RiverClan Deputy

**Starfall** · #1 December 10th, 2017, 12:17 PM

Can be viewed better in Default style

CHOOSING DATE FOR ROLEPLAYED APPLICATIONS CHANGED TO THE 17TH
So, with Fallen's recent Rank change, Riverclan is in need of a deputy

Now, the characters you submit can be new or old
The main thing I am concerned about is how they interact with Fallenstar

Which is where the choosing of the characters come in

I will be picking three submissions and will have Fallenstar interact with them, they will be roleplayed
Out of the three, depending on how they interact with Fallen, 1 will be picked for deputy.

Guidelines
-Absolutely no bellyaching whatsoever, please.
-Please have confidence in yourself and your own skills.
-Please do not Quote this post, and only mention me if you've changed your application /v\
-If you have a question, please send me a pm and or a vm and I will answer the question as soon and as efficiently as possible
-You must have been on WCO and active for two months straight and must be actively roleplaying, at least 3 posts a week
-If you have had a past rank you are free to apply, so long as you've completed your cool down time

-You may only submit one application, and if you wish to change your submission please delete your former application and replace it with your new one /v\

Notes
-Applicants must be at least 20 moons
-They must be in Riverclan
-Interesting felines/names catch my eye! But please don't make them to extravagant /v\

Onto the form!
-There isn't one /v\
-Create your own form, it can be a poem, rp sample, etc. be creative!
-Please include the kitty's name and gender somewhere in the application, it makes it easier for me
-If you can't think of anything and wish to have a form it will be at the bottom of the page, but just because you use a form doesn't make you less liable to get the position

Form
Name:
Age:
Gender/Identity:
Appearance [Pictures and description please]:
Personality [2-5 paragraphs please]:
Plot Ideas[Optional]:
Roleplay Sample:
PPD:
Other Information:
Questions?:

-I will be choosing 3 applicants on the 17th you will be able to edit your submissions up to the 17th till 8pm Pacific time
-The thread will be locked on the 21'st at 12pm pacific time

Good luck everyone

**Mango** · #2 December 10th, 2017, 02:43 PM

(I can’t chose so it may change applications a few times lol)
Form
Name: Cloudysky
Age: 40 moons
Gender/Identity: she-cat/ female
Appearance [Pictures and description please]: boop Cloudy always has a well groomed pelt and if she were a human, she’d make a great model with the way she mindlessly poses when she sits or lays down. She has long white fur that is a bit static on the top, which drives her insane trying to smooth it out. Her eyes are abouth, olive green if you were to pick a color. She has small and nimble paws, and sharp claws, but not as sharp as a kits claws ofcourse. She’s not that slender, nor is she pudgy either. And it isn’t due to eating habits, it’s just her body shape.
Personality [2-5 paragraphs please]: (breathe Okai, just breathe) Cloudy isn’t at first glance the cat you imagine leading your clan, no sir! She is quite the opposite in fact, as she is still unable to find a mate, she’s always searching, occassionally flirting with a tom or two, hoping to become their mate, but typically ending in a failure. She is often observed as quiet, prim, and proper, which isn’t what is wanted in a deputy. Enough with the negativity now. She has an apprentice named Vinepaw who she adores and really enjoys training (the user is really innactive) and she is great with kits who ask her why their mother’s say don’t bother talking to her, it’s truthfully because she’s observed as mean, but she’s not. She is kind and helpful, but just doesn’t display it well. Which can be mistaken for her modeling behavior. She opens up and reveals her true self rarely, and that is flopping down on the moss splayed out, talking with a southern accent instead of her typical old english or with friends, normal english accent. If she were deputy she’d work with warriors on making sure they got a fair share in patrols (finder not literally), help a warrior in need, ensure all the apprentices are satisfied with their mentor, that the kits are happy with their parents if not find them an adoptive mother (only if they are abusive that is), makes sure the elders are happy, and give her input on important things that Fallenstar asks about.
Plot Ideas[Optional]: Maybe she does something so heroic to earn her place as deputy, ie; pludging into ice cold water to save a kit and nearly drowning as she gets trapped under the ice and is able to find a hole just big enough to stuff the kit through, but can’t get herself out of the hole, and nearly dies?
Roleplay Sample: [Three throughout Cloudysky’s life each big step ie; kithood apprenticehood, warriorhood]
Cloudykit awoke and shook out her fluffy white fur,” Moma, Is it awright if I go an’ play in da’ snow?” Her eyes were bright and glowing white. This was the good old days, before peer pressure. She still is a happy go-lucky kit that is full of energy and isn’t ashamed of her southern accent. She loves to play a fun game with a friend or two, however; she is teased a little for her accent.

Cloudypaw was her apprentice name, her mentor Sparrowleaf, scorned her a little for her accent. She stopped using her accent, and focused on impressing Sparrowleaf. She had just finished training, her white fur was muddy. She sat down and began grooming her fur, to get the mud out of it. She watched the it get clean. She sat in a pose that was interesting, she was sitting sideways twisting her neck to groom her fur instead of the more convenient way of grooming her fur. Her natural face was a frown, so she left it frowning. She didn’t care about focusing on smiling. She did a delicate stretch before sitting down and carefully nibbling at a mouse, carefully and slowly, she glanced up at Eaglepaw Fleabrain! Just notice me and flirt with me! she thought to herself before giving up and approaching Finchpaw,” Greetings, Finchpaw. Ya going hunting tonight?” She meowed embarrassed that she let her southern accent come through on the word ‘ya’. She licked her shoulders and blinked a little in shame.

Cloudysky, what a pretty warrior name for her. She smiled to herself though she then remembered that she didn’t have any toms crushing on her, or a mate, or an apprentice, or any friends. She shook her head I got me, myself, and I. I’m good. She stretched and carefully walked putting one front paw directly in front of the other one as she made her way to the warrior’s den a she-cat bumped into her,” I feel a young lady like you should be more aware of your surroundings, ma’am.” She meowed politely, her nose upright, it was advice nothing more.
PPD: 12.59
Other Information: Forgive the infractions!!! It’s all general board stuff not RP!!!

Questions?: Is there a specific gender Fallen prefers? Could she maybe some day in the future take a temporary leave if she were to have kits?

Quick interview:

Answerfur: Cloudysky. Why would you like to be deputy?

Cloudysky: I feel I might be respected and able to find a mate. However, I wants to be deputy also to help make the clan better. I want to make the clan better. I want to keep the clan safe and make sure everyone is happy and sound.

**Static** · #3 December 10th, 2017, 03:24 PM

Crescentcreek looked into the flowing river.Her green,observant eyes watching the flashes of silver swim through the water.When she spotted one close enough to the surface,she flashed a black paw into the water,scooping the fish out behind her.She looked back at the Tom behind her."I never really gave it much thought.Being deputy would be nice though." She said,sitting down and curling her tail around her paws.The sleek black shecat turned to face the cat who was asking questions.
"What would you do if you became deputy?" He asked.Crescentcreek thought a moment,looking at the sky.What would I do? she asked herself,before facing the cat again.
"I would try to make river clan as peacefully as possible,but also strong.The more peaceful we are,the more time we have to hunt and prepare for leafbare.If we constantly are fighting the other clans over pointless things or getting involved in other clans battles,we don't have time for that and we come back wounded anyways.I would also try to keep the clan loyal by asking them decisions,but not questioning Fallenstars orders." She explained.
The tom nodded,seeming to take note of this."Is it okay if I ask a few personal questions about your life and parents?" He asked.Crescentcreek nodded,and he went on."How are your parents?Do you think it will affect how you lead the clan if you happen to be chosen?"
"I never really knew my real parents because they left the clan a while back.My adoptive parents are real nice though,but we don't talk much now.I don't think it would affect me in any negative way." She meowed.The Tom once again nodded and went on.
"Many cats around Riverclan say that you are calm most of the time,and think alot about peace.Would you fear going to battle with another clan if river clan was threatened?" He asked.Crescentcreek looked at him,slightly suprised.
"I wouldn't hesitate to protect riverclan,and would defend my clan at all cost,including my life if I needed to,and as should any warrior,but you shouldn't go out looking for fights with other clans." She said.The Tom once again nodded.
"Final question,do you think you deserve to be deputy?If so,then why?" He said seriously,looking straight into her eyes.Crescentcreek didn't look away when she answered steadily.
"I'm sure that there are many cats who qualify for deputy,and it's up to Fallenstar if I deserve to be deputy or not,but if I had to decide wether I deserved it if I was picked or not,I would say maby.Many cats look for pointless fights with the clans,when we can live peacefully with eachother rather than constantly fight.As I told you when you first started asking questions,if I was deputy,I would look for a peaceful solution,but wouldn't hesitate if Riverclan was in danger." She said.The Tom stood up,bowing his head.
"Thank you Crescentcreek.That should be all." He said,walking away.She watched him go,and when he was gone,She picked up her fish and started heading back to camp.'The elders are probably hungry.They would like a freshly caught fish before the river freezes over.' she thought,walking into the camp to give the elders the fish,not thinking about who would be deputy anymore for right now.She would have to wait and see.

Simple form to clear things up:
Name-Crescentcreek
Age-32 moons
Gender-Female
Appearence-Sleek black fur that's usually well groomed and presentable.She has green,observant eyes and a niclked right ear,but other than that no scars.Her paw pads are black and so is her nose,and she has a lithe body,good for maneuvering in the water and tight spaces.Her tail is fluffier than the rest of her body,and is a bit smaller than some cats,but bigger than an apprintice.Refrence
PPD-14.75
Personality*positive*(shortened because of the RP post):Kind,Cares alot about clan,thoughtfull
Negative traits:Sensitive,Tries to avoid battle,cares more about others than herself and usually goes without prey most of leafbare because she is feeding elders and kits,is not very confident about some things.
Plot ideas-Maby of she is chosen,fallenstar will try and get her more confident that you dont need to avoid every battle by taking her on a patrol to chase off Rouge's,but she gets scarred when she is clawed on one eye,blinding her,and tried to retire,but fallenstar helps her train again and she remains deputy.
@starfall I edited it,and I might be editing more soon

**FadingEchoes** · #4 December 10th, 2017, 03:35 PM

@starfall I added his backstory/heritage and his relations.
Name
BlizzardFang
Age
37
Gender/Identity:
Tom/Male
Appearance
Ref 1 | Ref 2 | Ref 3
BlizzardFang is a blindingly white Norwegian Forest Cat(Has has a couple other breeds in him, but they don't have much impact on his appearance.) Fur: Blizzard has long, fluffy white fur, he has a tendency to forget to groom it thoroughly, which makes it stand up awkwardly a lot of the time. However when he does take the time to groom his long fur, he has a rather dashing appearance to him.
Eyes: Bliz's eyes seem to stare right through you. They're light blue, with darker blue flecks. Eye Ref
Whiskers: This tom's whiskers are very average, they're a little bit on the long side, they're pure white, like his fur and sometimes blend in with his fluffy fur, giving the appearance that they aren't there.
Paws: BlizzardFang's paws are very poofy, his long fur doesn't stop when it comes to his paws. While it does keep his toes warm in the colder moons, it also clings to mud, snow, and water, making his paws rather heavy if he happens to step in something.
Tail: Bliz's tail is definitely something. the fur along his tail makes it poofy enough to appear larger than some cat's heads.
Personality
Ambitious
BlizzardFang has definitely got his eyes on the prize. He desperately wants to be recognized with authority in the clan.
Wise
This tom is very intelligent and cautious, choosing his moves carefully. Sometimes such fore-thought will delay him on his decision making. But in the end it usually works out for him. He's always found that getting better results, be that as it may slower, is the best decision.
Lively
Lively is one of the many ways one would describe Blizzard, he's always ready to be on the move.
Optimistic
Blizzard always looks for the best in people, it takes a lot to get on this tom's bad side.
Bold
While this tom tries his best to be kind, he has a tendency to blurt out whatever he thinks, sometimes ruining friendships.
Stubborn
BlizzardFang is quite possibly the most stubborn cat you'll ever meet, whether it's arguing on a rather minute point, or insisting that he catches his future mate prey(As he definitely believes in chivalry, however also knows that she-cats can catch their own prey perfectly well.)
Dependable
Now, in regards to the previous attribute, his stubbornness also makes him extremely dependable, if you ask Blizzard to do something for you, he will be set in his ways until it's accomplished.
Backstory/Heritage
Blizzardfang was born a half-clan cat. One of his parents were Thunderclan. One was Riverclan.
Relations
Sister: Blizzardfang(There's a story behind this.)
Half-Brother: Badgerspirit
Best Friend: Blazingstream
Friends: Fallenleaf
Future Apprentice: Jaguarkit I really love this one because he's blind and deaf, which I think will really grow Bliz's maturity and patience.
Plot Ideas[Optional]:
He could fight off a dog or a fox to save Fallen or a kit/apprentice. @starfall
Roleplay Sample:

Quote:

Originally Posted by FadingEchoes

Essie's eyes sparkled as she listened to him describe his travels, the sparkling waterfall, the beautiful collision when sand met ocean, the enormous trees that seemed to grow as tall as the skies. The molly considered, for a moment, leaving her beloved housefolk to join this marvelous tom on his everlasting journey. But only for a moment, she then thought of the beautiful couple who had always taken such wonderful care of her., who had raised her since she was small, cared for her whenever she fell ill. It was then, when she knew, in her heart of hearts, that she could never leave them indefinitely. She would be overjoyed to go on small excursions with Romeo, him whisking her away to all these miraculous sites, then returning home, hopefully taking him with her, to give him a warm bed, and food that would be so easily given. Her housefolk would undoubtedly receive him with open arms.
Essie released a meow of amusement, "My housefolk?" She said with slight disappointment and great surprise and amusement, "No... No... They may have a little miracle of their own. But I had something else in mind." She murmured in his ear. At the sudden flash of light and canon of sound, the molly jumped slightly, her eyes growing wide in surprise. But the colorful she-cat then settled down next to him, letting him embrace her as she snuggled closer to him. "I'm glad you brought me here, Romeo." She said earnestly, her eyes gazing at the magnificent site, "It's truly beautiful." Essie said, watching the blasts of bright colors.
The molly turned her gaze back to Romeo's green gaze, "Oh how about you escort me home? After all, you've given me such a wonderful time, it's only polite for me to return the favor." Essie said, "My housefolk will provide all the food we need." She meowed.

PPD:
14.12 But I am steadily trying to bring it up!
Other Information:
Questions?:

BlizzardFang's Favorites
Color: Blue
Word: Responsibility
Warrior Duty: Fighting
Food: Pike Fish
Season: New-Leaf

Diamante Poem
Bliz
Smart Bold
Hunting Fighting Training
Security Comfort Safety Intelligence
Chasing Living Swimming
Stubborn Ambitious
Fang

**Hexict** · #5 December 10th, 2017, 03:46 PM

@starfall finished my application ^w^
(i'll let you know it i change anything else)

└ ☽ The Waxing Moon ☾ ┐

Mistfall
[Mysticmoon]

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“I’ve We all have things we want to run from. Things we want to forget. Things we wish never happened - we wish we never did.
And sometimes… we want to escape ourselves.
I’ve done horrible things. I’ve hurt people - killed them even! And my punishment? I can never escape!
My worst enemy: myself. My own hell: my mind.
There’s no running, there’s no forgetting, and there’s no undoing.
But I will push through. I will dedicate the rest of myself to righting my wrongs. ”

As a - not so quick - synopsis; Mistfall is a loyal and allocentric warrior. She is very determined and quite ambitious, always having the dream of becoming the leader of Riverclan some day - harboring this dream since she was a kit.

After watching a clan-mate die when she was young, Mistfall had decided that she would do anything to become strong enough to lead her clan and protect them, unlike their deputy who had at the time failed to do so. This ambition lead her down a path of darkness. She began to train in the Dark Forest in her attempts to become stronger, and her training made her into something she feared… Mistfall did not shy from killing, and even became blood-thirsty after a few moons training. Though after falling for a clan-mate, she realized that she was in the wrong, and that she had been doing things unforgivable - and even killed another cat during the training. Mistfall left the clans with a small group. After some moons, she suffered heart breaks - her mate’s death and her sister gaining dangerous injuries - and seemed to give up on life. She was approached by a Starclan tom wo breathed new hope into her, and told er to returning to the clans to find happiness and meaning.

Upon rejoining the clan, Mistfall became an apprentice again and finally a warrior when she was 13 moons old. She really picked herself up, always volunteering for patrols and would even do jobs that others hate doing - even cleaning out dens and such. She tried to fulfill these tasks in an attempt to make up for what she had done as well as trying to earn her keep in the clan. She has apprenticed Rabbitpaw and even recently took in a loner kit. Mistfall is turning her life all the way around.

Even though she continues to suffer loses in her life, she stays strong and doesn’t let herself fall back into the darkness. Each day she fights to keep down her blood-lust and to keep others from finding out about her past. And each night she fights against the nightmares of the Dark Forest and herself. But she continued to fight that darkness and continues to stand in the light.

- - -

“You look at me, and what do you see?
A young warrior? Someone who has no epirences? Someone who doesn’t understand what the world is capable of?
Well, you are wrong.
I’ve seen the horrors that the world can offer. I’ve seen what the light does not dare to touch. I’ve heard the cries of hell and the screams of death. I’ve seen loves ones de before me. Die before their time.
And you stand here and judge me on my age? No sir. Judge me on my mind, my personality, and my capabilities.
Judge for for me. Not just what you see. Because I am so much more. ”

Allocentric | Conciliatory | Ambitious | Determined | Courteous | Semi-liberal | Logical

Mist has had quite the roller coaster when it comes to her personality. She's changed a lot from when she was a young kit to where she is now. She's been through hardships that have helped shaped who she is now. (each paragraph is a different stage of her personality - the last one is her current personality)
~ ~ ~
As a kit, Mist was kind and caring, not wanting to wish pain on anyone. Though this changed at the young age of 2 moons, she witnessed something that tinted her kind nature, and she let her anger start to take over - she witnessed someone get murdered. This changed her personality for the worst and it was clear that she had been affected by witnessing the murder.

As she matured Mist became more and more antisocial, and complicated inwardly. She likes to think, but not over think mostly because she's afraid of what she will find and has a fear of the truth depending on what it is because once you know it you can't just pretend that you don't and she is wary about trusting others. After the things she's been through she started to distance herself from everyone and doesn't let anyone in nor let herself care too deeply about anyone - this is mostly since one by one it seems that these people leave her life, either by physically leaving or by death. This makes Mist even more guarded about those she allows herself to trust. Though she does have a darker side to herself, she had since locked it away, but it is always bubbling at the surface and threatening to break free. She is smart, and honest... but isn't afraid to lie sometimes given the right reason and if it's worth it and for the best. And she is constantly struggling between her good side and her dark side.

Ever since Royalwatcher has started coming to her in dreams, Mist is started to find more and more of the light in life. She's become determined to find her old self- though she is certain she'll never be exactly the same, anything is better than her look on the world now, and not trusting many others. She's even made a friend since rejoining Riverclan - this is something that she rarely does. Mist has also become very determined and now has a purpose in her life as she tries her best to become a great warrior and cat in general. She still puts her clan-mates' safety before her own and continues her wish to protect them no matter what happens.

She has become quite the sensible cat you'd expect from someone older than her. She has become allocentric meaning she's become selfless and puts others’ needs before her own. She also prefers to be a conciliatory and stay peacefulness pushed for for the greater good. Mist is Courteous also well and shows respects towards others and tries to keep up a calm demeanor. She is also Semi-liberal, meaning she is open to new ideas if they are better than tradition, but this doesn't mean that she will drop all tradition and can respect the past of the clans and their traditions, though she continues to try to keep an open mind and is listening for any new ideas. Mist is also logical and tends to think ahead now - much different from her 'act first, questions later' personality she had when she was younger. She remains determined and ambitious, still keeping a watchful eye on the leader position - though unlike in the past, she has no wish to try to gain the leader position with brute force but rather earning it by being strong rather in mind than muscles. Though she does still have her self-doubts and is still struggling with loving herself, but she continues to visit Royalwatcher in her dreams, whom in return is helping her with this. Mist also had a shadow of her old personality, which scares her. She still enjoys fighting, the rush of knowing how much is one the line and the feeling of ripping at someone's skin, the taste of blood and the feel of it on her paws. Sometimes when she gets really aggravated,her old self kicks in and she could possibly attack someone though it's getting more and more rare for her to suddenly snap like that. She can also get a bit carried away while fighting, and can sometimes get to the point of nearly killing the cat she's fighting despite it being against the code. She's been trying really hard to calm herself down and lock up her blood-lust.

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Mist is attractive though no one would really say that Mist is truly 'beautiful', but rather she has a definite 'cute' look to her. Having a much smaller - and almost weaker - look than the average cat her age, Mist always seems a bit younger than she actually is. Her fur is a pale grey almost silver shade with medium grey main markings along with some dark grey flecks along her body and a white tail that sticks out against her multi-grey pelt. These markings include a large patch on her back, triangular marks under her eyes that curve towards her mouth, spots over each eye, her ear tips that fade into small spots that end around the base of the ears, her toes and the back of her hind legs. She has dark grey flecks along the corner of her eyes, on her haunches, along the back of her hind-legs, on her chest and the tip of her tail. She is very thin with little build yet is still a great fight and her fur is medium length. Her eyes are a pale blue that seems almost silvery in the moonlight.

- - -

“They doubt my loyalty to the clan. But who could blame them?
I left when I was merely an apprentice, and after returning I’ve befriended both leaders since as well as Geckoleaf. In their eyes I’m climbing some social ladder in an attempt to gain power.
Maybe before. Maybe I would have done anything - even that - to become leader. But I’ve changed. While I was away from the clan, I felt like I’ve found myself. Those moons was a much needed break from my life.
Now I know how much I love my clan. Now I can give my everything to protect instead of rule them. ”

Mistkit was born to a Riverclan family with three other litter-mates - Rockkit, Streamkit and Aspenkit - though when they were roughly 1 moon old Rockkit ran away and became a rogue named Rock. Her father was a cold and harsh tom, being verbally abusive towards all of his kits and sometimes even physically. She use to look up to him since he was strong tom and respected warrior, but over the moons she has formed harsh feelings towards him due to all his abuse. At a young age she witness something terrible that had changed her and shaped a new and cold personality in the young kit. When she was the age of 2 moons, a former Riverclan kit named Rain attacked the camp and killed another apprentice, Smokepaw, and she witnessed the whole thing. This started to hardened the molly, and she started to hate the deputy, Ottertail, believing that Ottertail could've stopped Rain from killing Smokepaw. Mist's only brother, Rock, ran away from the clans leaving her to believe he died. Luckily for Mist, while she was out on the territory against the rules, she came across a young tom about a moon older than she was at the time, and brought him back to camp. He refused to tell the kits in the nursery his name, and he was then named Stormkit by the other kits. Mistkit and Stormkit became inseparable and the closest friends, Stormkit even started to grow a crush on Mist.

At the age of four moons Mistkit started visiting the Dark Forest in her dreams. A tom named Deathstalkr offered to train her to become the greatest warrior the clans has ever seen. She quickly accepted, believing that this was the way she would become leader, still thinking that Ottertail was too weak for the role. During on of her training right before becoming an apprentice, she killed a Shadowclan apprentices - Fizpaw - who was also training within the Dark Forest. Due to the dark training and her hatred, her heart seemed to have hardened and she seemed relatively unphased by killing another cat.

Mistkit and Stormkit became apprentice - Mistpaw received Mirefern as a mentor while Stormpaw got Petalwish for his mentor. Mistpaw met another apprentice in their camp, a molly about 2-3 moons older than she named Fallowpaw. She started to hang around Fallowpaw more than with Stormpaw, which angered the tom. Then Fallowpaw started to grow feelings for an apprentice named Mistypaw. Mistpaw realized that she was in love with Fallowpaw at that moment, and felt like Fallowpaw would rather be with Mistypaw since he was a tom, and they could have kits. During the flood Fallowpaw was going to kill herself because she didn't want to choose between Mistpaw and Mistypaw, but the two talked her down, and they ran to the tunnels to safety. Mistpaw later found out that the floods had swept Stormpaw away, and he was believed to be dead, and she grieved knowing that he loved her and she didn't love him back, since she was so into Fallowpaw. When it was time to choose, Fallowpaw decided to be with Mist. This made Mistypaw snap and try to kill Fallowpaw. Fallowpaw was driven out of the clans by Mistypaw and her own sister, Sparkpaw. Mistpaw decided to go with her, not wanting to live without the other molly. She informed her sister, Streampaw, and Streampaw wanted to go with them as well, bring along a Shadowclan tom named Mosspaw.

They reached a clearing with a few cats already living there- Ice a former Shadowclan warrior and his mate Shrew a born loner. They aloud Mistpaw, Streampaw, Mosspaw and Fallowpaw to live in the clearing with them. Mistpaw became Mist and dropped the clan name, Stream and Moss followed this as well while Fallowpaw decided she wanted to change her name entirely, not wanting to be reminded of the clans and her past life, never really got to change her name and is referred to as just 'Fallow'. They were attacked by a former Shadowclan warrior named Ravenwing, who almost killed Stream. He admitted that he was suppose to mentor Moss, and wanted Moss to come live with him and his mate- but Moss refused, and stayed with Stream and the group. At some point, an orphaned kit named Yukon was found wandering, and Mist decided to adopt him, and she and Fallow started to raise him.

About two moons later, Mist heard Fallow cry out while exploring the territory and quickly went to check on her, but she was too late and only found her dead body. It looked like a fox had killed her, so that's what they thought happened - it was actually her former Dark Forest mentor Deathstalker since he was trying to get her to return to the clans. Mist grieved her dead mate and completely cut herself off from the rest of the group. She was just about done with life when a Starclan tom named Royalwatcher came to her in a dream and has started her on her path back to happiness. Since Fallow was the only reason that she left the clans which she loved, the young molly decided to return without her sister and brother in law. To her dismay, Mist had to start off as an apprentice and to make it worse her father was appointed as her mentor - and they hated each other with a burning passion. And after that, Mistpaw re-united with her brother Aspenmask, and they quickly got into a fight and Aspenmask informed Mist that their mother had been killed - believed to be a fox though it was actually their father Boulderglare.

She soon became a warrior - Mistfall - and was finally relieved from training with her terrible father. Though not too long after did Bucknight make an announcement that the clan would start to worship the Dark Forest rather than Starclan. She was outraged by this, but believed it best not to say anything and fly low, believing his reign of ternary to end soon. It did when suddenly the long lost clan Skyclan showed up and they killed Bucknight, setting Riverclan free from the Second Evil Era. During this battle though, she finally saw Storm's true colors as he fought for Bucknight and the two fought - while Storm tried to kill her, she easily beat him and he ran away and back to the remains of the Syndicate. Mistfall decided to follow them into the battled the liberated the other clans as well, participating in every fight until all the clans were finally freed from the Evil Era.

Mistfall was interested to see who Starclan would choose for the next Riverclan leader, praying that it would be her. Though she was a bit upset, she was happy that her friend Russetswirl - now Russetstar - was chosen for the role. She then believed that she had a shot at becoming his Deputy despite her young age and not having an apprentice, but found it another disappointment. Her friend Blackgaze was chosen to become deputy instead of her, causing her to become jealous towards her friend. Mistfall forced herself to accept this, not wishing to be harsh towards either of her friends for reasons that aren't their fault, and knew that she was too inexperienced to become deputy just yet, and became obsessed in becoming good enough again, and also wished for an apprentice despite being young. Mist accompanied Geckoleaf - the medicine cat - onto the territory and helped gather herbs. They spoke about what had happened to the clan during the Second Evil Era and shared their concerns about how the clan will survive the leaf-bare after the huge battle, little prey and little herbs. Though she tried to comfort Gecko by making a speech about their new leader, deputy and Starclan. The conversation about the Evil Era and all the disaster that took place during it had caused Geckoleaf's mental wall to crumple down again. She had a mental break down, causing her to see blood everywhere and was screaming that she had killed them, but hadn't meant to - referring to all the patients she had failed to save. Mist panicked and wasn't sure what to do, though she was able to calm Gecko down, he voice dragging the medicine cat back to reality, and she was trying to comfort Geckoleaf by licking her forehead like a queen would do for her kit. This was the first time she had a mental breakdown in front of someone and seemed embarrassed that Mistfall has witnessed it, calling herself weak to not be able to repress the pain and memories. Though Mistfall claimed that it wasn't true and she was actually strong. Due to this experience, the two became close - Mistfall became somewhat of a sisterly figure for Geckoleaf, and she was glad she could be someone's shoulder to cry on.

Over the following time, Mistfall and Geckoleaf grew closer, they both became someone the other could trust and rely on. In fact, the warrior began to form a crush towards her medicine cat friend, but didn't understand at first that she has a crush on Geckoleaf. Though after she began to figure it out, refused to acknowledge these feelings due to Geckoleaf's rank as the medicine cat - the only rank that forbids a mate of any kind. On happier notes, Mistfall was overjoyed to be given her first apprentice - Rabbitkit - not only had she received her first apprentice at a young age, but her also Russetstar's daughter and found this as a chance to prove herself to him and wanted to be a great mentor for the young molly. She grew fond of the younger cat, hoping to be a good mentor for her. Though she couldn't help but become fearful that she may mess Rabbitpaw up, similar to how Deathstalker has messed her up. So she tried her best to make Rabbitpaw have a happier past than she had. Mistfall was also still a bit guilty about not being quick enough to save Cricketpaw's life, who was Rabbitpaw's sister. Though Rabbitpaw seemed to show no signs of blaming her the incident, and the two continued to get along well, making Mistfall happy to be Rabbitpaw's mentor.

This bliss did not last long for the molly - as none for her do. During an attack on a gathering from the Dusk Syndicate, she was almost forced to face Hephaestus once more, though he simply smirk at her before disappearing into the frey. In the aftermath of the battle, Mistfall learned that he beloved friend and respected clan-mate - Geckoleaf - was missing. She was heart-broken and tried desperately to find her, but was finally dragged off by a clan-mate and back to camp. This loss hit her hard. Lie when she had lost Fallow, Mistfall rarely left her nest and no longer went out into the territory for patrols or simply walks. The only times she did leave was to search for Geckoleaf in the territory, and would continue until she was forced back by a clan-mate. One night she felt a pull to the territory and decided to search it out. Upon reaching the river she found a lost loner kit who was soaked and shivering from the cold. So the warrior brought her back to camp and decided to take her in. The new kit brought along with her a new meaning to Mistfall’s life. She realized how mouse-brained she had been to fall back into depression. Since taking in Ashkit, Mistfall has returned to her warrior duties and continues to try to do the best she can for her clan, although Geckoleaf’s disappearance still bothers and saddens the molly.

- - -

“That's life.
It's about getting hurt, about go through these challenges.
But it's also about making it, about living through the pain.
It's what makes us stronger! ”

Other General Information-
» I did have a temp HR before, but the cool down has long passed c:

Other Character Information-
» Some other extra info can be found on her site at the bottom of the left column :3
» Mist is one of my oldest characters as well as my main ^w^
» I know that she's young, but she does act and think older than she is - so I hope that may help
» Unofficially ftm - meaning she wants to be a male, but doesn't want to go through being trans, she accepts female, male and/or gender neutral pronouns (though not many people are aware of this, so when around others she only goes by feminine ones)
» She spent at least half of her apprentice age as a rogue after running away for apparently no reason
» Mist has always wanted to become the leader of Riverclan ever since she was a kit in order to protect her clan-mates from danger, no matter what it took - this lead hr to training in the Dark Forest when she was younger and even supported Ashpaw (Blazingnight), though complete turned around during her time away from the clans
» Due to training in the Dark Forest, Mist has this violent side and hidden blood-lust that she is afraid of
» Her dark past is actually a secret from near everybody (expect Mistyeyes, but idk if that character is still active)

- - -

“I’ve tried my whole life to be a star. To be strong and to become a leader. But in doing so… I lost myself. I lost to myself. My darker side. My evil side.
And in doing so, I became my own enemy. The thing I feared most.
But then I saw it. The light. That light pulled me from the hell that became my own mind. And now I thrive to stay in that light. To live in it and share my own with others. I want to do the same for them as they have for me: to bring them from the darkest corners of their mind and to vanquish their fears of themselves.
I don’t need to shine as brightly as a star. I just need to shine through the dark, like a moon. ”

Plot Idea-

(any part - as well as the entire plot - can be changed if you believe it would be better)

[ tba ]

**meraki** · #6 December 10th, 2017, 05:49 PM

Introduction

As you pad out of your den and into the light of the full moon, an icy breeze ruffles your pelt. Above you is the glowing sphyrical shape of the moon, the dark night sky glittering with the twinkling lights of your fallen ancestors. Your gaze falls back down, straight ahead of you, and you make your way in silence towards the river. The freezing white blanket that lays upon the earth chills your paws, but you push onward. The air is still now, deafeningly still, until the call of an owl breaks through the silence, startling you slightly. You continue on your way, until finally, your gaze falls upon a calico pelted cat. They sit alongside the river’s edge, their cool amber gaze not wavering from looking at the flowing water. “Rowanflicker,” you meow in surprise. [B]“I wasn’t expecting to see you here,” you add. “I wasn’t expecting to see you either,” he meows bluntly and briefly. He turns to face you now, his small, lithe build facing yours as his tail tip twitches. “And what are you doing out this time of night?” He purrs, voice smooth like that of honey. Rowanflicker’s cranium tilts to once side curiously as he awaits your response. “Just going on a midnight stroll.” You return. “Mind if I ask you a few questions? I’d like to get to know you a bit better.” You say quickly, before he can reply. The tom looks rather surprise to hear this. “Alright,” he answers finally. “Ask away.”

Q & A

You: Do you consider yourself to be more of a leader, or a follower?
Rowan: Most definitely a leader.
You: Would you say you have high self esteem? Or do you often feel doubt?
Rowan: I do generally feel confident in my decisions, though like all others I do second guess my actions.
You: Are you more likely to work in a group, or independently?
Rowan: Personally I have no preference. I like working on my own, but it’s nice to help out with others; but I tend to like to be in charge when it comes to groups.
You: In an argument, are you the one to end one or continue on?
Rowan: In all honestly I can’t imagine myself ending an argument.
You: When it comes down to it, are you willing to risk your life for anyone?
Rowan: Frankly, it comes down to the situation. I’m not going to blindly throw myself in the path of danger when it can be avoided with good planning.
You: On that note, are you a planner, or do you act out on a whim? Do you trust your instincts or your knowledge? Your heart or your head?
Rowan: Oh that’s an easy one. Most definitely my head. I plan things out. I trust my knowledge. When you follow your heart, things become biased and clouded. With common sense and planning, it’s less likely to go wrong.
You: Do you accept or reject help?
Rowan: Generally reject. I don’t like to be helped, those helping tend to look down at me later on.
You: When delivering bad news to another, do you sugar coat it, or say it bluntly?
Rowan: Why sugar coat it? They need to know, don’t leave them waiting.

On The Inside

Weaknesses: His pride || Those he cares about || Being lied to || Being wrong || Giving another false information || High ego ||

Virtues: High IQ || High intellect || Extremely loyal || Leader || Resourceful ||

Other traits: Stubborn || Honest

Quirks: Rowan has a lot of pride, but his ego is weak. He gets extremely sensitive when it comes to his masculinity and gets extremely mad when his obvious infertility is mentioned. He tries his best to not let anything get to him, or let his opinion bias anything. Rowan doesn’t like to joke around very much and gets angered easily.

Mental Stability: 8/10
Mental Conditions: Slight anger issues

Physical Stability: 7/10- sleep deprived, underweight
Physical Conditions: Infertile (being a Male calico), kinked tail (from breaking it moons ago)

Age: 36 moons
Gender: Cis Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: Homosexual, though in denial

On The Outside

Rowanflicker is a small sized tomcat with a calico and white coat. His eyes are a pale jade green, flecked with gold. His pelt is short but thick, with more white than black and chestnut. Rowanflicker’s tail is shorter than average, and is bent slightly halfway due to an injury as a kit. He has smaller paws, and is surprisingly petite for a tom. He’s slightly underweight, as his spine can be seen slightly through his pelt. Rowanflicker is not a muscular tom, though he’s a very fast runner due to his small size and is surprisingly good at climbing trees. Unfortunately, Rowan is not the best fighter, try as he might. He can dodge the other’s blows for a bit, but eventually he’ll tire and the other will use their size against him. Despite this, Rowanflicker walks with his chin held high and his tail even higher, shoulders back and eyes alert.

Background

Kithood: As a kit, Rowanflicker was the outsider. There’s one in every litter. He was the kit to sit back and watch his siblings romp around, chasing tails and leaves and butterflies and whatnot. Keep in mind, this wasn’t by choice. Rowanflicker has tried desperately to play with the others for many moons, though he quickly learned that his place in the crowd was not meant to be. It wasn’t that he was bullied too much; teased occasionally, but not bullied. The others loved to run around and play fight, but Rowan constantly tired quickly. He wasn’t ever able to keep up, and he eventually gave up. He just didn’t merge into the crowd socially like the others. He never knew the right things, said the right things, or did the right things. None of his jokes were funny, none of his topics interesting, and he couldn’t do any cool tricks. Though his father saw him sittin alone every day, and would scold him for not playing like “a normal kit.” So Rowan tried again. And again. And again. And again.

Apprenticehood: By the time Rowanflicker became an apprentice, he dedicated his time to running. He wanted to keep up with his friends; he would not be left behind in the dust like he did as a kit, and he was tired of his father’s scolding. Rowanflicker ran every single day, pushing himself until his lungs felt like they would burst, and if they didn’t feel that way, he pushed himself harder. Rowanflicker trained like this every day, even on top of his warrior training, but to him, his running was far more important.
One day, as he was playing with the other apprentices, they went out into the territory to play. Hesitant but not willing to flake out on the others, Rowan followed. There they played for some time, when they decided to practice their fighting moves. Rowan, who wasn’t very good due to all the energy he put into his running, agreed to play despite this. They all began to play fight, but eventually the others noticed Rowan’s terrible techniques and hanged but up on him. They poked fun at his fighting skills, and when he got mad or retaliated, they simply said “It’s just a joke, no need to get mad.” Eventually, the young tom’s obvious infertility was mentioned, and it really set the tom off. He lunged at the apprentice who insulated him, and the wrestled until Rowan was pushed down a hill, where his tail was snapped due to the impact of his landing. The tom screeched in pain, and once all the apprentices saw what they’d done, they ran. They ran and they ran and they ran without turning back, leaving Rowanflicker in the territory with a broken tail and shattered pride. Eventually Rowan made his way back to camp where his tail was treated by the medicine cat at that time.

Adulthood: Now, Rowanflicker still carries a lot of resentment towards the warriors who were there that day when he broke his tail. His pride is made up of fragile eggshells, and to this day doesn’t like to make friends due to the risk of having his heart broken.

I hope this form is okay!! <3

**Jynx** · #7 December 10th, 2017, 05:52 PM

I cannot apply for this position myself since I haven't been a member for more then three months, but I wish you all the best of luck!

**Role** · #8 December 10th, 2017, 05:54 PM

You notice a dark brown tabby exit her camp, her yellow eyes scanning the surrounding area. Right on time, you think with satisfaction. It was night, moonlight shone above while the stars twinkled and winked at you. The tabby had agreed to meet with you, only to answer your questions, but you knew she was very wary. You had to gain her trust.. somehow. The tabby spots you. Her hackles rise and her eyes flash. She stalks towards you. "Why have you asked me here? What do you want?" As she got into clearer view, you took note of her features. She was a muscular molly, tough from swimming. Her brown fur was long, but not too long. Her fur was as clean as could be, however.Few scars litter her body. She must be a skilled fighter. Or perhaps she has been too careful, and tricked her way out of hostile situations. Her eyes were dull and weary, showing bo emotion other than caution. She was as stoic as a soldier. "I just want to ask you some questions," you finally reply. The molly cast you a side-long glare, but she reluctantly sat down. Her tail wrapped neatly around her large paws, and her whiskers twitched with anticipation. "Tell me about yourself," you begin. Her fur rose. "I thought you only wanted questions," she hissed. You stared patiently back at her, offering a small smile. She sure was a rule follower. The tabby looked away for a few moments before whipping her head back to you. "Fine! My name is Floatingbark, and I am 34 moons old," she replied, trying to return to her nonchalant attitude. "I don't have a mate or kits. I've had an apprentice before, but she.." She stared numbly ahead, as if you weren't there. You understood immediately. Nodding, you allowed Floatingbark to have a moment of silence. In a few heartbeats, Floatingbark recollected herself, and maintained eye contact with you once more. "Tell me about your Clan. Is there anything going on?" Floatingbark's eyes narrowed with suspicion. "Why should I tell you, rogue? I'm breaking the warrior code by just talking to you, so what good would it do to tell you about my Clan? Unless you're looking to join," she challenged. You blink slowly. "I'll consider joining. Now please, tell me about your Clan." Floatingbark scans your expression for a few moments. You feel a bit pressured by her suspicious gaze. Clearly this "warrior code" meant alot to her. Eventually, Floatingbark closed her eyes and sighed. Silence once more arose around you. Only the occasional cricket chirp sounded beside you. "RiverClan is a Clan full of cats who fish and swim. The river is what keeps us alive. All RiverClan warriors love the fish, including me," she began suddenly, causing you to jump. "I usually catch an average amount of fish, even if I swim good. Our prey consists of minnows, trout, salmon, and other fish." You purr quietly. Fish sounded delicious at the moment. Floatingbark must have noticed that, however, for she shot you a warning glare. Clearing your throat, you shift your paws and gaze at Floatingbark's own bright yellow orbs. "So this warrior code you mentioned before; is it important to you?" Floatingbark looked taken aback. She sputtered for words, but soon got her cold facade back on track. She narrowed her eyes and sat up straight. "Of course it's important! It's what keeps the Clans from becoming savage rogues," she informed. "It's a warrior's duty to follow it to the end, which I'm not right now thanks to you." You nod in acknowlegement at her comment. It was true you were making her break the rules, but what did it matter? It was night, and no one was awake. "So do you follow every rule all the time?" That seemed to stop Floatingbark in her tracks. Her tail twitched for a few moments before she answered. "Er.. well.. I try to. Not every cat is going to follow the warrior code all the time," she confessed. You nod, understanding. Something tells you this cat would have lied if you were not a rogue. "Tell me about your past, if it's not a sensative topic," you say, changing the topic. Floatingbark sighed. "I don't get why you're asking me all of these questions. I'm not that interesting, and my background is no different," she replied with a shake of her head. "But I'll humor you. My earliest memory was the sight of my mother. She was smiling at me. I was an only kit, and I had no father around. Well, that's not all true. My siblings were stillborn and my father didn't bother to stick around after I was born. You furrow your brows and lightly lay your tail on her shoulder. "I'm sorry. Do you want to stop talking about this?" Floatingbark flinched away, growing defensive yet again. She bared her teeth, and lashed her tail. "Don't get chummy with me. I'm only telling you this because I probably won't see you again," she spat. She looked thoughtful for a moment before continuing. "My mother always taught me to follow orders without question, and to never trust anyone. I think she may have been right about the orders, but not trusting anyone? That was a bit much. Her split up with her mate must have made her overreact. Anyway, as I grew I became more and more quiet. My mother always said she missed my talking, so I would talk to her at least once every day. I was a good listener, but I wasn't a very good talker. When I became an apprentice, my mentor struggled to connect with me. So instead of talking, we trained. However, that helped us connect. We became closer through battle training. My mentor taught me to be cunning and slick. She was fun to be around, however my mother's teachings came back to me. I never got as close as to share secrets with my mentor. Today, I feel strange remembering her hurt looks, but life goes on. We can't change the past." You nod in agreement. The past was past, forgive forget. Nothing anyone did could change what happened in the past. "As a warrior," she continued. "I drifted from my mother, my friends, my mentor, and everyone else I knew. I kept my mind on one thing: following orders. No one had wronged me and no one had done right to me to make me act like that. It's just who I am." Floatingbark shrugs and looks away. Her brows furrow with thought. "I never understood why everyone looked so odd at my unconcious decision. They gave me sad looks, disappointed looks, angry looks, and anything else you could think of," she began, pausing before continuing. "I didn't, and I still don't understand emotions. I know the words and I know the looks, but I never feel any myself. Not any other than anger and annoyance, of course. You proved that." You frown, concerned for her mental health despite her insult, but you stay quiet. "As a warrior, I had fully distanced myself from anyone and everyone. Even my own mother no longer talked to me. You're lucky to be talking to me now. I guess I had a lot to say," she sighed. "And that's the end of my story. Like I said, I'm not that interesting. You pause, wondering if you should ask the question that had bugged you since she said it. Floatingbark could easily snap and leave, or she could stay. She was getting awfully comfortable with you. "I don't mean to be rude," you start awkwardly. "But what happened to your apprentice?" Floatingbark's gaze snapped to yours. You had a long, tense staredown with her, but you did not once look away. Floatingbark let out a defeated, exasperated sigh, and looked at the ground. "Her name was Foxpaw. She was 8 moons old," she started. Even if this would have been a depressing thing to speak about, Floatingbark's voice held no emotion. "We were practicing swimming. She got a bit ahead of herself, and she bumped her head on a rock. She passsd out, floated downstream, and drowned. I wasn't quick enough to get her. That's it." Her amber eyes flashed as she noticed a dim light in the distance. "It's nearly dawn! I have to leave," she hissed. You leap to your feet. "Wait! Tell me, who is your deputy now?" Floatingbark stopped. Her hackles rose and her tail bushed. "How do you know about our deputies? I never told you about our ranks!" You shake your head and take a step forward. "Nevermind that! Tell me something. Do you want to be the deputy?" Floatingbark paused, hackles falling and eyes thoughtful. Moments pass. The sky stays dark, yet a dim light begins to cut through the shadows. Floatingbark closed her eyes. "I'm not sure. It's a big responsibility. I would be park of the center of attention. However, I would give orders rather than follow them," Floatingbark looked behind her. "I have to leave, but I will think about your question often. I won't forget you either. Tell me something. What is your name?" All you do is smile, and take a few steps back. You turn away, and begin to head for the trees. "I have no name," you reply. "But I will remember your name." Floatingbark simply nods and hums in reply. The tabby warrior turns around. She leaps into a nearby stream, washing her pelt of rogue stink, and begins to head back to camp. It would be most likely that she would say that she went for a morning swim. How clever. As you pad away, darkness envelops your vision, and you realize you have completed your mission. You have learned more about a Clan cat, and you have given her something to think about. All is well.

OOC

•I am very active, and I am able to post more than 3 posts a week ^^!

•Floatingbark likes to distance herself from others, but she can grow close to anyone if she is talked to enough. It's a long, hard process.

•This is what she looks like. Obviously she isn't a kitten, so imagine that picture as an older cat.

•Some of Floatingbark's strengths are her fighting spirit, her determination, and her thoughtful mind.

•Her weaknesses are her stubborness, her inability to understand emotion, and her insensitivity to how others feel.

**dino.** · #9 December 10th, 2017, 06:04 PM

Name
Shellsplash

Age
63 moons

Gender/Identity
Male

Appearance [Pictures and description please]
Boop
Shellsplash is a sleek, light gray tabby with blue eyes, long powerful legs, and a medium-short tail

Personality [2-5 paragraphs please]
Shellsplash is hard-working and loyal but has a fiery temper. He is known for his sharp tongue and wise sayings.

This tom can have sudden outbursts of anger but he would never lash out at a Clanmate. It usually happens if he's upset or angry, which often happens during battles.

He dislikes cats who disrespect others and loves to argue. Be careful when picking a fight with this warrior, as any arguement you start with him,
he is likely to win.

Plot Ideas[Optional]
N/A

Roleplay Sample

PPD
21.93

Other Information
Nerp c:

Questions?
Does the roleplay sample have to be from the main roleplay?

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**wren** · #10 December 10th, 2017, 07:30 PM

[ An explanation to what I'm about to write, daisyshade and Tumblestep have been mates for a while and actually a plot in the future was for her to have kittens but one of the kits in her litter will be stillborn. So I'm going to write what Daisy wishes to say to her kitten. Because the plot still has more depth and such I'll just let daisy explain ]

The silence of the medicine cats den was too much for daisyshade. The cream coloured she cat had gone into labour only hours before only to muster enough strength to bring two of her three kits safety into the world. Now she was faced with her stillborn kitten, unnamed, never able to view the world properly. His eyes not even opened. Daisyshade was a small she cat, one you wouldn't expect to be a mother. One if you didn't see her warrior scars you wouldn't have exactly known she was a full warrior yet, She was that small. She looked even smaller now with her shoulders hunched and her legs pulled into her. She had spent a few hours thoroughly grooming the kitten which would forever be unnamed to her, Maybe not. As she stared down at his lifeless body she gently stroked his cheek with her paw and sat back. "My sweet boy..." she whispered softly under her breath. "There is so much I would have loved to show you... So many beutiful things I would have shared with you" she said cocking her head slightly to look at him better. "You would have been such a beutiful boy. You know that don't you?" she said with a highly exhausted huff. She butted heads with her son gently and gave him a lick on the chest. "You take after your father, your dark fur and... Your little birthmark" she sighed deeply and sat back taking another heavy breath. "I guess it's not right that a child doesn't know their mother. I have tan fur with darker orange tabby splotches all over my body" she smiled happily as she looked down at her fur. "My eyes are as green as the seaweed in the very Ocean... But your fathers eyes. I bet you've been blessed with such things" she said with a pleased smile. "You were born into a great clan my dear boy. You really where, a clan of cats who have real talent... We are swimmers" she purred sitting back again and licking her chest fur a few times to pat it down. "Your leader is fallenstar. He will get to meet you one day my darling. He will. And you will know that your family is being watched over" she said with an amused purr. She sat up and stretched out her legs and sighed. "I know you would have got along with your father, he would have loved to teach you how to become a warrior. He really would have loved too.." she purred laying back down on her shoulder and cradling the small Tom kit between her paws. "One day he will come and teach you up in starclan. But for now... You must wait. There are many sweet cats up there to protect and teach you for now" she said with a large smile and with that her tears began again and she stood up the last time, running her paw down the side of the kittens cheek. She than wiped her tears away with her paw and sniffled, bending down she gripped the kittens scruff and lifted him into the air. Than with a heavy heart she turned and padded out of the cool den to face e whole clan and their questions, to tend to her kittens and watch them like she couldn't with her one son.

Since Daisy wouldn't really tell her son how she behaves here's her personality as found on my Charrie site !!

Daisyshade had always been a headstrong girl from the very day she was born. She had always known what she wanted and went for it with fearless determination. Yet the molly had always been sort of laid back in social situations, laid back and calm. She had always been the type of cat to keep a conversation lively and talk to anyone she happened to meet or see. This is how she met her mate tumblestep, a story for another day perhaps. The molly despite coming from an emotional family can appear ridiculously stoic in many situations through her resounding patience with those who had done her wrong or something that had plagued her from the past. She is quite good at at keeping her emotions too herself and making sure the weight of her issues isn't put on the shoulders of her friends or family. Daisy was always a very hardworking warrior even from kit age she had always been plodding into the medicine cats den to help out with elders and tics. This carried with her into apprentice years and beyond into her warrior years. She was always willing to help out with other cats emotional issues and would jump headfirst into her opportunities. With all this good the molly can also break down, being stoic her whole life had taken a serious toll on her mentally and now every time something close to emotional happens she will break down. Daisy had always been quite reluctant to give out much information when first meeting cats. Though quite friendly and willing to always come to comfront you whenever or wherever she is reluctant to say much about her life, she also doesn't enjoy deep conversations about feelings to anyone.

[ short and sweet ]

And because I'm all about the plots, perhaps out of grief for her kittens during her deputy ship she abandons her duty and disappears for a few days. Confused and frustrated fallenstar goes and looks for her but finds her and tries to convince her to return. She refuses and both fallenstar and Daisy are forced to stay a whole night out in the loner/rouge territory. Finally on the second day he is able to convince Daisy to return with him and as they are, the journey back comes with complications such as a rouge gang who attacks them or something like they get lost in a storm or somthing or return to find out that her kits or someone that fallenstar loves had left the clan looking for them and are in danger so both rush off to save them from whatever problems there are