it. But once enough warriors amassed, the cougar was defeated, and it loped, covered with blood, back into the further reaches of the mountain.
  
  Whitepelt trembled as he entered the camp. He only had a vague idea of what was going on, but he recognized Shadowstar and his deputy—they had no more life in their eyes. Some of the elders began questioning various warriors if they had strange dreams that night—and although hesitant, when Whisperstrike eventually spoke to him, Whitepelt admitted that he had dreamt such a dream.
  
  Whisperstrike didn’t hesitate to announce this to the clan, to Whitepelt’s horror, and none of the warriors could believe such a thing. Questions and accusations flew across the camp—but eventually, Whisperstrike yowled until his voice could be heard over their din.
  
  “You may ask why this warrior was chosen,” Whisperstrike snapped at the last few cats still muttering their thoughts, ”But it’s very simple. You see, this warrior has known death in a way that none of you have known—and he never wants to know it again. It was because of this desire that he was chosen. This cat, who you barely know, loves you simply because he wants to be loved by you—and to see any one of you die would hurt him more than death itself. That is why he is best fit to lead us.”
  
  No one knew what to say to that, so before the dawn, Whitepelt left on a journey, and he came back as Whitestar, a sharper, braver, quicker cat—any lack of confidence had been hidden or erased extremely well. Some of the warriors took this as a sign and decided to accept Whitepelt as the new leader, while others still remembered him as the clan’s outcast and refuse to truly recognize him. His family, though still mostly alive, still doesn’t talk to him. As of now, he has not picked a new deputy, but will soon. As of now, it is unclear whether Whitestar will be accepted as the new Leader after all.
  
  
• Those I// Once knew:
  
  Family consisted of: Mother (Heatherbreath) Father (Rushingforce) Brother (Wolfeye) Brother (Shakingwind) Sister (Lifesong) Brother, Deceased (Dartkit)
  
  Mentor: Whisperstrike
  
  
  
• It runs// Through My head: Explosive by Bond and Hello by Evanescence
  
  
• Let Me In// I am one Of You: Destiny
  
  

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Awshommme, MountainClan has leadah.

[gabriella]

• Character's Name: Diamondchill
  
  
• Gender: Female
  
  
• Species: Cat
  
  
• Age: 15 Moons
  
  
• Breed: Maine Coon
  
  
• Picture: Click
  
  
• Character Description: I have a picture thus typing anything here is unnecessary, correct? The only thing is that her eyes are a different color than what the picture portrays. They are an odd shade of blue, not the yellow shown.
  
  
• Clan: TwilightClan
  
  
• Rank: Medicine Cat
  
  
• Personality: Diamondchill's personality is one of a gentle soul. She is never rude nor does she insult. Her attitude is always level and patient. If something is frustrating to her she will not take it out on others. All of this anger she bottles up inside is released through her healing. Most respect her for her kind ways which makes it easier for her to keep a level head. Her entire life she was brought up around so much hatred and anger it's no wonder she wants peace. Though she keeps her cool, her clan comes first and if necessary she will break her code of kindness to help them.
  
  
• History: When Diamondchill was born her mother didn't want to have any kits. She was too young and defenseless to care for her only daugther. On the night of a full moon, Diamondchill's mother brought her to TwilightClan and left. No one knows her name or where she came from but just that she left the poor kit too the strange clan.
  
  As she got older, Diamondchill refused to be near the other nursery kits. She didn't like making contact or speaking for she was frightened by rejection. She stayed in the corners of the nursery until she was old enough to be made a warrior. Her idea of fun was too go out into the meadows and be surrounded by herbs.
  
  The idea of fighting scared her even more. She didn't want to hunt or fight, just to be alone with her medicines. The former medicine cat noticed her interest with the plants and instantly knew who to chose for her apprentice.
  
  Diamondchill was a quick learner. She understood each herb and its purpose quickly. It was lucky for her she knew just about everything she needed to know because tragedy struck and her mentor was dead. The young apprentice had to be named medicine cat at the young age of thirteen moons.
  
  Now Diamondchill is fifteen moons and has her own apprentice. She is happy with her position of healing and wouldn't trade it for anything.
  
  
• Relationships: None. She was brought to TwilightClan at a young age and has never met her real family.
  
  
• Themesong: Happy Girl
  
  
• Codeword: Destiny

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[solarstar]

Character's Name: Bluetalon


Gender: Female


Species: Cat


Age (in moons): 25 moons


What breed do they most closely resemble? (siamese, husky, etc.): Egyptian Mau


Picture URL (if you have one):
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What your character looks like. 8 good sentences if there's no picture .Be sure to include how they are built! (long and lean, stout and strong, etc.) But if there is a picture, just post the URL and you won't have to type anything!
lh4.ggpht.com/_ah0elbqt2CE/RlspIW....g/jan070055.JPG except Bluetalons eyes are a light pale purple, and she has a big pink and red scar thats 1 inch long, and stretches down her tail.


Keep in mind that, depending on how they look, it will decide which Clan they are in (if they're a cat.) So, if it's a blue cat, it will most definately go in TwilightClan, if it has four or more colors, TornadoClan, and so on. So, which Clan are they in? Or are they a rogue, loner, or kittypet?: Sunsetclan



What rank do they have? : Medicene Cat


What's their personality? At least 7 sentences for warriors, 9 for leaders, 8 for deputies and medicine cats, 5 for apprentices and under.: Bluetalon is very caring to all, she will heal any ingured cat without question. Unless they are an enemy, which in all cases, are when a cat/clan attacks Sunsetclan. She is also rather quiet, she doesn't talk mush, unless it's important. Bluetalon wordships honesty, she thinks honesty must be used by all, lying always ends up in disater. Of course she is loyal, otherwise she wouldn't be here right now! Bluetalon is also very gentle, especially to her clan. She understands when to stop cooing a cat with soft, gentle words. Bluetalon is also very fair, but strict, she thinks that's good in a medicene cat.



Your character's history. At least 10 sentences (around 1 1/2 paragraphs), 12 for leaders. Tell how they got here, how they got their coat color, or if they are a leader, how they came to lead their Clan, anything like that. :
Bluetalon was born to her parents, Honeydew, and Foxpelt. They were very gentle, very caring, the best parents in the world. Well they were until Honeydew killed Foxpelt for not protecting her in a badger fight. She re-mated with the most aggresive, most evil cat of all, Blackheart. He crippled Bluetalon for life by ordering her around to go clean the elders den, adn hunt for the clan when she was still a kit! And he killed Honeydew also, oh what a terrible time! Bluetalon began getting strange dreams at the age of 5 moons. Dreams about Blackheart leading a band of rouges, and a lot more! So she deiceded to try out for being medicene cat apprentice of Sunsetclan. Blackheart didn't want her to, he wanted her as his apprentice! But the former leader, Cresentstar let Bluetalon become a medicene cat apprentice. Boy was Blackheart angrey. He ordered Bluetalon around more than ever now! He even ordered her to chew his food for him, and stuff it in his mouth! Finally, Bluetalon went to Cresentstar, who confronted Blackheart. He left Sunsetclan, and gathered rouges to attack them. Bluetalon was still an apprentice back then, so she still needed to know more. But she worked so hard to heal the wounds in the battle in less than a moon! Cresentstar took Blackhearts life, but Blackheart also took Cresentstars life. Bluetalons mentor, Firefang was so impressed that he made her a full medicene cat. She has enjoyed all of this, even though changes still occur. Bluetalon loves being iin Sunsetclan, and thanks everyone for it.


Any relationships? (list their names here and how your character knows them [mother, friend, etc.]): Not really, not since Foxpelt, Honeydew, and Firefang died.


Does your character have a themesong/motto?: In the End


What is the codeword from the rules?: destiny

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[solarstar]

Congrats Diamondchill

[~Twister~]

Congratulations to all who made high positions.

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• They call me:Hawkclaw
  
  
• I was born:Tom
  
  
• I was made:Feline
  
  
• I have seen:39 Moons
  
  
• I resemble:Toyger
  
  
• My image is portrayed as such: www.toyger-cat.com/images/toyger-cat-007.gif
  
  
• Though some things need pointing out :Hawkclaw is quite like the picture is,except a bit more shimmery.He is heavily muscled,mostly because he exercises a lot and was just born that way.
  
  
• I owe loyalties toward:MountainClan
  
  
• I serve with all my heart as :Deputy
  
  
• What inside of me: Hawkclaw is kind of an act first,think later cat.He has over the years,started to think things through before doing them,but in battles or border fights he forgets to think.He is ambitious but would never kill nor lie to get a higher place.Hawkclaw is a bit resentful toward loners and rouges as they killed a close friend but he will be decent toward them,if they do the same.
  
  In a way he is like Whitestar;alway a bit teasing,a bit arrogant.Mostly it's because he adores and cherishes his clan,and would do anything for them.
  
  Hawkclaw is distant at times,and will give orders only to take them back later.He is embarrassed at these moments and tries to avoid them.He may be cold when he is in his thoughts but MountainClan has learned to deal with it.The tom is usually alert and ready to go,ready to give his life to his clan.
  
  Around other clans,Hawkclaw is quiet and shares his opinions only when asks.Some think it may be because he has nothing to say to them,or he has a lot of things to say to them,that could be hurtful,and chooses not to.
  
  
• What I have done:
  
  Kit
  Hawkkit was the first born in the first litter of his mother,so he was rather special to her.A little too special.He had one brother,Breakingkit,and a sister,Dawnkit.Breakingkit had a jagged black marking down his white side,hence his name.Dawnkit had sun rise like markings,therefore her name.
  
  His sister and brother were jealous of there brother,as he got most of his mothers of attention.This may of course only be because he was the most troublesome,but the kits didn't see it that way.They thought if he was gone all their mother's attention would be focused on them;they where right of course.
  
  Dawnkit and Breakingkit chased him out of the clan,using there numbers against him.They drove him into TornadoClan territory,after which they went back to their mothers stomach.Hawkkit was however lost in enemy territory,where a storm was brewing quickly. The kit ran out of the territory as fast as he could,trying to go in his clans direction,but ran the other way instead.
  
  Then lost and starving he ran into a kitty-pet;this she-cat was living in the city,and she was hardened by her way of life so you could barely call her a kitty pet any more.Her heart was softened by Hawkkit so she 'adopted' him and taught him how to hunt and survive.
  
  They became close,and became mates.She was carrying his kits when she was attacked by a band of rouges and loners.He killed one of them in his rage,and then appalled by his actions he left the city forever.
  
  Hawkkit began to go back to the clans,finally scenting a MountainClan cat.He was filled with adrenaline and soon he reached the clan borders.He had no idea if he would be welcome or not,so he stopped at the border,and waited for the morning patrol.He was soon found and brought into camp,a prisoner.This was before Shadowstar was killed along with the deputy.The believe his story that he had gotten chased out of camp by a cougar,but when they saw he glares of hatred at Dawnbrush and Breakingtail they knew the true story.The two cats ran away from the clan,never to be seen again.
  
  Apprentice
  Hawkpaw was only an apprentice for a moon,he already knew how to do most things.Nothing much happened during his apprenticing,so there really isn't much to tell.
  
  Warrior
  When Hawkclaw became a warrior,he was somewhat unknown to the clan and they didn't truly trust him.He didn't know what had happened with Whitepelt's brother,as they weren't born yet.No one in the clan would tell him the story of it besides the medicine cat,Ebonyleaf.
  
  He spent a bit of time with her after he arrived back in camp,as he had caught greencough during one of the winters.
  
  He got an apprentice and trained her to perfection but unfortunately,soon after being made a warrior,Berrytail died of greencough.
  
  Hawkclaw felt no indifference to Whitepelt and tried to befriend him,but the efforts might have been in vain.He lost possible friends in the clan when this happened,but he didn't care.Then he became deputy;he was proud when that day came.If only his family was there to see it;because when that day came his mother had died.
  
  
  
  
• I have relationships with these characters: Whitestar(Leader),Starbrush(Mother),Dawnbrush(sister),Breakingtail(brother), Akala(Loner 'mother')
  
  
• I live by:Keep trying...perhaps you make it through alive.
  
  
• What I need to pass through:Destiny
  
  
  Update:I changed his name to Hawkclaw,I found out there was another cat called Hawkrain.
  
  

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[}xx.£eaƒm∞n , ,]

all the bios are very good.

[triskaideka]

WooooW! I just love your bio, Hawkclaw! I have such a good deputy. *Tears up* Thanks for making such a great character.

[littlefrost]

I want to audition Littlepaw as sunsetclan apprentice

• Character's Name: Littlepaw
  
  
• Gender: male
  
  
• Clan:[b/] Sunset Clan
  
  
• Age (in moons): 9 moons
  
  
  
  
  
• LOOKS Littlepaw is a unique little(small) cat. He has pointy black ears and a black stripe below his right eye. He is a white cat and has a creamy-orange left foreleg. The same orange also strips down his back. He has long whiskers and green eyes that look wise. He has a rigid back and is covered in a shiny, sleek, short-furred, coat. The only exception is his long-furred tail. He is an unusually small cat, hence the name.
  
  
  
• Rank:Medicine Cat Apprentice
  
  
• What's their personality? At least 7 sentences for warriors, 9 for leaders, 8 for deputies and medicine cats, 5 for apprentices and under.: Littlepaw is an overall kind and quiet cat. He wants a chance to help his clan. He also has a deep connection with StarClan. He is quiet so he can watch and hear every sign of Star Clan's prescence. He enjoys playing with other apprentices but never really talks to them. He is a silent friend.
  
  
• History: Littlepaw has been receiving dreams from Star Clan since he was a kit. His mother was a rogue but his father was a loyal warrior in Sunset Clan. When Little-Kit was just old enough, his father brought him to the clan, his littermates became rogues. He was the smallest and he was faint. He has a blank blotch in his memory. After that, he has been serving his clan in every way possible. He wants to show the leader he is strong. He sees Star Clan in everything.
  
  
  
  
  
  

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[littlefrost]

BLAH! *


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Character's Name;;

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Reflectionhowl

Gender;;[/i]
She-cat

Species;;
Feline; lynx.

Age;;[/i]
24

Breed;;[/i]
North American Lynx

Clan;;[/i]
TwilightClan

Picture;;[/i]
Clickeh!

Appearance;;[/i]
Reflectionhowl is a powerful she-cat. Her build holds the heir of a strong leader. She is rather small for her species, only slightly smaller than the North American Lynx size. Her face is flat and broad, her snout reaching out about three or four inches from the rest of her face. Her hazel-colored eyes are shaped finely, set deep inside her head. They seemed to be outlined with thick, black lines, accenting their light color. Her ears seem a bit small for her head, but have thick ear-fur so she can easilly hear things. They are mostly silver, then faded into a very dark black. Her shoulders are very broad, it's fur normally bristling slightly on the curve. Her twenty pounds of mass is supported by very large, clumsy paws. Her tail is rather short; not quite as long as the rest of her Clan's.

Her fur is very thick, even though it's rather short. In leaf-bare, it provides tremendous heat and is very useful, but in greenleaf, it can be quite uncomforatable. It can be very uncomforatable around her head and neck. There is very thick tufts coming from her cheeks and continuing down to her neck. On her elbows, there are smaller tufts there as well. As well, there are small tufts on her paws that help muffle her pawsteps.

The consistency of her furs follow mainly with her Clan's, but it's a bit lighter in some places. Her undercoat is a very light silver. On top of that is a layer of dark gray. Touching the gray slightly is a very dark navy blue color. In some spots on her fur, the silver still stands out in the right kind of lighting. On her chin and ears, there is a bit of brown tinging her fur. Her claws normally slide soundlessly out and are very thick and very sharp.

Personality;;[/i]
Reflectionhowl is a very sinister cat. She's not very tyrany, just ambitious. She also loves to fight, whether verbally or physically. Obviously, this is quite like TimeClan's ancestors from ShadowClan. She has major mood swings, meaning she could be as nice as a kittypet towards its humans one moment and be ready to slice your throat the next. When around kits, she tends to have a sharp tongue, being as she was never fond of them. In battle, she "sees" red, meaning she's very deadly. More often than not, though, she ends wounding one of her Clanmates in this outraged state. When hunting, she'll be in-tune with her sorroundings, but she'll also be searching eagerly for a large piece of prey to bring down.

History;;[/i]
Kithood;[/u]
Originally, Reflectionhowl was born as Shard as a rogue kit. Her parents were Choas and Petal, two former kittypets turned wild. Reflection was born with two siblings—Blaze and Adder. Blaze and Adder were much bigger and much less fragile than Shard was. Shard was looked after a bit more often than her brothers, but by time she had turned 6 moons of age, she had left her family to travel alone. She wandered into TwilightClan territory soon afterwards, where she was held prisoner then offered the chance to become a TwilightClan apprentice.

Apprenticeship;[/u]
Now renamed Reflectionpaw for her ability to relfect her adopted Clan's attitude and ability well, she was trained by a senior warrior that went by the name of Mirrorgaze. Mirrorgaze was a soft she-cat and would most likely become an elder as soon as Reflectionpaw had finished her training. As suspected, she did become an elder once Reflectionpaw became a warrior, but before, she taught Reflectionpaw all the basics and advanced things about her new Clan.

Warriorhood;[/u]
Once she was renamed, Reflectionhowl was a very quiet cat. She slept at the edge of the warriors' den and didn't socialize much. She mostly kept to herself or hunted. The few cats she did socialize with were mostly the elders and her ex-mentor Mirrorgaze. She would often help the apprentices with their chores they had to do with the elders, though some of them made fun of her for doing so. She didn't really mind, but one day, it had gotten too much and she swatted one of them upside the head. Soon after doing this, she recieved her own apprentice—Dragonpaw—and became her Clan's deputy.

Relationships;;[/i]
Mother—Petal(rogue)
Father—Chaos(rogue)
Brothers—Blaze(kittypet) and Adder(rogue)

Themesong/Motto;;[/i]
Pain by Three Days Grace

Codeword;;[/i]
Destiny

Other;;[/i]
If Reflectionhowl can't be the deputy, could she be a normal warrior? As well, the underlined part in the history indicates the optional part of it.[/size][/blockquote]

[song]

• call me [ s o f t l y ]: Duskwing
  
  
• my scent can [ s p e a k ] :
  She-cat
  
  
• this is how i [ s t a l k ] :
  Cat
  
  
• moons have [ p a s s e d ] :
  32 moons
  
  
• i like to think i look like [ t h i s ] :
  Siamese Cat
  
  
• take a [ p h o t o ] :
  Click here.
  
  
• how i am [ s e e n ] :
  Dark, patched fur of mottled grey and black covers her slender body in thick, soft fur. It is almost always well-cared for, silky and gleaming. Her slimness not only comes from genetics but from lack of food as well, a standing proof of the hardships she has suffered. Duskwing's eyes are a striking, brilliant blue, strange for a cat of her colors, yet no white fur could cause this coloring around her face. Her left ear is shredded beyond repair at the tip, yet it doesn't hamper her hearing in any way, just a leftover battle scar from a fight well won. She has a seemingly delicate body, and it seems as though she could be flung aside by any massive, clawed paw, but this is most definitely not the case, both due to the sharp black claws embedded in her small, neat, snowy white paws, and the gleaming white fangs lining her jaws. Her tail is long and thickly-furred, all black with rings of dark greyish blue until it narrows to the tip, which is a pure white. At the base of her tail, where her slender body meets it, her fur darkens, and stays a bright midnight-blue along her spine.
  
  Her throat and belly are coated in pure, snow-white, and fade into blue-grey darkness as it reaches towards the sky. Silver dapples dance across her hindquarters and her thin shoulders. However, under the soft, luxurious fur, disguised by the length, are thick, knotted muscles. Duskwing is built mostly for speed, but there is immense power hidden in her limbs, known solely by the many cats she has... disposed of. Her darker coat is typical of her Clan, but her white points make her more unique, along with the silver dapples. Unlike other cats, her muzzle is strangely extended, but is still only a small amount longer than the average cat's. Her bright blue eyes are rimmed with black that leads down on either side of her muzzle, much like that of a cheetah's.
  
  Her pointed, triangular ears are almost always alert, standing straight up on her finely shaped skull to catch sounds from all directions. They, like other parts of her body, are black with white tips. Her fur may be long, but it thins out when it reaches her legs, making it easier for her to move around and less to get caught in brambles and wired fences. Even though she is a hardened battle cat, her scars don't have much impact on her beauty; however, she never plans to take a mate, as she would hate being cooped up while others fought for her.
  
  
• i call this my [ h o m e ] :
  TwilightClan
  
  
• my own [ s t a t u s ] :
  Deputy (?)
  
  
• this is how i will [ r e s p o n d ] :
  Duskwing is quite the formidable she-cat, and often it seems she has more than one personality. Most of this inner turmoil originates far into her past, yet she claims is has little impact on how she acts now. This she-cat has a fiery temper, but it takes quite some time to wear her down to the point at which she explodes. When stress and anxiety within the Clan, and a few other situations, worry her, her tolerance level drops to a low. At these times, it is best not to ask too many questions at once, or behave irrationally. More than anything, Duskwing hates repeating herself, being altogether impatient.
  
  However, when presented with young cats or kits, Duskwing shows a much softer side of herself. With them, she is calm and gentle and shockingly patient for a cat who was just yowling at a senior warrior. Because of this, she is an excellent mentor for any young cat. Another dislike of hers is whining. She has a kind of empathy for cats who can do so little about their own problems that they just must go telling it to every cat in the Clan and beyond. Strangely enough, secrets are one of Duskwing's favorite things; she's good at both keeping and giving a good ear to them.
  
  Fiercely loyal and ambitious, Duskwing is definitely a pawful to handle, but when you receive her trust, nothing will break it. Traitors... she despises them more than anything else. When it comes to them, she cares nothing for them and shows no mercy whatsoever, no matter the excuse. She will fight to the death to protect her Clan and friends, and nothing will ever change that. She's been betrayed more than once, though, so it might be difficult to earn her trust in you...
  
  
• this is my [ p a s t ] :
  as a k i t
  Duskwing was born to the rogues Shred and Raina, two opposites, like Yin and Yang. Raina had a litter of three with Shred, and promptly after, Shred departed without a goodbye, leaving Raina alone to fend for her kits and herself. Luckily, her brother Stormcloud was nearby, and he arrived after following her scent to find her with only two live kits, one being dead from starvation. Even though the black and blue tom was a nasty piece of work, he sympathized enough with his sister to hunt for them for a moon, then left them on their own. By now Duskwing and her brother Ripclaw- both named for the clans Stormcloud oft spoke of- could wander by themselves. Raina wished for them to grow quickly so she could hand them off to the Clans, simply because motherhood wasn't right for the she-cat rogue.
  
  Two moons later, when the kits were four moons old, Shred returned and offered to take the trio to a safe, warm place. When he had lured Raina away from her two young kits, he struck quickly, almost completely tearing Duskwing's left ear off and blinding Ripclaw in his right eye. Both still bear the scars of their father's strange, sudden rage. When Raina returned, she was furious, and the two former mates locked themselves in combat. Raina ended up the worse; she died from blood loss two days after the battle, but still left Shred dead after the fight. Her two kits wandered together until they hit seven moons, and then they stumbled upon the clans.
  
  After explaining her pitiful story to the Clan- and being offered sympathy she didn't want- Duskwing was given the rank of apprentice to a now-dead warrior called Iceheart. Her brother Ripclaw never quite fit in with the TwilightClan cats, and traveled away. Duskwing hasn't seen him since.
  
  as an a p p r e n t i c e
  Having started her apprenticeship at seven moons rather than the normal six, Duskwing was far behind in her training, and Iceheart was merciless, waking her early and sending her back late to make up for missed time. It was a hard apprenticeship, especially when her training had to be paused because of a battle wound, but she blended in well within the Clan and was soon accepted as a normal TwilightClan apprentice.
  
  Iceheart, however, always made it hard for her, and Duskwing became stronger because of it. When Iceheart was killed in the winter by a falling tree, she mourned along with her Clanmates, because this cat- however crude or cruel she had been- had taught Duskwing more than she would ever know with any other mentor. Shortly after she recovered from the loss of her mentor, she passed her hunting assessment with ease, being slight and stealthy. Of course, being petite and small, she had more difficulty in the battle assessment, but soon passed it because of Iceheart's diligent training. At the age of fourteen moons, she became a young warrior, full-fledged and fiercely loyal to her Clan, despite her rogue roots.
  
  as a w a r r i o r
  Duskwing fought many battles as a warrior, losing few and always remaining strong and loyal. She suffered her injuries and recovered like any other warrior, but when she fought, there was a certain repulsiveness about it to her. Perhaps it was the memory of her parents destroying each other that made the idea of fighting other cats disgusting to her, or perhaps it just went against her nature. Either way, it did not make her a worse fighter in any way, and did not change her loyalties.
  
  However, unlike many other she-cat warriors, she never became a queen and had kits. She held no interest in such things, nor did she ever want to. The thought of being stuck behind bramble walls all day, having others do her work for her, and being unable to fight for her Clan for moons sickens her still. As a warrior, Duskwing's excellent hunting skills aided her in feeding her Clan through harsh leaf-bares. She supported Timestar when he was made leader; by now, most cats had forgotten her rogue-born origins. She, however, did not, and to this day she still wonders about what happened to her brother and uncle, Ripclaw and Stormcloud. She knows she will never find the time to seek them out, but she wishes desperately to, so she can find some cat that is her kin. Sadly, she can't recall either of their appearances, so there is no hope of finding her own blood.
  
  Recently, she was made deputy by Timestar for her unswerving loyalty and ferocity in battle. Duskwing loves her status in the clan, and she wouldn't sacrifice it for anything. She has ambition, yes, but not enough to be hungry for power, all the time, every day, and dream of it, like some others...
  
  
• those i [ k n o w ] :
  Shred: Shred was Duskwing's rather disgraceful father. After Raina bore his litter of three kits, he abandoned her to hunt for both the kits and herself. Deceased.
  Raina: Raina was Duskwing's sweet and loyal mother. Deceased.
  Stormcloud: Extremely nasty and cynical, brother to Raina
  Unnamed: The brother of Duskwing, never named because he died just a few days after being born from lack of food. The runt of the litter of three.
  Ripclaw: Living brother of Duskwing, mostly cynical, sarcastic, careless, and flat-out mean. Duskwing still doesn't know his location.
  
  
• does this stand for [ m e ? ] :
  Kryptonite by Three Doors Down
  
  
• just whisper one [ w o r d ] :
  Destiny
  
  
• my [ p u p p e t e e r ' s ] words :
  I know I'm still knew, but I am always active & literate on my roleplay sites. Konara Forests is the second site I plan on being active on, and I would be more than honored to become TwilightClan's deputy.
  My name is Song, by the way, and I own every single warrior's books in the series. If Duskwing cannot be deputy, could she please be a warrior and just delete the last paragraph in her history? Thanks again!
  

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Song won the deputy position of TwilightClan. Rainbowwish, Reflectionhowl can be a warrior. =] just copy your character's bios into the character creation board and I'll add them!