Post by Crowy on Mar 21, 2009 11:02:50 GMT -5
Name: Crowkit // Crowpaw // Crowdusk // Crowstar
Age: 36 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: ShadowClan
Rank you are applying for: Leader
Description: Crowstar is as dark as a crow, except for his muzzle, grey like a crows beak. His toes are like that as well, grey, and up his leg are grey streaks. Crowstar has grey stripes running along his body, giving the effect of feathers, and wings.
Crowstar has stunning blue eyes, although he is not blind. Crowstar has a scar running down his face, a few centimetres from his eye. Crowstar has white teeth, though he is missing some, and some are cracked. Crowstar's claws are perfect though, and he takes pride in his appearance.
His fur is soft, and not matted in the slightest. Crowstar has a long tail, just a normal tail, like the rest of his body, except under all that fur; he has bite marks from when he was a kit, from when Thunderclan attacked.
Crowstar has many unnoticeable scars, mental and physical, but he is still a strong and tough tom to defeat.
Personality: Crowstar is a kind, merciful cat. He has an amazingly persuasive attitude, able to change what someone may think of him. Though he is of the apparently ruthless Shadowclan, Crowstar is kind, thoughtful and considerate. He is a good listener, and loves his clan dearly.
When it came to battles, however, his 'dark' side revealed itself. Crowstar can become ruthless, rash, and head strong in the heat of battle, and has known to lash out at cats.
However, when he was young, he was shy, but as he grew he grew out of his shyness and became more bold and daring, however, more rash.
Crowstar is rather reluctant to go into battles with other clans if they do not have a feud, but as soon as one appears, he will rally his clan to attack the opposing clan and drive them away. Crowstar is a happy cat, but has become more depressed since his mates and kits deaths.
History: The night Crowkit was born, there was a vicious fight between Shadowclan and Thunderclan, resulting in both his parents, and his sister's deaths. A cruel Thunderclan cat, called Mooneyes, was about to kill Crowkit, when his uncle, Jaywing, came to the rescue. Crowkit was so young, and never remembered his parents or his sister, forever asking Jaytree what they looked like. Jaywing told him everything, from the very moment he could remember, he, Jaykit and his brother, Serpentkit, used to play with the she-cat of another litter, Fishkit.
Crowkit gradually learned of who his parents were, and what they had done in the clan. He began to know, that although some of the other kits said that they hated their parents, Crowkit was glad that he actually had parents.
Crowkit was brought up by another she-cat named Crescentfur, who had three kits, Poppykit, Forestkit and Badgerkit. Crowkit treated these kits to be his very best friends, telling them of the many adventures Shadowclan had had.
When Crowkit was apprenticed, Jaywing's mate, Hollyfeather, had kits. But, Thunderclan invaded once again, and stole away one of the kits, Horsekit. Crowpaw was angry. He ran across the Thunderpath, vowing for revenge, only to be stopped by Poppypaw. She told him revenge is not the answer, and not what a budding young leader would do.
Crowpaw agreed, and his mentor, Mothface, had caught up with them with Poppypaw's mentor, Silverfeet. The four walked back to the clan, but, they were too slow going across the Thunderpath, Silverfeet was killed saving Poppypaw from her death. The three cats then returned with the grave news, and Crowpaw was very sad and angry.
A few moons later, Crowpaw was aged 9 moons. Thunderclan attacked again, with a patrol of six cats. Shadowclan only had four, Crowpaw, Blackpaw and their mentors. The two apprentices fought side by side, striking up a friendship.
At the age of 13 moons, in a battle with Windclan, Crowpaw saw Mothface killed by another cat. Crowpaw was devastated. He chased the she-cat, who was older than him, and vowed that if she were to attack Shadowclan again, he would kill her.
This was the night when Crowpaw became Crowdusk, and Poppypaw, who was 12 moons, became Poppyclaw. Crowdusk told Poppyclaw of his love for her, and she was a bit stunned, but she said it was too early for them to be mates just yet. Crowdusk nodded, sad.
Crowdusk was 16 moons when he got his first apprentice, a she-cat called Darknesspaw. She trained hard, but she disappeared one day after going off with a warrior. Crowdusk blames this warrior for her disappearance, but they both disappeared.
Now 19 moons, he gained another apprentice, Flightpaw. Flightpaw trained hard, and they fought together, and Crowdusk trained him well, Flightpaw becoming Flightwing.
When the leader who had reigned for all of Crowdusk's life had died, leaving Bearstream to take his place. When Bearstar returned, she named Crowdusk as her deputy, and Crowdusk was thrilled. But then Bearstar disappeared, and, at only one moon of being deputy, he was made leader.
Poppyclaw told him that she was bearing his kits, and Crowstar was thrilled. They became mates soon before her kits were due.
Crowstar picked a young, brave and loyal warrior, Harefoot, as his deputy. Nightpaw was Harefoot's apprentice, and one day, Harefoot disappeared. Crowstar was confused. In his life, he had seen many cats disappear from the clan, so he made his old friend Blackpelt his deputy, not knowing of his ambitions.
Then came Coldpaw, an apprentice from Thunderclan. Crowstar was reluctant to let in Coldpaw, taking him in as a prisoner. Coldpaw broke out, taking one of Crowstar’s lives with him.
When Sandfire told him of Blackkit, Crowstar agreed to help get her from Windclan.
They attacked, and Crowstar talked to Blackkit, saying how Starclan had meant for her to be in Shadowclan, as Sandfire had foreseen it. Crowstar lost another life here; his lives were few now, only about 6.
On the night of Poppyclaw's birthing, it was the gathering, and they had yet to claim Blackkit. Poppyclaw gave birth to three kits, Rookkit, Dustkit and Gingerkit, however, they all passed away because of an early birthing, and Poppyclaw passed away because she was sick and young.
Why your cat would be good: Crowstar is a cat on another warriors forum, still Crowstar, and he is a wonderful cat to play. I have played a few different ranks in my time of role playing, all of the cats ranks in fact, and Crowstar is my best character, with his charisma and his ability to squirm his clan out of awkward situations. If he does not become Leader, I guess I’d be a little upset, but that’s life, and I’d just make him a warrior so he could work his way to the top.
Roleplay Sample:
Crowstar got up feebly from his den. He knew his mate and kits were safe now, and he toddled out of his den to his rockof doom. Whispers went around the camp as cats saw Crowstar feebly emerge from his den.
He wanted to appear strong, oh yes, of COURSE he did, but, as Ashenpaw said, he needed to rest - a lot. But, it was the night of the clan gathering, and to not go would make Starclan d**n his clan even worse than the disease.
"All cats... Old enough to... Gather their own food... Please... Uh, gather?" Crowstar said. This time, Poppyclaw and her kits emerged. They were to be apprenticed today. Crowstar closed his eyes.
'Pick the right cat for the job... Right cat for job...' He thought to himself. "Tonight is the night of the gathering, and the night of my kits naming ceremonies. Duskkit, step forward."
Duskkit, the cute little kit born six moons ago, toddled forwards, sticking her tongue out at Frostkit, grinning. Frostkit huffed, and complained to his mother, who just laughed.
"Duskkit, tonight, despite this disease, I wish for your ancestors to see that you have remained strong, throughout everything. Duskkit, before you are to become a warrior, and receive your warrior name, I name you Dustpaw. Drypelt, you are a strong cat, and I one day think you shall make a brilliant leader... Where is Drydusk anyway?" Crowstar had scanned all the cats that had gathered. He huffed. "Sorry Duskpaw, you'll have to wait for your mentor to get his butt into gear." He sighed.
"Frostkit, step forward." Frostkit nearly whooped as he darted forward next to his sister. His blue eyes grinned at her green eyes, and Duskpaw huffed at him.
"Frostkit, before you are ready to receive your warrior name, you shall hereby be known as Frostpaw. Shadewing, you are a valiant.. Oh Starclan, are they BOTH gone?" Crowstar sighed. "Oh, when they get back I am going to punish them..." Crowstar said, his eyes narrowing. "I am going to punish them BAD." He grumbled.
Age: 36 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: ShadowClan
Rank you are applying for: Leader
Description: Crowstar is as dark as a crow, except for his muzzle, grey like a crows beak. His toes are like that as well, grey, and up his leg are grey streaks. Crowstar has grey stripes running along his body, giving the effect of feathers, and wings.
Crowstar has stunning blue eyes, although he is not blind. Crowstar has a scar running down his face, a few centimetres from his eye. Crowstar has white teeth, though he is missing some, and some are cracked. Crowstar's claws are perfect though, and he takes pride in his appearance.
His fur is soft, and not matted in the slightest. Crowstar has a long tail, just a normal tail, like the rest of his body, except under all that fur; he has bite marks from when he was a kit, from when Thunderclan attacked.
Crowstar has many unnoticeable scars, mental and physical, but he is still a strong and tough tom to defeat.
Personality: Crowstar is a kind, merciful cat. He has an amazingly persuasive attitude, able to change what someone may think of him. Though he is of the apparently ruthless Shadowclan, Crowstar is kind, thoughtful and considerate. He is a good listener, and loves his clan dearly.
When it came to battles, however, his 'dark' side revealed itself. Crowstar can become ruthless, rash, and head strong in the heat of battle, and has known to lash out at cats.
However, when he was young, he was shy, but as he grew he grew out of his shyness and became more bold and daring, however, more rash.
Crowstar is rather reluctant to go into battles with other clans if they do not have a feud, but as soon as one appears, he will rally his clan to attack the opposing clan and drive them away. Crowstar is a happy cat, but has become more depressed since his mates and kits deaths.
History: The night Crowkit was born, there was a vicious fight between Shadowclan and Thunderclan, resulting in both his parents, and his sister's deaths. A cruel Thunderclan cat, called Mooneyes, was about to kill Crowkit, when his uncle, Jaywing, came to the rescue. Crowkit was so young, and never remembered his parents or his sister, forever asking Jaytree what they looked like. Jaywing told him everything, from the very moment he could remember, he, Jaykit and his brother, Serpentkit, used to play with the she-cat of another litter, Fishkit.
Crowkit gradually learned of who his parents were, and what they had done in the clan. He began to know, that although some of the other kits said that they hated their parents, Crowkit was glad that he actually had parents.
Crowkit was brought up by another she-cat named Crescentfur, who had three kits, Poppykit, Forestkit and Badgerkit. Crowkit treated these kits to be his very best friends, telling them of the many adventures Shadowclan had had.
When Crowkit was apprenticed, Jaywing's mate, Hollyfeather, had kits. But, Thunderclan invaded once again, and stole away one of the kits, Horsekit. Crowpaw was angry. He ran across the Thunderpath, vowing for revenge, only to be stopped by Poppypaw. She told him revenge is not the answer, and not what a budding young leader would do.
Crowpaw agreed, and his mentor, Mothface, had caught up with them with Poppypaw's mentor, Silverfeet. The four walked back to the clan, but, they were too slow going across the Thunderpath, Silverfeet was killed saving Poppypaw from her death. The three cats then returned with the grave news, and Crowpaw was very sad and angry.
A few moons later, Crowpaw was aged 9 moons. Thunderclan attacked again, with a patrol of six cats. Shadowclan only had four, Crowpaw, Blackpaw and their mentors. The two apprentices fought side by side, striking up a friendship.
At the age of 13 moons, in a battle with Windclan, Crowpaw saw Mothface killed by another cat. Crowpaw was devastated. He chased the she-cat, who was older than him, and vowed that if she were to attack Shadowclan again, he would kill her.
This was the night when Crowpaw became Crowdusk, and Poppypaw, who was 12 moons, became Poppyclaw. Crowdusk told Poppyclaw of his love for her, and she was a bit stunned, but she said it was too early for them to be mates just yet. Crowdusk nodded, sad.
Crowdusk was 16 moons when he got his first apprentice, a she-cat called Darknesspaw. She trained hard, but she disappeared one day after going off with a warrior. Crowdusk blames this warrior for her disappearance, but they both disappeared.
Now 19 moons, he gained another apprentice, Flightpaw. Flightpaw trained hard, and they fought together, and Crowdusk trained him well, Flightpaw becoming Flightwing.
When the leader who had reigned for all of Crowdusk's life had died, leaving Bearstream to take his place. When Bearstar returned, she named Crowdusk as her deputy, and Crowdusk was thrilled. But then Bearstar disappeared, and, at only one moon of being deputy, he was made leader.
Poppyclaw told him that she was bearing his kits, and Crowstar was thrilled. They became mates soon before her kits were due.
Crowstar picked a young, brave and loyal warrior, Harefoot, as his deputy. Nightpaw was Harefoot's apprentice, and one day, Harefoot disappeared. Crowstar was confused. In his life, he had seen many cats disappear from the clan, so he made his old friend Blackpelt his deputy, not knowing of his ambitions.
Then came Coldpaw, an apprentice from Thunderclan. Crowstar was reluctant to let in Coldpaw, taking him in as a prisoner. Coldpaw broke out, taking one of Crowstar’s lives with him.
When Sandfire told him of Blackkit, Crowstar agreed to help get her from Windclan.
They attacked, and Crowstar talked to Blackkit, saying how Starclan had meant for her to be in Shadowclan, as Sandfire had foreseen it. Crowstar lost another life here; his lives were few now, only about 6.
On the night of Poppyclaw's birthing, it was the gathering, and they had yet to claim Blackkit. Poppyclaw gave birth to three kits, Rookkit, Dustkit and Gingerkit, however, they all passed away because of an early birthing, and Poppyclaw passed away because she was sick and young.
Why your cat would be good: Crowstar is a cat on another warriors forum, still Crowstar, and he is a wonderful cat to play. I have played a few different ranks in my time of role playing, all of the cats ranks in fact, and Crowstar is my best character, with his charisma and his ability to squirm his clan out of awkward situations. If he does not become Leader, I guess I’d be a little upset, but that’s life, and I’d just make him a warrior so he could work his way to the top.
Roleplay Sample:
Crowstar got up feebly from his den. He knew his mate and kits were safe now, and he toddled out of his den to his rock
He wanted to appear strong, oh yes, of COURSE he did, but, as Ashenpaw said, he needed to rest - a lot. But, it was the night of the clan gathering, and to not go would make Starclan d**n his clan even worse than the disease.
"All cats... Old enough to... Gather their own food... Please... Uh, gather?" Crowstar said. This time, Poppyclaw and her kits emerged. They were to be apprenticed today. Crowstar closed his eyes.
'Pick the right cat for the job... Right cat for job...' He thought to himself. "Tonight is the night of the gathering, and the night of my kits naming ceremonies. Duskkit, step forward."
Duskkit, the cute little kit born six moons ago, toddled forwards, sticking her tongue out at Frostkit, grinning. Frostkit huffed, and complained to his mother, who just laughed.
"Duskkit, tonight, despite this disease, I wish for your ancestors to see that you have remained strong, throughout everything. Duskkit, before you are to become a warrior, and receive your warrior name, I name you Dustpaw. Drypelt, you are a strong cat, and I one day think you shall make a brilliant leader... Where is Drydusk anyway?" Crowstar had scanned all the cats that had gathered. He huffed. "Sorry Duskpaw, you'll have to wait for your mentor to get his butt into gear." He sighed.
"Frostkit, step forward." Frostkit nearly whooped as he darted forward next to his sister. His blue eyes grinned at her green eyes, and Duskpaw huffed at him.
"Frostkit, before you are ready to receive your warrior name, you shall hereby be known as Frostpaw. Shadewing, you are a valiant.. Oh Starclan, are they BOTH gone?" Crowstar sighed. "Oh, when they get back I am going to punish them..." Crowstar said, his eyes narrowing. "I am going to punish them BAD." He grumbled.
