Windclan's Deputy!!

[RipplePaw]

You probably won't choose me since it's a new character but eh worth a shot! x3
This is a form for either temporary or permanent, I'm completely fine with either.
Name: SootSplash (my friend keeps trying to convince me to name him OxygenCat XD)
Age: 46 moons if he becomes temporary deputy, 23 if he is permanent. This is a new character so he is very flexible, and this can be changed as needed
Gender: tom
Pre-existing or new?: new :c
Appearance: a variety of dark grays and blacks, hence the name SootSplash, long fur and large (maine coon)(like this)
Personality: positives- SootSplash is a very humble cat, and always tries to put aside time to help his clan mates. He always puts others before himself. He tried to end a fight with words instead of with force, but if that fails, he will fight strongly and with dignity.
Neutral- whenever he knows something that another cat doesn't, he won't be rude about it, but instead guide them and give them advice. He doesn't give too much advice though; he believes that every cat should find things out for themselves as well. After all, wisdom comes from mistakes
Negatives- when he makes a mistake that he thinks would harm another cats mental/physical health, he feels a lot more guilty and thinks the cat he harmed feels a lot more hurt than they actually do. Basically, he overreacts to his own mistakes and feels a lot more badly than he should.
Their drive to be deputy: When he was a kit, his father (who he was very close to) always told him to try his hardest. His father also told him that ever since he was little, he wanted to be deputy. Sadly later his father died before SootKit could become SootPaw, and ever since he had been trying his hardest to avenge his fathers death and become the most loyal and kind warrior in his clan, just like he believed his father to be. He just recently got the idea of trying to become deputy, like his father. Basically, this cats whole drive through life and willing to go on and try his hardest came from his father
Activity(PPD): 4.35, though it'd be more if people replied faster
You at least two months active?: yup!
Other/Questions?: Have a wonderful day!
Plot Idea For This Deputy: none at the moment, I'll edit this post if I think of one
Will They Die Or Step Down?: (if he ends up as temporary deputy) hm... step down, after he feels like it's time for him to be an elder and has avenged his father
RP Sample(link or type it out): SootPaw padded wearily into the territory, taking slow steps, his eyes darting around and his ears twisting in all sorts of directions. Just a few pieces of prey... That would be what my father wanted, right? This was his first time out alone in the territory, which made him quite nervous, but he was determined to do his best. The tip of his tail twitched back and forth as he searched the moor for at least a few rabbits. Just enough to make my mentor proud, he reminded himself, crouching down to help blend his dark matted pelt with the grass below him. He parted his mouth, and the scent of rabbit hit him like a wave. Perfect, he thought, and quickly scanned the area. Soon enough he spotted the rabbit, innocently chewing on a few blades of longer grass. The apprentice unsheathing his claws, he edged as close to the prey as he could. Come on... Don't mess up this time. Then the rabbit saw him. Instantly it began sprinting away, with SootPaw not far behind. Getting closer to the rabbit by the mouse length, he began to take longer strides, reaching closer and closer to the fleeing rabbit. Soon he felt his paw touch fur, and he sunk his claws into the prey's skin. SootPaw stretched his neck as far as it could go and sunk his teeth into the rabbit neck, flavor spreading through his mouth. His mind begged him to gobble the rabbit up just then, but he resisted it. He stood up proudly, as if to show his catch to his father in StarClan. I did it papa... I did it!
(The roleplays will vary in size)

[Momotaro]

Name: Stormtail http://maplefall.weebly.com/windclan.html
Age: in site.
Gender: Female.
Pre-existing or new?: Pre-existing proof is in Windclan nursery.
Appearance: Site.
Personality: Site
Their drive to be deputy: Stormtail, despite her cool outside, has always wanted to serve her clan. She views all of her clan-mates as her kits. And, even when she brushes off or ignores them, when they need her, she'll be there.
Activity(PPD): 10.45
You at least two months active?: YAS.
Other/Questions?: Her three kits are adopted, they have no need for milk so she can be deputy.
Plot Idea For This Deputy: While Stormtail is hunting, she goes over a unstable tunnel, the falls in the her back legs get crushed by a load of dirt and rocks. The medicine cat will try what he can, but Storm will always be unable to fulfill her duty's.
Will They Die Or Step Down?: Step down.
RP Sample(link or type it out):

Originally Posted by The Eye Of The Storm

Wurzel looked around, tasting the air for scent. The loner hadn't noticed the border scent, the Tom hadn't eaten in a long time. He smiled as he smelt a squirrel. The Tom scanned the trees, until he found a relatively plump one nibbling a nut. Wurzel sneaked forward, paws making no sound on the dead leaves; the wind was blowing towards him. He would be having a decent meal today. The loner put one paw forward. Bad choice, the squirrel started to speed towards the tree, bad choice. Wurzel pelted forward, the mottled tom's long and sturdy legs propelling him forward. As the squirrel was reaching the highest branches, Wurzel leapt up and grabbed it. Lunch. He smiled and took at bite of it. The warm musty flavour filling his senses; perhaps to much, as he didn't smell the oncoming patrol.

[monfang]

For Permanent Deputy

Name:
Larkmark

Age:
36 moons

Gender:
Male

Pre-existing or new?:
newish, bout a month old

Appearance:
refs
Lark is a soft, white tom with black spots above his eyes. He has a black, soft tail that seems to get progressively more poofy at the end. He has soft, silky fur and amber eyes.

Personality:
Cocky|Flirtatious|Determined|Friendly|Intelligent| Content|Observant|Collected
Lark is very unique in many ways. He's cocky, stubborn, flirty, but all of it seems to be just a cover for his more well used traits. He is very intelligent and very observant. He is often seen lying in a spot in the clearing, looking and watching, soaking in the shared information like a sponge to use for later if needed. He is somewhat sinister, but not in an evil way. He seems to be very unpredictable and that only makes him more odd and more mysterious. He lost his family in the tunnel collapses and has been around for a while, but he rarely talks about it. When confronted for a conversation, he is very friendly and talkative and very flirtatious. He rarely has problems with other members of the clan, as when he flirts or when he's cocky, it's like he has this perfect amount that isn't too little to be awkward, but isn't too much to be very annoying. He is very optimistic, and doesn't mind a good challenge to work him. He loves to face new problems and find it to be perfect training, even if you are a warrior with no apprentice. So he is always searching for a new problem to face. He has had lots of experience, in battle or in small social problems, and many like his outgoing attitude he has and he projects it with no fear. He is brave, not fearless, and that is another thing many like about him. He would admit defeat if he had no choice, but he would keep fighting until he could no longer fight, and in that moment he will admit defeat. However he hates to do it. He is very calm and cool under pressure and knows his way around the clan. He helped alot with the relocation when the tunnels collapsed and when the fires raged their old home. He was always on patrols to make sure no large predators or loners or bordering clans took advantage of their weakness. He is strong and would always be open for a tough fight, whether it's play or protecting the ones he loves.

Now he may have some fight to him, but when he is with some friends he's a completely different tom. He's open, playful, and caring. He's always wanting to make sure they are doing well and that they have everything they need. From his mother, one of the oldest in the clan, to his only living kit, a playful apprentice. He makes sure they are doing well, that they are well fed and that they are taken care of. He is always willing to play and act childish around them, however he defiantly knows how to be professional when needed. He is not some irresponsible push-over, and he makes sure the clan knows this. Whether or not anyone truly thinks this of him, he still wants to prove himself. Sure, he's quiet most of the time, but he's just absorbing everything around him so that he is a better help. Many don't see this trait about him so they take his quiet the wrong way and when they treat him like some shy kit, he does get angry, but he never lashes out. Some would say he's stoic but he is not. He tells his family his issues and his beliefs of what should happen or what has been going on and they are always there to support him, which keeps him going. He is very determined and is always up to fight his way to the big time, to show everyone he is a strong warrior like they are.

Now, don't get him wrong. He is a flirty guy when he wants to be, and he uses it very well. He can make friends easily, but with that comes making enemies easily as well. However all he does is just try and stick to the quiet back roads of the clan and get all the information he needs about it, so that he can maneuver easily around and not get tripped up when something important happens. He examines every nook and cranny to find new escapes in case of fires or attacks, and keep up with the income or predators and prey. He knows the territory, almost better than anyone in the clan. He's a silent watcher, and so no one knows when he's close by or far away. Some think him to be slightly weird and creepy for this but it's none of the above. He' not a stalker, just an observer. He doesn't get involved much but when he does he is very interactive, and isn't the one who tries and escapes the things he has to do. He loved getting involved, so he does try his best to preform to the best of his abilities. He loved training and keeping his body fit, so he can stay active and stay strong even as an elder. He doesn't want to get to the point where he's old and rickety and can't hardly stand up. He doesn't want that life in his future. He wants to be strong and able, and be able to get his own prey and fight his own battles. That's the life he loves, not one locked away in a den with his friends who have survived but can't hardly do much at all. He has an ambition, and he's going to keep it no matter what it will take to do so.

And he's a very loyal friend. He'll have your back in any problem. He's protective of his friends and family, and many can see this in him if they look closely. He's always trying to make sure that have what they need and that they are alright. Sure some may say he's over protective but he never sees it that way. If ever given the chance, like in a battle, he'd one of the first in the line of action, ready to fight for his friends and family. He's a true fighter, and he is not only fast, but strong. It gives him a huge advantage in battle, but with advantages come weaknesses. His agility lacks from living in the flat mores, and reflexes are also lacking. However he'd give his life for the clan. He's a great friend to have, as he sticks up for the underdog. He hates bullies and would always try to put a stop to them if he could. He isn't one of those guys who would leave you to fend for yourself, and he gained this trait from losing his family in the tunnels. They were left behind and only his mother and one kit survived. Devastated he gained the trait of making sure no one is left behind.

Drive to be Deputy:
He wants to prove he's not a shy, anti-social push-over, and that he is very cool under pressure, and he wants to make his family proud.

Activity(PPD):
11.16

You at least two months active?:
Since March 27th, 2016

Other/Questions?:
Nope

Plot ideas?:
What if Lark saves blazing from a fox attack? idk

RP Sample(link or type it out):

 

He gave a yelp and jumped to his paws, his blue eyes wide and his back arched, but as she continued to talk, he realized it was the molly, and straitened himself slowly. As she went on, he only listened, and when she asked if he was lonesome, he hesitated, before nodding slowly. He sat down again, and kept his gaze locked on her, unwavering. Maybe he was lonely, but he had his brother, right? And if not him, he had his... his... Yep, he was lonely. He layed back down and looked up at her and finally managed his words. "W-Why do you ask?" he managed to say. What could he say? He was curious.

She was a fairly pretty molly in his opinion, and she was sweet, but she seemed too innocent. But he wouldn't know that she was toiling with him. He was too innocent. He was naive, so, he wouldn't know at all. Staring at her, he managed a smile. She had a sweet feel to her. And he wouldn't mind her company for the night, since he wasn't planning to go to sleep anytime soon. So talking might keep him up, but what if she was going to sleep soon? He'd figure something out.

"He's asleep, in the hollow. He doesn’t stay up late." he answered simply. There was no need for a big answer, was there?

His tail flicked as he thought of something to say, a conversation starter. Nothing came to mind. So, maybe she'll do that part for him. She seemed like a talkative cat. His gaze shifted to the sky, and then they flickered as he looked at the stars, the blue of his hues illuminating as they stared at the sky in all it's beauty. He wondered what waited past the gleaming souls that beamed down on them, that made the nights so wondrous, so mysterious, as many he had met. Sure, he was a kind fellow, and sure, he never, ever meant harm, and yet many still targeted him it seemed, for he seemed the weakest, the most broken if you will, and he was. Talladega was no better, but he handled it better, that was for sure. Castiel saw things more different from his brother. Sure, he was with his brother in the belief of never settling down in a clan or two-leg place, but he wanted more then just adventure, he wanted a spice to it, something he had to live for, besides his brother. Now of course he never minded his brother's company, and would give his life if it meant he could live on. But somedays his rambling got old, and there was usually nothing that Castiel hadn't witnessed- or heard- before already. It was the same old thing, over and over, and although he was the shy, skittish little guy, he wanted that little hint of fun. Something he only learned to be as love.

He wasn't the one to express himself, however. Since he never really talked, and the only time he did, it was rare. Most of the time, he sang. He would let his rhymes tell his story, but he wasn't that open to just let someone know. He would have to gain some courage, a 'heat of the moment' kind of the thing. And with his brother, he got that enough, but no one to share it with. It had always been them two, against the world. Dogs, foxes, badgers, opossums, rogues, misunderstanding loners, and even syndicate murderers, he lived. They lived. They learned to fight even if they never wanted to. And though he loved his brother, Castiel needed someone to join them.

Lost in all of his thought, he looked at Mystical and then, smiled once again. Maybe she could? She seemed nice, and she seemed weak. Seemed was the keyword. Sure, Talladega was a strong-minded person, and would be un-phased by the toiling Mystical was capable of, that gene didn't reach his little brother. He would fall into her trap and would never figure it out. That is, if she was truly going to try.

Finally gaining his voice again, he found himself saying the question he hadn't meant to. "S-So, do you travel alone?" Fool, of course she does! he scolded himself in his mind. His ears heated up and his eyes showed an apologetic discomfort, hoping she wouldn't take it wrong. Surely she was alone, though, right? They found her alone, she came alone, where else could she go? Then he gave a nervous chuckle, and added something to lighten the mood. "D-Did you find the rabbit?" he asked, having scenting a very faint smell of the carcass they left behind, hoping she would find it first.

[lone]

{form for Temp. Deputy}
Name: Shrikecall
Age: 70 moons
Gender: Male
Pre-existing or new: He's new
Appearance: http://www.bing.com/images/search?vi...x=0&ajaxhist=0
Personality: Shrikecall has quite a bit of ambition. He tends to lose his patience, perhaps a little too easily, though the things that are important to him are generally enough to make him calm down more. Shrikecall works hard, or at least he tries to, though he's planning on retiring to the elder's den pretty soon. Shrikecall doesn't take very good care of himself- he's got more then a few scars and injuries, and he prefers to stay away from medicine cats, causing those injuries to sometimes be infected. Shrikecall's not the best role model, and he knows this...which can sometimes lead to his being "forced" into showing another cat the bad decisions he's made. Although Shrikecall is less then perfect, he does have his moments: if he truly cares about someone, he's willing to do whatever it takes for them. Shrikecall is tough and prefers to hide his feelings or injuries until it's too late, which can result in some serious consequences both for him and his loved ones. Shrikecall tends to be overprotective, perhaps to the point where it's a bit ridiculous, but he will never step away. Shrikecall hates slackers- he definitely gets onto cats if he sees them slacking at all, in any manner. So although Shrikecall's not a perfect cat, he's learned from his mistakes and is willing to change, so long as you give him the chance to do so.
Their drive to be deputy: Shrikecall is an ambitious cat, and is pretty blunt about his opinions. He doesn't think Blazingstar's old enough to be leader and believes that he can help the younger cat make decisions. Shrikecall also wants to help rebuild the damage done by the Evil Era and he thinks Blazingstar has the potential to do that; he just needs a push in the right direction, a push Shrikecall can give him.
Activity: 6.73
You at least two months active?: Yes
Other/Questions: Nope
Plot Idea for this Deputy: Oh, okay soooo....
About a moon after Shrikecall becomes Deputy, he's going to get into an argument with some cats at the border. They're either going to be harassing a close friend of his, or a love interest- either one. Anyway, he's going to keep arguing until one of them loses their temper and lashes out at him, giving him a deep cut. Being Shrikecall, he's going to ignore it and go on with his life. Half a moon after that, infection's going to start in and steadily grow worse. Finally unable to ignore it, Shrikecall's going to go to the Medicine Cat and ask what he can do. The truth is, the infection's gotten too bad and he can't do anything. Shrikecall's going to hide it for as long as he can, going on with life and trying to do his best to help Blazingstar, until one day he has to face the truth that he's going to die. Shrikecall is going to die exactly a moon and a half after he gets the injury.
Will they die or step down: Die
RP Sample: Summerpaw felt a little awkward talking to the tom now. She did find him quite interesting, and at least he wasn't like Brackenpaw- not that she had anything against Brackenpaw, she also found him interesting- and she felt a little bad for him, hearing about his friends whom he hadn't told yet. "Oh, well you should! Chances are one of them feels the same way, and that's one of the best feelings in the world! You feel like you could do anything around them, right? But a little weird at the same time, like what's happening is strange or wrong, right? Oh, and then there's the awkward silence right before you tell them. I could always help!" Summerpaw exclaimed, jumping to her paws with a gleam in her bright hues.

She wasn't exactly what could be called a 'love expert.' She had never experienced true love for herself, so she didn't know how it felt- but from how it had been described to her by warriors, not to mention Rainpaw, she had guessed that. "Oh. Oh! Well thank you, Sealpaw- and don't worry about it, it's not a big deal. I'll let you in on a secret if you promise not to tell anybody," Summerpaw mewed, looking directly at him and smiling again. She had forgotten all about her plan to draw him along and then drop him, as she usually did. This was much more fun. And if she could help another one of her clanmates find love, why not? Besides, she always had Rainpaw...and although she didn't love him in more then a friendly way, she was glad to have him. He was someone that she could always count on and to her, that was worth more.
Although Summerpaw loved the thought of falling in love for real one day, she supposed she would never have much luck. She was good with everything but expressing her true feelings, no matter how much it seemed she was. I can bluff for forever, but actually speaking about what I feel? No, no...that's harder, Summerpaw thought with a sigh. She liked to bluff. It made her feel stronger, more confident somehow. Summerpaw awaited Sealpaw's response, keeping a smile on her features so he wouldn't sense that something was up.

{Form for Perm. Deputy}
Name: Obsidiansky
Age: 26 moons
Gender: Male
Pre existing or new: Pre-existing; I did redo parts of his personality and haven't roleplayed him in a while, so I guess he's sort of new as well...but he used to be one of my favorites on the old site x3
Appearance: http://www.bing.com/images/search?vi...=48&ajaxhist=0
Personality:
Friendly: Obsidiansky is friendly. This tom would make friends with any cat who crossed his path, as long as they would put up with him. Obsidiansky loves to take care of his friends, whether they want it or not...which can sometimes result in him being rejected, since this can come across as a little overbearing at times. Thankfully, Obsidiansky isn't too friendly all the time...otherwise he would become hard to deal with.
Caring: Obsidiansky is caring. This tom cares about his clanmates, his friends, his family...pretty much everyone, even cats outside the Clans. When he was younger he used to feel bad for them, but now he mainly realizes that they choose their own lives and that he can't help everyone. Obsidiansky is a little over cautious when it comes to choosing what to say to different friends/family members, but he's pretty good at figuring out what the right thing to say at the right time would be.
Comedian: Obsidiansky is quite the comedian. He'll do anything just to hear another cat laugh, although this goofy side to his personality can cause him to be pegged as a foolish cat. However, Obsidiansky is anything but foolish... despite what his personality might say about him, this one part of it does not define all of who he is and who he could be. Obsidiansky knows that he could become a great warrior...but of course, he's not quite sure when or how this could happen, or if it ever will.
Outgoing: Obsidiansky is outgoing. This tom will go way out of his way to make a friend, and he is always very cheerful when he does. He's thankful to have friends, and especially good friends who are willing to stand by him. However, for those who don't want to stand by him, Obsidiansky can respect their views and decisions and sort of back off. He's fairly good at telling the right type from the wrong; though, as all young warriors...not always. Sometimes he makes mistakes, which he's okay with...but he always feels like he's silently being judged when he does this.
Intelligent: Obsidiansky is intelligent. Despite his comedic nature and how he seems to always want to fool around, he is quite the sharp-minded tom. He makes unconcious observations about everyone, and is quite observant when gathering information about them. It's hard to tell when he's being serious, however... something that makes him frustrated is when he really means something and no one will take him seriously. He knows that he has a good mind, but it doesn't seem as though anyone else knows- or cares- that he does, which only frustrates him more.
Determined: Obsidiansky is determined. Determined to prove himself, determined to be a good friend, determined to be a good warrior, determined to make his mark. These goals may seem unrealistic to any other cat, but for Obsidiansky, nothing is impossible. He believes that WindClan is a strong Clan who has been underestimated, but that they could be stronger. The thought of another Evil Era terrifies him, although he is determined to be ready for it when it comes. Overall, Obsidiansky may have unrealistic goals, but at least he believes that he can make those goals.
Loyal: Obsidiansky is almost annoyingly loyal. He will never betray his Clan, or his friends. He's afraid to make friends in other Clans, for fear that he may later have to choose between them and break either one rule or another. Not wanting to do this, Obsidiansky just stays away from this possibility altogether...although perhaps not in the best way possible. However, he's willing to bend this rule in order to meet cats at the Gathering or if he runs into another cat at the border, but he will not pursue an actual friendship with them at any time. No matter the circumstance.
Honest: Obsidiansky is a very honest young warrior. He doesn't like lies, or deception...and he certainly doesn't practice either. Everyone has something to hide, in his words...even him. But if he were asked about it, he would definitely confess to what's going on. Otherwise he continues to keep it a secret, knowing that as long as no one asks to know, he's not lying to them. If it were something that would endanger himself, his Clan, or anyone else, well...that would be different. But this is a personal matter, and Obsidiansky believes in keeping privacy for as long as you can. You never know how long you'll have it- it could be gone the next day.
Listener: Obsidiansky is quite the good listener. He loves to sit and sort out problems with his friends, but if they would prefer to be left alone, he will leave them alone. However, he won't give up- just momentarily give them a break before he revisits the issue. This can make him unappealing or annoying to some cats, but it also makes him a problem-solver which is technically a good thing. At least, Obsidiansky thinks so.
Protective: Obsidiansky is protective. Towards his whole Clan, as a matter of fact. He rarely will choose one cat to assign himself as a bodyguard to, but the moment that he does, it seems as though everyone turns against him. Because of this, Obsidiansky tends to be a little more careful when he chooses who he acts protective in front of, and most of the time he will protect cats who are willing to accept him for it.
Respectful: Obsidiansky is very respectful to those who he believes deserve it. Respect is something that is gradually earned. Not all leaders deserve respect, although Obsidiansky is willing to be polite to all of his clanmates. However, he does not believe that all cats in the Clans deserve the respect that they think they do. With the Evil Era over, and things going back to normal, Obsidiansky is grateful for a leader who will be able to soon learn what is required and hopefully have a deputy to help.
Responsible: Obsidiansky, despite his comedic attitude at times and others his way too protective, or way too friendly attitude, is responsible. If you give him something to do he will make sure it is done, no questions asked. He doesn't slack on his responsibilites as a warrior, although he knows they aren't exactly the glamor he had been imagining as an apprentice.
Guarded: Now that we've met one side of Obsidiansky, the side that he chooses to show every day in his public life, let's see the private side to him. Obsidiansky is quite guarded in his emotions and feelings, and he doesn't allow just anything to slip from his maw. But why? Surely a tom who is so friendly and caring would only have nice things to say, right? Wrong. There's a whole other part to Obsidiansky, a part that he doesn't let everyone see. Only the cats whom he truly trusts get to see this side of him.
Hurt: Obsidiansky has been hurt. When Singenight took over, he was rejected and it made him feel more lost then before. He never wants that to happen again, causing him to have developed this whole other side to his mind that shows his worries. Before he speaks, he always has to consult this part of his mind to see whether or not what he's about to say could end up hurting someone or if it could end up helping them.
Scared: Obsidiansky is scared. He's scared of being rejected, he's scared of his own clanmates half the time, and he's scared of messing up. Of failure. A familiar fear to many cats, but for Obsidiansky, he remembers what it was like to be rejected, to not know who to trust...that's what makes him scared now. Obsidiansky doesn't show this part of his mind to everyone, and rarely does he admit that he's scared- not out of pride, but out of his own fear that other cats might end up rejecting him if he does.
Angry: Obsidiansky is angry. Deep down, where pretty much no one can see, he has a dark chasm of anger. Yes, although on the outside he's always smiling, always happy, always ready to give an encouraging word, he's angry on the inside. He doesn't understand what happened, why StarClan would take Dapplestar from them and so suddenly, when she had only just returned...he doesn't understand any of this. Being only a young warrior, Obsidiansky guesses that perhaps he'll understand all of this better as he gets older, but for the moment being, he'll continue to not understand.
Spirited: Obsidiansky is quite the spirited cat. Although he is responsible, and respectful towards cats whom deserve it, he doesn't really like being told what to do. He will do it without a complaint, but that doesn't mean that he'll do it happily. To cats who know him quite well, they can tell when he's unhappy- mainly because he will come back and complain about it later to these cats. Because he knows he can trust them, he knows he'll be able to count on them. Sometimes he makes a joke out of it, others he just rants until the cat he's talking to is able to calm him.
Obsessive: Obsidiansky is obsessive. This tom tends to pick one cat to obsess over and "protect" for a while, before he moves on. He still remains close to the first cat, just not quite as protective over them as before. This is an embarassing secret, especially for him...and he dislikes it very much. He's glad when he gets a break, but it seems to be some sort of a curse that just keeps on coming back to him. He can't get away from it. It makes him feel trapped, and helpless...although he holds on to his lighter side to make him balanced and even, a cat that he knows his Clan could be proud of.
Insecure: Obsidiansky is insecure. Quite a bit, actually. It's part of what drives his fear so much, part of what makes him want to hide at times, part of what drives his determination. He's always worried about what others are thinking of him. Always wondering if they're looking when he does something good, or if they're looking when he does something bad...always wondering if they like him, or if they're just putting on a show in front of him...only his closest friends and family members know this.
Confused: Yes, Obsidiansky is confused. Confused about everything that's happened, confused about what to do with everything that's happened, and confused about how to really become a cat that others can like. This hidden part of him, this secret side to his personality is what he's trying to hide. He hides it away, not wanting other cats to think he's faking- and he's not. Both sides, both his more cheerful, goofier, friendlier side and his quiet, insecure, angry one are parts of who he is.
Their drive to be deputy: Obsidiansky wants so badly to be depended upon and cared for by his clanmates that he would even take on such a great responsibility as this. He wants to be trusted and for everyone to know that he's not the kind of cat who's going to quit when things get rough. Obsidiansky wants to be able to open up both sides of himself instead of purposely hiding his darker side, but he still wants to be accepted. He would continue to work hard and not shy away from trying to help Blazingstar, though he may end up trying to stay out of the way if he believes he would do more harm then hurt. Obsidiansky wants to convey the message that the past is not what defines you: what happened in the past should stay in the past, your decisions in the future should be what make your future. He would do his best to be the kind of deputy that Blazingstar- and WindClan- could be proud of without becoming overly confident.
Activity: 7.00
You at least two months active?: Yup
Other/Questions: Nope
Plot Ideas?: Not at the moment
RP Sample: See above

[Starfall]

*Throws This In Last Second*
{I'll Go With The Flow~}

Form For Temp Dep...Haha it rhymes {I'm so tired}

Name: Morningmist
Age: 59 Moons
Gender: Female
Pre-Existing Or New?: New ;w;
Appearance: Morningmist is a beautiful, light grey molly with black specks along her spine, muzzle, paws, and legs. She has brilliant orange eyes and has very long, soft, silky fur. She is much larger compared to other cats and is pure muscle.
Personality:
{ooh boy}
Morningmist is a very confident and bossy molly{-+}, always wanting to be the center of attention, and loves to bark out orders. She projects authority that easily draws a crowd, and can easily filled with determination {haha +}. She has a ruthless level of rationality, and usually uses her sharp mind to finish anything she started, she hates leaving things unfinished. She loves a good challenge, and will never usually back down from one{-+}, She is an amazing stradegizer and can easily hold long-term focus to someone or something that she finds important{+}. Morningmist pushes her goals with sheer willpower, not truly relying on others to help her succeed her goals{--}. She respects those who stand up to her and aren't afraid to challenge her intellectually, but everyone else has to earn her respect through labor {--}.
Drive To Be Deputy: She believes that Windclan is too weak, she wishes to make it strong once more, she wants it so that the rest of the clans fear them. She hates seeing her clan struggle and truly is ready to share her wisdom with those who need it most.
Activity/PPD: 8-10/9.29
Are You At Least Two Months Active: Yep~
Plot Idea For This Dep: Umm..she'll be killed by other cats who hate her... {Not my best plot}
Will They Step Down Or Die?: Die~
Role Play Sample:
{Found In Skyclan Territory}
The cream tabby flicked his tail tip and just glared back at Sycamorepaw, refusing to back down from her challenge, at least, thats what he saw it as. He was pleased with her statement, though he was quite unsure as to why he felt as though he should look after the older molly, he felt lighter, as though a small burden was lifted off of his shoulders, though this doesn't count as a burden. He gave the molly a triumphant smirk and stalked forward, his tail and head high "Good, i dont like looking after mouse brains." he yipped, glee and amusement evident in his voice, he may have a small fuse, but he had a big heart, he hates seeing his clanmates in distress, and he would hate for his new found aquantiance to be distressed or troubled, he actually came to grow fond of the other, she felt like a big sister to him, nagging him, teaching his things subconsciously, and though she didn't think he saw it, he does, the flicker of emotions that becomes evident in her hues.
The young tom pointed his hears in the direction of a large, snow covered rock and grinned, an Idea formed in his mind. He swirled his head so that he could look at Sycamorepaw and grinned even wider "Since you won't be an apprentice for much longer, let's have some fun." he laughed, all his sourness was tucked away for a moment, but it wound be gone for long. He went in a crouching position, his tail lashing back and fourth, "Let's see who can climb up that rock first, the winner...um... I have no clue actually..we'll figure that out as we go. So what do you say? Or are you going to have a pick in your pelt the whole time we're out here?" he quipped, his green hues flashed with challenge and excitement, it's been forever since he's had fun like this, his littermates would enter play with him, his father was rude, sour, hit mother was too...motherly, it made him gleeful, joyous to be able to actually have fun for once.

{lengths can change depending on how much inspiration and motivation I have that day lol}

[SuspiciousMindz]

Last minute forms for temporary deputy will still be considered until 10:00 pm! I'll be choosing 11:00 CT tonight!!

[Solstice_X]

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Good luck to all the temporary deputy applicants~
They all look really nice. OmO

[Silhouettes]

Good luck to the Temp. Applications! You all did great!
(Even though its temporary, it must be hard, Suspicious!)

[SuspiciousMindz]

The Temporary Deputy Chosen Is....



@TehDerpyShoelace's Bramblespeck!!
Congratulations!

Don't Worry Guys, If You Weren't Chosen, There's Still A Chance For The Permanent Deputy, Who Will Be Chosen After We Decide On A Set Date!
Besides...
Thunderclan And Shadowclan Are Both In Need Of A Deputy, So Who Knows... You Might Be Chosen For That! (:

[Empress Of Evil]

Congrats! And goodluck to everyone else running for permanent deputy!