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Post by Kat on Jun 27, 2016 11:10:49 GMT
Welcome!
As you can see, this site is obviously very new. Which means - we need more staff! Just apply for an open position using the application below.
- one user can have up to two staff accounts, but they cannot be the same type; one person cannot own two leader accounts, or two deputy accounts, etc -
MoorClan
Leader - Swiftstar Deputy - Open Medicine Cat - Silverdust Medicine Cat Apprentice - Reserved Queens - Willowspring, Open
OakClan
Leader - Thunderstar Deputy - Open Medicine Cat - Open Medicine Cat Apprentice - Open Queens - Open, Open
BrookClan
Leader - Open Deputy - Open Medicine Cat - Open Medicine Cat Apprentice - Open Queens - Open, Open
DarkClan
Leader - @jabberwocky Deputy - Open Medicine Cat - Open Medicine Cat Apprentice - Open Queens - Open, Open
Here is the code!
Name: Username: Wanted Position: Description of character: Prior experience?: RP Sample (100 words): Activity Level:
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Post by Silverdust on Jun 27, 2016 14:17:34 GMT
Name: Silverdust Username: @//silver Wanted Position: I almost forgot med app was reserved xD so Med of MoorClan Description of character: White she-cat with silver markings similar to a lynx-point. Prior experience?: You know I do. PawClan, Life of a warrior, the sites that didn't make it that far... RP Sample (100 words): Silverdust was walking along the DarkClan border yet again. You'd think she had learned her lesson when she tripped over the border and was confronted by Stormtail only a few sunrises ago. Not to mention it was leaving the cover of the thick blanket of mist that surrounded most of the territory at that time, which kept MoorClan safe from eagles for the time being. Not to mention those birds of prey have picked off curious and naughty apprentices wanting to explore.
But in her defence, the sun that shined on the border would burn off the dew on the plants, allowing them to stay fresh longer in the store, which made this a popular spot to pick herbs with DarkClan, because there was more vegetation here compared to their stoney territory, and for the Tribe, the herbs wouldn't be coated with dew at this time of year.
She pulled up a clump of chevil. But through its thick scent, she failed to notice a cat coming up to her. Silver almost lost hold of her herbs as she jumped back in surprise. Silver breathed a sigh.
"Hello, Deadtree." She meowed, recognizing the DarkClan Medicine Cat. Activity Level: 5-7/7
ello Kat Meadow here
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Post by Deleted on Jun 27, 2016 18:27:14 GMT
Name: Ravenkit - Ravenpaw - Ravenwhisker - Ravenstar
Username: jabberwocky
Wanted Position: Leader of DarkClan
Description of character: Reserved and rather solemn, Ravenstar is a black-furred tom-cat with a white stripe that tapers to a point above his nose. He has dark gray 'socks' with white toes. His tail has several bands of dark-gray, while the tip is white. Ravenstar's upturned eyes are both different colors. One is a dark golden color while the other is a bright green.
Prior experience?: Yes. I've been staff member of a staggering 7 warrior cat sites. I've been all staff positions. I've owned my fair share of warriors sites (3) that declined in activity until about a year after they've been made. Then they died. Other than warrior cat sites, I'm staff member to about 12 and own three sites that I'm currently working on until they ready to be opened.
RP Sample (100 words): Blinking his bi-colored eyes at his deputy, Ravenstar gave a tired sigh and felt like he wanted to bash his head in. Muttering obscenities underneath his breath, Ravenstar scrunched his bi-colored eyes shut before opening them again. Underneath his paws, the leaves in his den crunched and disintegrated. It was a weird feeling, really. Inhaling the sweet scent of the pines outside, Ravenstar reveled in the fact that he was somewhere where no-one would see him lose his cool.
"Ravenstar, the warriors have reported that they have been scenting more and more rogues along the border." Good StarClan. Leveling a glare at his deputy, the black-furred leader felt slightly smug as his deputy cowered back. Suitably cowed indeed. Ravenstar thought. As his irritation rose within him, Ravenstar noted the dark clouds hovering ominously above his camp. At that, he felt his irritation disappear. Concern rose inside instead, and he turned a vicious glare towards his deputy.
" Rogues indeed. " he muttered under his breath. " Get a few warriors in here. " As his deputy began to slowly slink out of the den with something akin to reluctance on his face, Ravenstar bit out harshly, " I'd like them to be here in the next century, Waspfang! " As the deputy let out a squawk of fear and bolted from the den, Ravenstar gave an exasperated sigh. " I don't know why everycat likes him. I'm having him replaced soon anyways. "
A few minutes later, three warriors entered his den. One of them was quite young, Ravenstar noted absently. Huffing a breath, he got to his feet and began pacing. " I want one of you to gather a patrol of apprentices and warriors. Go out to where the rogues have been appearing the most and ask for a meeting with their leader. Then I want you to either assassinate the leader or cow him into submission! I want them gone by the time morning rises! " he barked out impatiently, and they hesitated. Sighing irritably, he swatted his tail at the closest cat. It was one of the older warriors, and casting him a frightened expression, the warrior bolted off.
" You, " he pointed at the youngest. " Get the medicine cat out there and start looking for herbs for sick or wounded cats. The patrol I sent out might be sent back with casualties. I know the stock is low, so he'll appreciate this. " As he shot off, Ravenstar met the gaze of the other warrior evenly. " I want you and a couple apprentices to round up the rest of the clan and get them inside. " As the cat shot off, Ravenstar slumped in his nest and felt an extreme anxiety arise within him.
" A storm is coming. " the leader breathed quietly. " And I'm not sure I like it. "
Activity Level: I'll try to be active as possible. I'm a busy person, please note that.
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Post by Thunderstar on Jun 27, 2016 19:58:18 GMT
Name: Thunderkit, Thunderpaw, Thunderheart, Thunderstar
Username: @//thunderstar
Wanted Position: Oakclan leader
Description of character: Youthful and Independent, Thunderstar is a long-furred gray tabby with white markings. She has long whiskers and rather large paws for a she-cat. Her eyes are round and a nice honey-amber color, with large, round pupils. She has long, powerful legs and a long tail that is great for balance.
Prior experience?: I have been roleplaying for 7 years. I started on Virtual Warrior World and then branched off to dozens of other sites. As of right now I'm staff on 3 Warrior sites.
RP Sample (100 words): It was still dark out as Thunderstar moved silently through the brush. Her small patrol stopped as she held up her tail, sensing something ahead. She flicked her tail at her deputy, Ridgefall signaling him to come to her side. "Climb that oak over there and I'll climb this one. Stick to the shadows." He nodded and crept silently over to the tree. She turned to the rest of the patrol. "Stay hidden, when either Ridgefall or I give the signal, attack", she meowed, meeting each of her warrior's eyes as they nodded.
She stealthily moved within the shadows, climbing into the giant oak. She saw Ridgefall perched on a branch and pointing towards the moor with his black tail. Her eyes squinted in the dark as she made out the face of Moorclan's deputy, Nightwolf. She looked at her deputy who twitched his ear towards the dense underbrush where her warriors lay in wait. Thunderstar silently climbed down the tree and back towards her warriors.
"They're in the brush, two fox-lengths ahead of those trees", she whispered as Ridgefall joined the patrol.
"I say we send Redpaw over to Stormclaw's patrol and alert them and send Ferretpaw over to Fangshadow's patrol", he said flicking his tail towards the two apprentices. Thunderstar nodded in agreement, before turning to the two apprentices.
"Once you reach Stormclaw and Fangshadow, tell them that Moorclan is just beyond the two oaks, then tell them to wait for my signal and report back to me", she told them, and they silently ran towards the two waiting patrols.
Soon enough, the two apprentices came back and reported back the responses of the patrol leaders. She turned to her small patrol and saw the determination on their faces, her chest swelling with pride.
"Ready", she asked them, and they all nodded, crouching deeper into their attack stances. She sighed and filled up her lungs before yelling, "ATTACK!"
Then chaos erupted. Activity Level: 6/7 days a week.
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Post by Kat on Jun 28, 2016 5:04:40 GMT
All accepted! Leaders, please start making the basic threads for your Clan - joining, activity check, ceremonies, etc. Medicine Cat, please create a rules thread for your Medicine Den!
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Post by Willowspring on Jun 28, 2016 7:12:35 GMT
Name: Willowspring Username: @//willow Wanted Position: Queen of MoorClan Description of character: Willowspring is a slightly chubby light grey she-cat with kind amber eyes and a short bobtail. She has a white underbelly and darker stripes. Her personality is very motherly and she is protective over the entire Clan as if they were her kits, even the leader, deputy and medicine cats. Prior experience?: Yes - I have not owned any of my own sites, but have been queen, deputy and leader on other warrior sites. RP Sample (100 words):
Willowspring woke up to dappled sunlight warming her pale grey pelt. She stretched open her jaws in a large yawn, lifting her head briefly before setting it down again. Her amber eyes settled on a small butterfly flitting around camp, her eyelids drooping blissfully. After watching it for a few minutes, she decided to get up, forcing herself up onto her tired limbs.
“Careful, kits!” she called. Her kits had discovered the butterfly she was watching just minutes before, and were taking attempts on its life, leaping for it like furry little frogs. Their tiny, pearly-white teeth were bared as they tried to grab the butterfly’s wings.
“Okay, ma!” one of them called. Content that she had been heard, she trotted across the camp to the fresh-kill pile, choosing a small thrush and settling down to eat it.
Activity Level: 6/7 or 7/7
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Post by Kat on Jun 28, 2016 8:48:00 GMT
accepted.
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Post by Reedstar on Jun 29, 2016 4:49:01 GMT
Name: Reedstar Username: @//reed Wanted Position: Leader of BrookClan Description of character: Reedstar has thick, brown fur and green eyes. He's well-muscled and kind. Prior experience?: Yes. RP Sample (100 words):
Reedstar was padding briskly through BrookClan territory. The leader was on edge and his ears kept flicking to every sound he heard, even if it was just fish splashing in the nearby river or tiny little mice burrowing in the ground. His well-muscled shoulders were tense as he made it over to the river.
“We attack at dawn,” he called to his warriors, camouflaged against the reeds.
OakClan was ready, he could tell. He could see the blinking eyes on the other side of the brook, but they were ready to. The second the sun peeked out, he yowled a battle cry and dove into the river, swimming against the strong, icy current. His Clan followed him eagerly, and when they pulled themselves over the edge, they were met by hisses and snarls.
“We’ll give you one chance to run,” an OakClan voice growled.
He smiled.
“Why would we?”
Activity Level: 7/7
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