[Teza]

I've actually been thinking about applying Spellcaster for this temp dep, soooooo... Why not? xD

Name:
Spellcaster
Age:
32 moons
Gender:
Female
Pre-existing or new?:
Pre-Existing
Appearance:
Ref
More images/description on char site, link above
Personality:
Spellcaster is a very loyal and loving she-cat, but she wasn't always. Once upon a time, she was actually quite cruel to her clanmates, and especially those younger than her by even a moon. This changed, however, when Thunderclan fought Skyclan during the previous evil era. She realized how wrong she had been to bully her clanmates, and changed to be one of the most nurturing cats in Thunderclan. She still thinks her nasty thoughts sometimes, but will finally hold her tongue when thinking them. She will do anything for her kits and clan, and refuses to allow anyone to be hurt again.
Their drive to be deputy:
Activity(PPD):
6.22 and growing
You at least two months active?:
Yes
Other/Questions?:
Spellcaster is a character I haven't used much lately, which is to explain for the short personality description. I've actually been looking for a way to kill her off (that sounded way harsher than it needed to )
Plot Idea For This Deputy:
Spellcaster is a snappy old lady trapped in a slightly younger body. She knows to do what's best for her clan, and generally knows how to do it, but it can come across as rude and insulting to most of her clanmates. That said, she could simply say nothing at all and spare them her feelings. This could make for an interesting plot point that can lead up to her death. Maybe she can say something harsh to Blazingstar, storm off, and maybe the next day or something a patrol finds her dead in a river/creek/lake/ocean/whatever is closest to Windclan's territory?
Will They Die Or Step Down?:
Die
RP Sample(link or type it out):

Originally Posted by Liquoris

Flowerdawn didn't know what had happened. One moment she heard Mountainpeak say 'go,' the next she was sliding face first straight into the thorn bush. She wasn't sure who won, but she figured Mountainpeak, seeing as she was the one now caked in thorns. Her throat hurt a bit when it didn't before she had started running. She must have yowled pretty loudly when she slid. "Oww..." she mewed. She was laying on her side, her paws held up by thorn branches. Every move sent small aches throughout her body, but she still managed to drag herself out of the bush, limping heavily on her back left leg. Small trails of blood slid down her smooth pelt, as her fur wasn't quite thick enough to protect her from some of the thorns. "I might be a bit out of commission for a little bit," she joked to the tom. She then sat down slowly, thankful there were no thorns in her butt. Flowerdawn then started taking the thorns out one by one.

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Cedarbreeze shrugged. "Maybe..." she said simply. "I'm tired, honestly. I've been stuck with Flowerdawn on patrols since the battle. Not that she's a bad cat or anything, but she's just so annoying sometimes..." she said with a sigh. "Sorry, I don't mean to put my problems on you," she chuckeld. She then pricked her ears at the sound of a loud wail. "Was that Flowerdawn?" she asked urgently. "C'mon!" she yowled, racing back to the cats. When she got to Ivythorn and Smokepaw, she glanced around, looking for where Flowerdawn and Mountainpeak went. When she saw the two cats, she padded quickly up to them, seeing that Flowerdawn was just sitting there. "What happened? Why are you covered in thorns?" she demanded.

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Ivythorn smiled to Smokepaw. He was being very kind to her, and she didn't really know why. "I think they can handle it," she said with a smile. The dark calico, feeling slightly annoyed with herself for acting so much like a kit, sat up. "I-I'm used to it, honestly. She's not the first to call me names. My mentor used to call me Ivyflea every da-" She was cut off at the sound of Flowerdawn's scream. She pricked her ears and glanced around, looking in the direction the two cats left. Almost instantly, Cedarbreeze came bounding back to them. The look she gave Ivythorn made the dark calico feel like the brown tabby felt bad for calling her names. 'I knew Cedarbreeze wasn't mean,' she thought. She then snapped to and followed the older warrior to where Flowerdawn was sitting, covered in thorns and small amounts of blood. "Are you okay, Flowerdawn?" she asked, forgetting all aspects of her shy nature.