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Post by Duskstar on Jul 15, 2008 10:45:43 GMT -5
Hey, as you know, I am Duskstar, leader and head admin of the site. Welcome! If your reading this you have joined. Either that or your just a guest that is snooping XD. Well, one way or another, your here, and that's what counts, right?
Ok, now on to bigger and better things. Obviously, we are going to need active and decent rping high positions here at Warriors: In the Night. So...
ONLY TRY OUT IF YOUR POSITIVE YOU ARE GOING TO BE ACTIVE, AND NOT JUST MAKE YOUR BIO AND LEAVE.
Ok, if you would like to try out for a high position, post your bio here, using the bio form. If I think its good enough, then you'll get the spot! If not, then... sorry, but I don't think your quite right for the job. Remember, no whining if you don't get it. Whoopdee do, I mean come on, move on! This site can still be fun even if you don't get a high position ^^.
Slots Open:
Leader --- Mothstar Deputy Medicine Cat
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Post by >>is_WHITE_cat<< on Jul 19, 2008 12:04:10 GMT -5
Done!!! Name: Loststripe Age: Age: 68 moons Gender: Tom Clan: SwiftClan Rank: Leader Appearance:I-M-A-G-ELoststar’s nose is triangular, a pink outlined in gray. His muzzle is small and stout but does not give him a Persian appearance. He has a light brown on the edge that turns darker into gray as the muzzle divides into his eyes. The right side of his muzzle is white, while the left is a line between white and tan. His whiskers seem to melt into the fur, aligned at different angles. His eyes, appearing to be a pale mossy green, are layered in color. The outer ring is gray, then it becomes yellow, amber and finally pale green. The last color around his pupil is a dark blue, hardly noticeable. A tortoise shell or calico? Neither word seems to fit his odd coat. His pelt is almost completely divided in two* gray and caramel until it reached his tail. Loststar has caramel running down his right flank, with the limbs a dark gray running up to his shoulder and haunch. The left side is completely gray flank, from his face on to the tail. He has white fur on all four paws, going up a little higher on the left side. The tail is completely gray up to a caramel ring and white tip. His coat is thick, soft and fluffy on his back and tail, but sharp and bristled on his face, paws and stomach area. The tom’s feet are large, with hard black pads. His claws extend easily out of his fur, but after age and injury he has trouble sheathing some of his back claws. Yellowed teeth gleam from under his muzzle, sharp and almost ready to kill. He’s built thin, and swift. The only bulky area is in his back haunches, where 5 years of running built up. His other muscular features are fairly flexible, in battle making him hard to get a good blow on. Light scathes run down his shoulders and flank from the times he’s survived. Personality:The things that could be used to describe Loststripe are strength, belief and responsibility. The first two he can match keenly for being his nature. But as for responsibility some times he’s had trouble with it. Strength is a term Loststripe likes to use for knowledge. His time in the world has taught him many lessons, and he tries to pass them all on to the young cats in the Clan. Sometimes, he can be hypocritical, but the leader tries to be honest and supportive of justice. He works hard for the Clan, following the code and trying to hold any other cat to it. Hard work is one of the things he would like to see reflected in his deputy. The belief in StarClan makes all the difference as a Leader or Medicine Cat. Loststripe has a high distaste in rouges and kittypets, mearly because he thinks that all cats should know their ancestors. He holds tight onto them, always praying and never forgetting to follow all the ancient customs. Not easily will this cat be wavered from anything StarClan cats tell him. Responsibility; a key trait meant for any good cat. Loststripe is confident and ready to lead his Clan but occasionally he can do things rash and kit-like. He doesn't tend to forget things often, and always tries to pull his weight in life. However, he's gone overboard by refusing the Medicine Cat's help when other cats were injured. Of course, if he had a sufferable wound it just caused trouble later. There are other virtues that he has, less meaningful, but always needed in life. Blind loyalty to protect the Clan, a strong sense of fairness to keep all cats content even in the dead of Leafbare, an open warmth of friendship to keep the Clan at peace and the wisdom to help out even the smallest problems. History: Lostkit was given his name for the bad sense of direction he was born with. He would constantly get lost with other litters, his mother always dragging him back with his brother. His father was the proud deputy at the time, and Lostkit wanted to be just like him. Lightkit, Lostkit's brother, was always with him. The two were competitive, and though the two often argues they were insparable. There was only one day when Lightkit snuck out of camp and accidently ate Death berries, that caused Lostkit to be apprenticed before his brother. Lostpaw would always try to do his chores reckless and fast to visit the Medicine Cat's Den. His mentor was an impatient and touchy cat known as Falconclaw. The tom would always get in fights with him, quarreling much more fiercely than he ever did with Lightkit. His first Gathering came--but Lostpaw wasn't allowed to go since Falconclaw changed his mind the last day. Angry, Lostpaw trained harder and more agressive so that he would be allowed to the next one. When he learned to fight a fox, ironically one attacked camp. The beast killed his mother before being driven off by the newly-named Rainstar. He, his father and brother were all very mournful after this, and alas Lightpaw was apprenticed. Still, Lostpaw knew somehow he was on his own. The brothers never looked at each other the same again. Falconclaw was the new deputy, and Lostpaw was stuck often helping Lightpaw's mentor train him. Once the two were caught up a battle just seemed to appear with StoneClan. Lostpaw fought hard, and Falconclaw acknowledged that he was ready to be a warrior. The new name he was given was Loststripe. Lightstorm had been named with him, but the two refused to acknowledge each other once more. His vigil was quiet, but not so much that he ever fell asleep. After it ended, and he awoke, the tom was already out and performing warrior duties. He began growing closer to his father, Rainstar, and the deputy at the time, Tigerheart. He continued on with his life until leaf-bare where he was given his first apprentice. Dapplepaw was her name, and everything about her made Loststripe cringe; she was snooty, ignorant and lazy. He would constantly push her but to no avail. He snapped and scratched her, right infront of Tigerheart. He was in trouble that day, and he lost his apprentice to Lightstorm. Amazingly the two immidiately hooked up and Dapplepaw's training went uphill. Loststripe was very angry with himself at the fact he couldn't become fast friends like that and began to work more on his social skills. Seasons passed until Dappletail, now a warrior, was killed on the border. The same day Loststripe was given his second apprentice Stormpaw. A war broke out again between SwiftClan and StoneClan. He balanced training, warrior duties and preperations until it went all-out. He was fighting on the front lines bravely, blow after blow with Stormpaw, he worked hard even with his father. It cleared out, neither side winning, but SwiftClan left deputiless. That night Rainstar announced the new deputy; Lightstorm. It was much to Loststripe's distaste but he accepted it. A gathering came and went, and he became more and more annoyed with his brother until he couldn't put up with it any longer. He started sleeping during the day and heading out of camp at night to hunt, much to Lightstorm and Rainstar's annoyance. Stormpaw didn't mind though, coming with him on all the "field-trips". He kept training out until Stormstone was a warrior and alas Lightstorm was killed by a rouge. Rabbitstar was deputy next, appointing Mothwhisper in his leadership. Mothstar soon got the position, then when she was leader he became deputy.It was the night of his life, with the moon shining and the stars glittering. He was named deputy, after Tigerheart and Lightstorm he had finally acheived the position. He was honored, and continued to serve the Clan for many moons. Leadership to comeThe ceramony was long and painful. He recieved his lives from these cats; Heatherbreeze--one of his mother's closest friends--tireless energy Limestone--his mother, obviously--protection Dappletail--his first apprentice--mentoring Lightstorm--his brother--loyalty Rainstar--his father--justice Tigerheart--former deputy and friend--Nobility, Certainty and Faith Falconclaw--his mentor--love Stormwind--second apprentice--courage Whisperheart--a StoneClan warrior he killed in battle--compassion
Loststar accepted each life and returned to his Clan where he now resides.RP Sample: (You only have to do this the first time) Heart beating hard and furiously against his throat, cold claws seemed to pierce his body from every angle and stung like a burning fire. The pale orbs of Loststripe gazed up at the sky as he shivered in defeat. It was pointless already, rain and sleet would come soon and pelt him down and force him under the care of his Medicine Cat.
Time seemed to stop altogether as his mind ceased with fear. The tom wasn't ready, and yet he couldn't let the entire Clan perish a horrible death. His duty and sense were tearing him into pieces, doubts clouded his thoughts.
Great StarClan... why didn't I see this coming?
Pawsteps beat against the ground, the echo of yowls rang in his ears. His senses were dulling, leaving only the thought of protection alert. His muscles ached, but he continued to pad on with his ringed green eyes focused intently ahead.Kin:Mother--Limestone Father--Rainstar Brother--Lightstorm Mate--None Mentor--Falconclaw Apprentices--Dappleclaw, Stormwind Deputies--N/A
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Post by Duskstar on Aug 3, 2008 13:06:34 GMT -5
*waits for more auditions so she can decide*
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Post by Mothstar}} on Aug 6, 2008 0:23:27 GMT -5
[Ummm, hi!! xD Gosh, please realize that Mothwhisper is usually played as a RiverClan cat, so all river references may be off... And please forgive that it is so insufferably LONG.] Name: Mothstar. Age: Thirty-six Moons. Gender: She-cat. Clan: SwiftClan Rank: Leader. _______________________________ Appearance: Mothstar is a medium sized she-cat with a decent amount of muscle. She’s nearly a foot at the shoulder, with most of her muscle residing in her legs. Her legs are a tad longer than most cats, and the paws on the end of those legs are somewhat dainty in construction. She, like her siblings, has the genetically long tail that she can curl over her back and touch her shoulders with. Her skull is square-ish, but small. It sits closely to her body. She has a short, but pretty, muzzle centered near the bottom of her face. Her eyes are very almond shaped, and they sit neatly spaced above her muzzle and flurry of long white whiskers. Her ears are rounded triangles that sit slightly to each side of her skull. Her right front paw is twisted to the outside just slightly, barley perceivable and not enough to cause a limp. She has a few scars that can be seen through her long fur, one being a gash on her shoulder from a scuffle with Longfrost. Her chest, front legs, jaw and around her eyes are stark white. The rest of her body is deep, ebony black. Her left ear is a fiery orange-brown, along with a large patch on her back, like a small pair of fairy wings folded against her back. Her eye color varies from a bright, emerald green to a sickly yellow-green depending on her mood.
Personality: Mothstar tends to be rather up-tight. She's all about business and a rather annoying by-the-book, matter-of-fact way of doing things. She's has been aspiring to be leader since she was a kit. She has gained a certain amount of mentoring prowess in her time as Wrathfang's mentor. In that time she learned patience, and that hate is best directed at the one who brought the hatred, not his kin. She now rules over her apprentices with an iron paw, guiding them along their path to warriorhood quickly, efficiently, and by the book. She is the leader most likely to spring into battle, claws unsheathed, fangs bore, war-cry echoing... When she's also the cat trying to find a peaceful way to end things. She has no problems fighting, but the bloodshed of her Clan mates is not something she jokes about. She's the cat the kits dread to get as a mentor, unless they are as driven and single-minded as she. If not, she learned enough patience from Wrathfang that she can make it through the six moon training with little to no conflict.
History:
Kithood Mothkit was born as the last of four kits, her older siblings being born in this order, Whitekit, Hailkit and Longkit. Her father, Mothshadow, died the day she was born so her mother, Tawnybird, named the tiny tortie with the orange 'wings' like her father had, Mothkit. Mothkit's first memory was of a ThunderClan raid on the camp in which the RiverClan deputy, Yellowstone, was killed. She was later faced with her best friend, Foxkit's, insane mother, Quietwind, who refused to let Hailpaw and Brindlerain-the medicine cats-visit Foxkit's sister Hollowkit, who had contracted Black Cough. Mothkit met Cunningpaw, the fox-like son of Rabbitstar, that day. Cunningpaw encouraged Mothkit to try and save Hollowkit. Mothkit, empowered, took Hollowkit the herbs she would need to get better. Hollowkit died the next day.
Apprenticeship Mothpaw became a normal apprentice until the end of her apprenticeship. She was engaged in a battle over territory. She was fighting an apprentice named Chilledpaw. Chilledpaw pushed both herself and Mothpaw into the river, which carried the two out of Clan territory and into the clutches of rogues. The rogue leader, Dog, held the two captive until a small patrol of Clan cats (Shadowedmoon, Crimsonblood, Tawnybird, Rabbitstar, Whitefoot, Foxfur and Cunningclaw) came to save the two. Mothpaw and Chilledpaw, with the help of the rogue Wika, escaped during the fight. The two apprentices got into Clan territory when Dog attacked them, killing and mutilating Chilledpaw's body. Mothpaw, emaciated and terrified, ran to Fourtrees where she had a sudden attack and nearly died. Her sister saved her from death and Mothpaw returned to camp to receive her warrior name, Mothwhisper.
Warriorhood and Queenhood Mothwhisper was given her first apprentice, Firepaw, right after she got home. Mothwhisper went through her first warrior mission the day after she got her name. She was to run out the loner that had been staying on SwiftClan territory. Mothwhisper found her, a ragged old loner with a long flowing grey pelt and bright green eyes. The loner called herself Brokenmask. Mothwhisper brought the dying she-cat back to RiverClan where they became close friends and Mothwhisper learned why StarClan had let her live the day she'd almost died. The deputy of SWiftClan, Darkeye, retired and left Rabbitstar with a decision. He would have picked his son, Cunningclaw, or Whitefoot to be deputy had Brokenmask not died that day. Mothwhisper had become very hard and uncaring since she had almost died, which ruled her out for the deputy position. Mothwhisper did a complete 180 when Brokenmask died, turning into a mess of heart ache. Rabbitstar knew that Mothwhisper would be a better deputy and one day leader than Cunningclaw or Whitefoot ever could be. Mothwhisper found out later that she would be having Cunningclaw's kits, so she went to Rabbitstar and begged to stay deputy after the kits were born. Rabbitstar said yes and Chilledkit, Hollowkit, Dancingkit and Robinkit were born. Mothwhisper was devastated when SwiftClan grew weak with Black Cough. Every elder had died, all the apprentices were sick and the few warriors that still stood could barely work. Rabbitstar himself had lost two lives to the devastating sickness. She was completly heartbroken when Hollowkit died. Then Chilledkit. And finally, Dancingkit died. Mothwhisper did not speak until the sickness was gone and Robinkit was safe. Every SwiftClan cat was on edge later that moon when cats began disappearing. Mothwhisper thought nothing of it and happily went back to her deputy duties when Robinkit was four moons old.
Deputyship She was helping Rabbitstar, who only had two lives left; solve a problem between the apprentices when Longfrost and Cunningclaw began to fight. Rabbitstar broke it up, but Longfrost was still seething mad. Later that night, Longfrost snuck into the leaders den and killed Rabbitstar quietly before attacking Hailwhisper and bringing his sister's life to an end. Longfrost went on to murder a queen and her kits. Mothwhisper was awoken by Silverfeather’s screams and the wails of dying kits. Mothwhisper ran into the nursery and attacked and nearly killed her brother, only to find Silverfeather, Rapidkit, Frogkit, Willowkit, Weaselkit and Justicekit all dead. He was frantic to find her own kit, Robinkit, who was being watched over by Silverfeather. Longfrost limped out of the nursery and into the clearing where he slit Robinkit’s throat. Mothwhisper and Cunningclaw were too late to save their son. Longfrost in turn attacked Envygaze, his mate, while Mothwhisper and Cunningclaw were distracted. Rabbitstar came out of his den and attacked Longfrost, telling him to get away from his daughter. Longfrost was ready and killed Rabbitstar for the final time. Longfrost grinned and followed the fleeing Envygaze out of the camp. Mothwhisper began to cry and said her most famous words, “Longfrost will pay for this.” She quickly took control of SwiftClan, naming [insert name] deputy and the duo set out to begin the burials. SwiftClan was almost back to normal when Longfrost returned and snarled out a challenge to Cunningclaw. Cunningclaw looked at his mate and ran out of the camp to the river bank to confront Longfrost. Mothwhisper arrived just in time to see Cunningclaw’s fox-red head go under the water. Mothwhisper attacked her brother and about four moons later SwiftClan calmed down enough for Mothwhisper and Foxfur to make the trip to the Crystal Pool where she received her nine lives from these cats: Rabbitstar, Cunningclaw, Hollowkit, Tawnybird, Cocopelt, Chilledpaw, Hailwhisper, Firestorm and Mothshadow. On the way back to camp Mothstar and Foxfur found a young kit who called himself Wrath. Wrath mewed his mothers name and was swept away to SwiftClan. Wrath was the son of Longfrost and Envygaze; the grandson of Rabbitstar. Mothstar led a normal leadership from then on.
Kin: Mother - {Deceased} Tawnybird Father - {Deceased} Mothshadow Siblings - Seventhsin[Longfrost], {Deceased} Whitefoot, {Deceased} Hailwhisper Kits - {All Deceased} Robinkit, Dancingkit, Chilledkit, Hollowkit Nephew- Wrathfang Mate - {Deceased} Cunningclaw Former Mentor - {Deceased} Rabbitstar Apprentice (only if warrior) - {None}
RP Sample: Do You Call My Name? Do You Breed My Pain? My Heart Is Bloody And I Can't Take It Anymore.
εїз The light filtered down from between the trees. It wasn't a clear light, but more murky and dull. And it only scarcely lit the path of the tortoiseshell beauty. Or some would say. Others would spit at her passing and curse her to burn in DemonClan. But either way you leaned, Mothstar was no the feline to cross today. The simple thought of her elder, twin brother sent wild shivers up her spine and forced her hackles to shoot up. But the occurrence today had shocked her and shaken her to her core. In her lost mood she had put her deputy in charge and fled camp. Her simple resolve was coming back, bubbling beneath the surface. With a few deep breaths she'd gone from seething mad to irritated to sad. A careless slight by an ignorant apprentice had sent her into spiraling rage. She'd punished him harshly and she hoped that her trusty deputy had straightened things out. She remembered the shocked faces of her Clan as she snapped and turned on the loud mouthed tom.
εїз And now she wandered the woods, taking in the sunlight and clean air. And with the air came clarity of mind. She regretted fully her harsh actions on the truly sweet young apprentice. Every fiber of her being wished to return to that moment and stop herself. Sighing she came to an uneasy halt, looking about. A crow's call brought her attention to the shadows behind her. From the deepening shadows of twilight came the menacing growl of an enemy past. Mothstar's heart stopped and her breath caught in her throat. She stiffened, hackles flaring out and making her seem twice her normal size. But no matter her own size, Seventhsin would always be larger. He stepped from the shadows and laughed. Mothstar turned to stare him in the face. He doubled her height, making him one of the most massive toms in the forest. And his face was nearly like looking into a mirror, her own white, black, and orange reflected back at her in a face-twisting sneer. Seventhsin eyes blazed with hatred and Mothstar could feel her back legs shake. "You." She spat, letting her claws reveal themselves from the inside of her petite paws.
εїз He laughed again, the sound of it bouncing from tree to tree and sending up waves of screeching black crows. His eyes shifted and the crystal green inside his eyes began to bleed to black. He began to morph, his fangs and claws lengthening and turning as black as ebony. Mothstar felt vulnerable and small and she cried out as her brother leaped forward. He flew through the air in slow motion, his claws hitting her shoulders and knocking her backwards onto her back. He glared down into her face, hot breath stinking of carnage and crow food. Mothstar yowled, clawing at his belly for her very life, but his grip seemed unbreakable. Mothstar yelped out on last cry for help as he leaned down and slit her throat. She gurgled and flailed, tossing under his iron grip. Everything faded to black for a moment... And she was alive again, still traped under Seventhsin's steely hold. She yowled in fear as he leaned to slit her throat once more. Mothstar screeched, "NO!" She felt everything fade to black once more...
εїз Mothstar's eyes fluttered open. The stone floor was cold under her cheek. She stood quickly, a strangled cry ripping from her throat. She looked around, eyes searching all the dark corners for her demon of a brother. She was in her own den. And it had all been a dream. Mothstar's legs shook and she gave way and sunk to the floor. She swallowed a few times, getting herself under control before standing once again. She made her way out of the den and was appalled to find that the moon was still soaring high in the sky, winking down on the little camp. She lashed her tail and turned to return to her nest. A small noise alerted her to movement in the shadows. Still a bit jumpy, she whipped around. Her teeth were bore and her claw were unsheathed. Her hackled had flown out and she was a menacing sight. But the only creature to greet her menace was a small, very unwise mouse. It stood perfectly still, beady eyes staring straight at Mothstar. Mothstar unfluffed. She couldn't believe how foolish she'd been. A short chuckle was cause enough for alarm. A soft whisper followed, "Why hello, sister dear..." With widened eyes and a cold heart, Mothstar turned around to see the real sight that was Seventhsin.
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Post by Duskstar on Aug 6, 2008 17:49:56 GMT -5
Looks like a good bio ^^ I will wait for one more addition for leader, then make my decision. *likes to have a choice*
Just a few things for you to remember, Mothwhisper. These really aren't that big of a deal, seeing as everything else looks good, but keep them in mind nevertheless.
1. Cats can't cry 2. Cats don't have purple fur 3. I doubt any cat knows about Coco.. XD
Number two and number three were like... really tiny tiny tiny mistakes that weren't a big deal because they were not main charries in the history. Number one is just a reminder so you don't do that in RPs.
Other than that I think you have a very good chance of making it ^^ Nice job.
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Post by >>is_WHITE_cat<< on Aug 11, 2008 16:08:30 GMT -5
I finished Loststar! My longest BIO ever.... I'm serious, that one took me a long time!
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Post by Mothstar}} on Aug 11, 2008 20:34:50 GMT -5
I altered all but Cocopelt, since he was actually my friend character, not mine.
And I finished the crappy rp post. >>;
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Post by Duskstar on Aug 11, 2008 21:47:52 GMT -5
Congrats Mothstar, you get the position! Post the bio in Accepted SwiftClan, please Sorry, White, your bio was really good, I promise! I was really impressed at the length compared to Faintshadow/star's. Keep it up, she is a good candidate for deputy.
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Post by >>is_WHITE_cat<< on Aug 12, 2008 0:23:01 GMT -5
I edited mine.... except the names in the description and personality! XP Sorry, my brother's laziness is rubbing off on me today...
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Post by Mothstar}} on Aug 13, 2008 23:23:52 GMT -5
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bramble
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Post by bramble on Aug 17, 2008 22:25:48 GMT -5
Name: Torchclaw Age: 27 moons Gender: Tom Clan: SwiftClan Rank: Deputy
Appearance: Torchclaw has fire-red pelt and soft, green eyes. Torchclaw has long and very sharp claws, along with sharp teeth. Torchclaw's front left paw is slightly twisted and covered with scars, making it hard for Torchclaw to walk sometimes. His muzzle has many scars from previous battles, and his tail has a few bald spots as well. The inside of Torchclaw's ear has scratches on it, exposing it to loud noises. He also has three small scars on his stomach.
Personality: Torchclaw is generally rough, and not very patient or kind to young apprentices and kits. Actually, Torchclaw prefers to stay away from them as much as possible, except for his own kit, Sandkit. He likes to get out of the camp often, and hunt alone. When he was younger, Torchclaw had a softer personality until his mate and one of his kits were killed, that was when his rougher side showed. When out training with older apprentices, he shows some of the softness he used to have. Sometimes he even shares his story with them. Torchclaw could best be described as somewhat patriotic. In battle, he is extremely protective of kits because he knows what it is like to lose them, and he doesn't want others to know what it's like.
History: Kit: As a kit, Torchclaw dreamed of becoming a great warrior, like most kits do. He always asked if he could go hunting with the apprentices and warriors, and was of course rejected. He took his dream seriously, and would practice fighting with his sister, Birdkit, showing no mercy and wouldn't stop until she squeeled, really loudly.
Apprentice: As an apprentice, Torchpaw learned quickly and tried his best. He had his hopes up high until one day came when he was eleven moons old and almost ready to become a warrior. A few badgers got angry at SwiftClan for driving them out and attacked. Torchpaw's father was killed in the battle and his front left paw was badly twisted and scarred. It took three moons for it to heal, but it still affects him today. It is a reminder to him of the battle. Finally, when he was four moons old, he became a warrior.
Warrior: Torchpaw become a warrior a little later than the other apprentices. He was made a warrior along with his sister, Birdtail. During his warriorship, Torchclaw endured many casualties. At sixteen moons his best friend died of greencough along with two other warrriors. When he was nineteen moons old there was another attack on the camp by SilentClan, in which his mother died, too old to stand much of a chance against the SilentClan cats. This was also when the inside of Torchclaw's left ear was scarred, and it still affects him today. It is a reminder to him of that battle. When he was twenty moons old he fell in love with a young she-cat named Roseheart, and he mated with her at twenty-three moons. It didn't take long before Roseheart had kits, Sandkit and Whiskerkit. Things were looking up until two moons later when a rouge attempted to steal Sandkit, Whiskerkit, and a few others as well. Birdtail died saving them, but the kits were rescued, except for Whiskerkit who wasn't strong enough to make it. When Torchclaw was twenty-six moons old Roseheart died of a mysterious poisoning, and another queen began taking care of Sandkit. Another warrior died trying to stop the rouge who had stolen the kits, he had been the deputy of SwiftClan. Mothstar decided to make Torchclaw deputy.
Deputy: There's not much to say about Torchclaw's deputyship. Since he's only been deputy for a moon, not much has happened since the last incident.
RP Example: Done it, oh well.
Kin: Mother: Copperflower (deceased) Father: Silverwind (deceased) Brother/Sisters: Birdtail (deceased) Mate: Roseheart (deceased) Kits: Sandkit, Whiskerkit (deceased)
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Post by Duskstar on Aug 21, 2008 18:15:35 GMT -5
Come on guys, lets get the auditions a'movin. We need'a more'a tryouts
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Post by >>is_WHITE_cat<< on Aug 24, 2008 11:46:20 GMT -5
Um.... Duskstar, if Marblepelt doesn't want a leader could I possibly have Loststar?
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Post by Duskstar on Aug 24, 2008 18:11:36 GMT -5
Possibly, but you'll have to talk to shadow about that.
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Post by Duskstar on Aug 31, 2008 9:26:01 GMT -5
White, I can see that you worked really hard on Loststripe's bio.
Loststripe is now deputy of SwiftClan.
Post the bio in the accepted board, please.
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