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Post by Oblivion on Jul 21, 2009 15:48:45 GMT -5
If you want to join Shadowclan then follow this code:
Name:
Rank Joining As:
Description:
Personality:
Gender:
RP Example (8-12 GOOD sentences):
Other:
Will you be active:
((Thanks to Skystripes for the original version of this!))
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Post by Oblivion on Aug 3, 2009 11:00:39 GMT -5
Three Kit Spots open.
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Post by Brokenkit on Aug 3, 2009 13:15:40 GMT -5
Name: Brokenkit
Rank wanted: kit
Gender: Male
Description of self: I am a long furred black kit, with dark gray spots and stripes, sort of a spotted tabby with stripes I guess. I have bright purple eyes and a very narrow built body. I'm small and slightly muscular at the same time.
Posting example:
Brokenkit's violet eyes narrowed as he watched the leaves beginning to fall from the trees across the clearing. There weren't many to look at, but when the colors started coming to the leaves, it was really pretty. The black tom kit couldn't help himself. They were just so beautiful. Brokenkit was one of the kits who appreciated the beauty of the world. Everything in life had beauty, you just had to look and find it. Flicking his ears, the WindClan kit bounded out to the center of camp, eager to play with his fellow Clanmates. As far as he could tell, he was the only kit. Hopefully the medicine cat was fun to play with though. I sure hope she's as fun as Loststar. I mean she's the best rock thrower EVER, he thought, smiling
The little tom-kit pranced happily over to the fresh-kill pile, his nose held high in the air. He quickened his pace and in doing so, tripped over a limp rabbit. Brokenkit fell face first into the dirt and rolled, laying against the pile of food, legs splayed out. "Ooops... I guess I had better be more careful next time," he murmured, glaring at the ground. Why can't I be less clumsy? Shiningmoon isn't going to want to play with a complete clutz, he hissed mentally. He was hopeless sometimes....
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Post by Sparrowfeather on Aug 3, 2009 13:34:01 GMT -5
Nice post!! lol i hope you get in!!
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Post by Oblivion on Aug 3, 2009 13:36:22 GMT -5
As medicine cat, you may let people into the Clan you know.... Meddies and Leaders only though.
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Post by Brokenkit on Aug 3, 2009 14:13:17 GMT -5
If she said she wants me in or hopes I get in, does that mean i'm in...? I am so confused
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Post by Loststar on Aug 4, 2009 13:48:14 GMT -5
You are accepted Brokenkit. However, Sparrow, I need you to PM me whenever you accept a member.
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Post by Sparrowfeather on Aug 5, 2009 16:06:04 GMT -5
mmk loststar! but what about frozenmoon? I haven't been on heh heh...... I'M AN OBSESSIVE SONIC THE HEDGEHOG FAN!!!!!!!!!!! GO SONIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOO! ;D
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-->Shiningmoon{♥}
Kit
MEH NAME IS KAISLINN && DON'T FORGET IT! Call me Kais/Kai/Kaislinn and ONLY that!! Thank-you, ~Kais
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Post by -->Shiningmoon{♥} on Aug 6, 2009 12:27:05 GMT -5
Name: Shiningkit(moon) Clan: ShadowClan Position: Kit Personality: Shiningmoon is a quick-witted medicine cat, with a sharp tongue. She is very intelligent. But don't let her fool you with her seemingly uncaring personality. She absolutely adores what she does, and she is very good at it, too. She loves everybody, and you really see her soft side when she is with kits. She has never shouted, or even got 'mouthy' when she was talking to a kit, but those grouchy queens are another story. Maybe it is because she is jealous of the queens, being able to raise such beautiful kits, but possibly (and probably) it's just the fact they are so hormonal and grouchy right back to her. Description: Clicky to see pictureShiningmoon is a long, lanky she-cat. She has a pale gray and white pelt, with dark gray stripes on her tail. Her eyes are something to look at, though they are sharp. The expression 'if looks could kill' fits her well. The eyes are a dazzling silver-blue, that shine brightly in the moonshine. Her nosy and pads are obsidian black. She has several scars from her rough life, but it doesn't make her look any less beautiful. She is gorgeous, yes, but her tongue and eyes might make you backtrack quickly. History: Shiningmoon was born into a traveling tribe, called Gypsy's. Her birth name was Cameo. Her mother was the tribe healer, and Cameo trained to follow in her footsteps. The herb lore they used was similar to what the clans used, only much more advanced. Her father was a unknown, and for a while that didn't matter, intill her mother was torchured by the enemy's tribe druid. She had inside information about the tribe, and it was torchured out of her, including the father of Cameo, though that was unimportant to what the ememy needed. It ends up her father was a rogue, a non-Gypsy. It might not seem so bad, but really, it was the ultimate shame for Cameo. She was an illegal halfblood. She was kicked out of the roaming tribe, and she wandered far away, heartbroken at her mother's death but angry at her at the same time. She wandered onto Windclan territory, and managed to be able to stay. This was because the clans Medicene cat had just died and there was nobody to take her place. Desperate, the leader asked if Cameo knew anything about herbs, and when she said yes, it seemed like Starclan had sent them an answer to their prayers. She was quick to learn their ways and beliefs, and the clan accepted her very quickly after saving their leader from a severally infected rate-bite. The leader renamed her Shinmingmoon, because of her beauty and her eyes. She is now respected, and loved by the intire clan. RP Example: I pressed the cobweb down hard, stopping the blood flow almost imeadiently. The little tan kit squirmed and squeeked in pain, but I strocked his head with my tail. I cooed softly in his ear, humming a song my mother used to sing to me when I was hurt. The kit shut his eyes tight as I rubbed some salve into his scrapes. The little one had entangled himself in a prickly bush, and a few of the thorns caused gapping woulds on his hind legs. The hot sun pressed onto my back, and I wipped away the beads of sweat rolling down my muzzle. "Lets get you into my den, and you can sleep. I'll go get your mother, don't worry little one." I whispered only for little Sharpkit to hear. The kit nodded, frightened. "Hurt. Make hurt go 'way." The kit mumbled. "Shhhh.... It's ok. I'll make hurt go away. I'll make it go away. I promise. Now, lets get you back." I scruffed the kit carefully and I walked to my den on the other side of camp.
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Post by Raynekit on Sept 20, 2009 9:46:57 GMT -5
Name: Raynekit (Rainkit, but I prefer this spelling)
Rank Joining As: Kit
Description: Raynekit is a fluffy black she-kit with turquoise eyes. She has a white belly, white paws, and a white rain-drop shaped marking on her forehead. She has a small scar on her left hind leg, from tumbling around with Poolkit.
Personality: Raynekit is a self-conscious she-kit. She would do anything to protect her clan, but in secret. She hates the spotlight, she hunts in the shadows. She particularly loves the weaker kits, and despises all queens that would force their runts to hide.
History: Raynekit had a mother named Greystorm. She was never loved by her mother as much as Poolkit, her sister. When Poolkit drown in a freak flood, Greystorm lost all willpower to live. She jumped off of a gorge, and died. Raynekit was dis taught. Her mother had left her. She became furious at her mother, and changed her name to Raynekit, instead of Rainkit.
Gender: She-Cat
RP Example (8-12 GOOD sentences): Raynekit stood beside her mothers wet body, grief washing though her like the waves that had claimed her mother and sister's lives. She felt the tears sting as they rolled down her black fur. She knew that the clan was surrounding them, not coming close but watching with sympathy. She looked at her mother's grey fur, her frozen face. She only looked like she was sleeping, not like she was dead. Why wasn't she sleeping? Why was she dead? Why did she leave me!!! Raynekit suddenly felt furious at her mother, she despised her for leaving her. She turned around, fur bristling. She stalked through the other cats to the nursery. She heard them whisper to themselves. "Shh... let her leave." "Poor scrap, her mother and sister dead..." "She must be feeling awfull..." But Raynekit sleep ed in the nursery through her mothers burial. She didn't want to leave. She gazed up at the sky, which twinkled with her fallen ancestors. "Mother... If you're up there, I won't forgive you... I won't... You've left me, all alone. I want-" she pause, what did she want? "I want to go home." she whispered.
Other: Yes, I am Pearlkit, but while I was typing something in, one of those 'you've typed this in before do want to it again' popups appeared. It said Raynepool//ShadowClan. So thus, here I am.
Will you be active: I will try to be as active as possible.
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Post by Lunastar on Sept 20, 2009 13:12:14 GMT -5
Welcome to Shadowclan Raynekit
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Post by Raynekit on Sept 20, 2009 14:27:01 GMT -5
Yah!
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Post by Brokenkit on Sept 21, 2009 15:36:03 GMT -5
YAY! A new kit!! Welcome Raynekit! Come post with me in the nursery!!
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