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Post by Telly on Jul 28, 2009 13:14:14 GMT -5
If you're interested in becoming the Deputy or Medicine Cat of EarthClan please fill out the following form;
Deputy
[b]Name:[/b] [b]Gender:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Desired Rank:[/b] [b]Roleplaying Sample (in character):[/b]
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Post by Flamestripe on Aug 5, 2009 16:16:12 GMT -5
Name: Flamestripe Gender: Tom Age: 36 moons Desired Rank: Deputy Roleplaying Sample (in character): The great red tabby yawned and stretched, his claws sinking into the earth. Blades of grass sprouted uncomfortably between his toes and tickled his belly fur. Flamestripe rose to his full height, his tail brushing the roof of the warrior's den. There were knots in his long fur that would need grooming. Not now anyway, I have things to do. He stepped carefully around the other sleeping warriors, being careful not to step on whiskers or tails. The sun was just cresting the tops of the trees. The sky, through the wispy clouds, was a baby blue, fading to yellow near the horizon. The bellies of the clouds were painted pink. The air was thick with moisture and smelled as though more rain was on the way. Flamestripe padded across the clearing. Outside the apprentice's den, a misty gray form was giving itself a thorough wash. He recognized Rainpaw, a pretty young she-cat. She was only just apprenticed to the new cat Loyalclaw. The sandy-colored tom came with stories about Clans far away ridden with war and forced to disband. He wanted to join EarthClan. Of course, Amberstar banished him to the prisoner's den, and even the red tabby deputy was skeptical at first. A full moon had gone by with no trouble, and some of the Clan began to accept him. The little gray she-cat was given to him as an apprentice because she wanted to learn his culture. "Good morning, Rainpaw." The deputy nodded at the apprentice. She startled out of her grooming and flashed him a shy smile. It was nice to see the other members of EarthClan out and about so early. Flamestripe clawed his way to the lowest branch of a tree shading the clearing. It was the traditional place for leaders to make announcements, and for the deputies to organize they day. Cats started to gather under the branch. There was yawning and stretching, and a little chatter as the warriors started to wake up. Rainpaw was the only apprentice awake, however. Flamestripe felt a surge of pride. EarthClan is lucky to have such ambition. "Owlfeather, Dapplefur, Robinwind, Stonepaw." He started. "I want you to take the dawn patrol out and patrol the river. Make sure WaterClan stays on their side. Smokewing, you will lead a hunting patrol with Rainpaw and Loyalclaw." The cats named called to each other and started to round themselves up into groups. Flamestripe scrambled backward and bounded off the branch. The hunting party had already left. Dapplefur had her head in the apprentice's den, calling loudly for Stonepaw. How he sleeps through her racket...I guess only StarClan knows. The deputy had no apprentice at the moment, or else he'd be yelling, too. With no patrols to organize, and the hunting party gone, Flamestripe settled down under the tree to groom those knots out of his tail.
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Mountain's Peak
New Member
Seeing is believing, but the best things in life are invisible.
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Post by Mountain's Peak on Aug 10, 2009 21:10:36 GMT -5
I myself am not a leader of any sort, but my new character, Owlfeather might want to be deputy when she is approved.
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