A Night to Remember [ RiverClan only ]

[Mango]

[Not a serious audition as I already have an HR, but it’s very in character for Blizz to do this]

Blizzardsky glanced up, yes, the cat who who said herbs are for the weak, and that only she-cats play with flowers, that that all the medicine cat does is play in flowers was up here offering to be medicine cat,” I’ll do it.” he offered proudly giving a big stretch and flexing his claws in his stretch,” I’ve spent plenty of time in the den, due to injuries such as when Berryscorch removed the skin off my tail when I was a kit, so I know how to reattach skin. I could probably fix your apprentice, Frozenpaw’s fur patches if you can find me some of their skin to use. If you want me explanation of why I’d do good? I was trained by one of the best warriors in your clan, two of them. Thistlestep and Berryscorch, your lionheart. Besides, I’m the one responsible for that pain tolerance training starting among warrior’s, well also Berryscorch, but mostly me. Besides if I spend all day trapped in the den you’ll quit seeing my as danger to your clan, like how I got my paw stuck in a hole of a tree, or how I accidentally hurt a kit...I’d just be undoing all the damage. Plus, it would give me the ability to get revenge of Berryscorch, I could order her to stay in the den and recover from no injury.” he replied beaming. Yes, he had just given practically every reason not to make him medicine cat and thought this would make him look cool. In reality, he’d just get fat again if he were to become medicine cat.

[sootsplashed]

Fawnsqueak was resigning? When did that happen? Sootspring sharply inhaled, suddenly wondering if she'd be a good medicine cat. It would be nice to not fight and help others while not getting hurt in battle... I'm going to try it. I'm going to audition for medicine cat. She told herself, nodding briskly. What could go wrong? The small, silvery warrior then ran to the edge of camp, collecting some cobwebs and some non-glowing mushrooms. She ran back with them in her mouth once she thought she had enough, waiting in line. There were a lot of cats here. She was a bit confused when Hopkit came out, because Lionstar said cats older than eleven moons? Maybe the kit didn't hear that. After a bit more of waiting, she could see Splashleap go in, and really hoped that if Sootspring herself didn't get the medicine cat role, her sister would.

"I'm here to audition!" she told the golden leader in a happy tone as she walked into the Lionsden, when it was her turn, determined to make this go well. It would be amazing as a medicine cat- although nothing would ever happen between her and Stormtalon- although she was willing to do that if it meant helping cats stay alive- unlike Mange got to be. "So, uh I'll start now, I guess!" She mewed awkwardly after a moment of silence. "I'm going to show you how I would be good at medicine-cat-ing." She dropped the cobwebs and mushrooms, looking around for something that could possibly be used as a pretend cat. She picked up a large stick, and continued on. "So, I already know some herbs! Fawnsqueak taught me them with a lot of other cats, so I'll show you what I've learned." She made a big scratch in the stick, before picking up the cobwebs again. "For big wounds, you use cobwebs. you hold them on until it sticks- unless it's bleeding A TON. then you hold it until the bleeding stops!" She pushed the cobwebs on the stick, holding them on. "Ta-da!" She mewed as she brought up her paw, accidentally bringing up the cobwebs too but quickly sticking them back on the stick. "If this stick was a cat and bleeding, I probably would have done pretty well!" She mewed, happily, before making another slash in the stick, although this time it was smaller. She quickly made the mushroom into strips, and then put it on the 'wound'. "If it is smaller and not very severe, mushroom strips are better. BUT- make sure they are not glowing. because those are poisonous. And if you put poisonous mushrooms on an open gash, I'm pretty sure that it would be bad. Maybe it would like make you get poisoned, because it's poisonous?" If she became medicine cat, she would never ever posion someone. Or at least she thought she wouldn't. What if she used the wrong herb on someone though? Her mind then turned on and on and on as it sometimes did, starting the cycle of thinking about one thing to another. Herbs reminded her of plants, which reminded her of cattails, which reminded her of cattail pond, and it eventually go to the point where she was wondering if ducks had clans. It felt like forever that she was thinking about this, although in reality, it was really only a moment or two.

"Anyways, uh, I'm sure other cats would be great at the medicine cat position too, but please consider me at least a tiny bit?" She smiled at Lionstar, wondering if her audition was good. "May StarClan light your path, and good luck on choosing a medicine cat!" Wouldn't it be stressful, seeing all these great options, and then having to choose one? Sootspring thought as she padded out of the den. Remembering her stick, she speed-walked back in quickly, and picked up the stick. "sorry, i um, forgot this! heh heh... anyways, have a nice day, sir!"

[Cobra]

// @BILL.

Springcry watched the other cats, blushing nervously. After Mothsplash and Silversong's..."truth", about how they wanted to be medicine cats, after Plumepaw(plume! hello!)'s sweet words, Sootspring and Splashleap's pure, happiness, and Hopekits...um...what to call it...? Wait, a kit, what? That...honestly didn't make sense. Springcry didn't see Fawnsqueak, Lionstar, and Sootflare choosing a kit to lead the Clan with them. Well, Fawnsqueak wasn't really the deputy or anything, but...he was a well-respected member of their Clan.

Springcry walked closer to the leader, nodding to the other cats. Well...there were a lot of them, that was for sure. And Lionstar had to choose someone, right? So, he would probably choose one of these guys. Do you really want this? Why did you come? Ugh...should he back down? But he at least wanted to try. Springcry took a deep breath, respectfully nodded(again) at Lionstar, and began to speak.

"Hello, Lionstar. I'm Springcry..." His meow was lined with curiosity, and respect. He wanted to earn Lionstar's appreciation. One green eye stared at the golden tom, with interest. "I-I see all these other cats, and I think, 'i can't become medicine cat'. They're all better than me. But I feel like I should still try. Plumpaw's words were worthwhile and heartbreaking, Badgerpaw obviously worked up a lot of courage. Even though they all thought a lot about this. I mean, I did too. I promise you, when I walked in here, I planned to try to impress you. With something. But look at all these other cats! They all deserve a chance. But what about me? Do you think I deserve a chance?

"The answer is, maybe. I'm not-stars forbid-forcing you to say that. That's what I think the answer is. But, you can't trust me-you don't know. If I was your right paw-er, medicine cat, you might. But I'm not. Now, I'm not trying to say 'oh, i'll be good make me medicine cat'. I'm trying to...how do I say this...make you consider me. Ugh, not trying to make you do anything and choose me or something, just trying to...consider me? Maybe? Um, sorry. Before you decide everything...this was sudden, I didn't give you a reason. So...I'll say my reasons. Okay." His green eyes are slightly nervous, but they hold courage as well.

"My first reason is that I want it. I know, you'd expect that I'd say that last, right? But no. I want to be sudden with this. Yeah...something like that. I want to let you know that this is what I want. I want to be become medicine cat because...because I feel like I'd be good at it. And I wouldn't overuse my power, or brag, or just get an apprentice and do whatever. No. Besides, when I do get an apprentice, I'll put a lot of thought into it and be smart about it. Yeah. So, that's my first reason, and I hope you take it to mind." Maybe I should have said it last...

"My next reason is that I'm not some plain, or boring, or ordinary, or...anything that's exhausting for someone to think about. I'm shy, sometimes, I guess, but overall I feel like I'm not tiring and boring. Y'know? I enjoy activities, and I love swimming and stuff. I'm not lazy, and I'm very organized, which makes it good for me to sort herbs, right? I've always felt...how do i say it... cramped in my life. Like there's more out there for me... I don't have an apprentice, I barely have any family, and I don't have any friends or really know anyone. If I were medicine cat, I would get to know everyone better. I think.

"My very last reason is that I'd be very active, and I'd help you and Sootflare lead the Clan. I don't know if we'd get close, or if we'd even be friends. But I want to help you guys. Sootflare seems like a nice guy, and you're really cool. I wouldn't be always groveling down to you, or screaming at you when you didn't come into my den for your wounds. I'd also try to help you both-I understand if you'd rather have your Clanmates get treated first. Doesn't everyone? I'd gently guide you into reasoning, and when you don't agree with me I'll back away for a few days and let you think about it. If you didn't agreen, that would be fine!"

Springcry paused, and let out a gave Lionstar a quick smile. Well...that wasn't too scary, was it? And now he felt more comfortable with Lionstar. If he didn't get the role of medicine cat, at least maybe they could become friends? Possibly? Springcry nodded one last time to the others, and at Lionstar, then walked away, reflecting on that. It had been refreshing. He'd gotten out of his shell! And talked to Lionstar, which was nice.

Perhaps he would have a chance.

[Pepperkins]

Amberflight
[ @BILL. ]

A fairly fluffy molly lurked at the back of the crowd, mostly observing as the cats filed one by one in and out of the leader's den. This seemed absolutely pointless to her, just pick a cat that knew what they were doing. Still, it was rather amusing to watch as every cat who thought they had a chance the others didn't tried their luck at becoming the next medicine cat. She didn't plan on going in, but perhaps if the crowd died down a little bit she'd try to put her two cents in. Being the medicine cat sounded tiring though, and even if she was chosen she was sure she'd have no idea what she was doing anyways. She didn't experience pain like others. When they cried, she sat with a frown. When they smiled, she looked blank. Emotions weren't her best bet and she hated dealing with emotional cats. As far as she was concerned, Lionstar was the most emotional of them all. Not that she'd say that to his face of course.

As she watched the cats each come in with generally the same hope they'd be the next best thing, she had made her way closer to watch more easily. At one point, she felt a small paw step on her tail and jumped to see the crowd pushing forwards. Letting out a hiss of annoyance, she ended up shoved into the den, rolling her eyes as she turned to see Lionstar. While it would have been normal to be fearful or excited, her face was neutral as she glanced over him curiously. Perhaps she should try out just for the heck of it. How hard was it to say a few words and leave the den. Besides, the chances of her getting picked were like one in fifty, and those were odds she could work with.

[Audition technically starts here]

"I refuse to lie to you, I didn't intend to end up in here," she mewed with a sigh, walking a little farther into the den, seeing small remains of cats proving their skill littered all over the den, "In fact I'm probably the worst candidate for the job, but hey, if a apprentice walked in here thinking they had a chance, why can't I?" She purred in slight amusement as she remembered the apprentice walking out before returning to get their stick. It was somewhat cute, they took one session of training and thought they were Riverclan's best bet. She had opted out of going to the classes since she preferred to stay away from crowds. She knew what she needed to, the rest was up to the medicine cat.

"I know you probably want someone who knows what they're doing, well I don't. But I guess that really doesn't matter, because who really does? We learn as we go along and we adapt to changes, that's just clan life in general," She mewed, somewhat reverting to her way of talking to herself instead of whoever she was conversating with. It was normal, she'd start talking but end up ranting to herself by the end, although it would always have something to do with the current topic at least, "Nothing ever stays the same, things always change. If things didn't change how would we ever learn how to live?That's the lesson to be learned from life, always advance, never stay the same.

Finally realizing she had been talking to herself again, she glanced back up at Lionstar, not bothering to apologize as she shifted in her seated position uncomfortably. Being the center of attention was never something she liked, especially by someone she tried to keep the attention off of her from. She was starting to regret this immediately. Still, she wasn't going to show any signs of fear or anything else in front of someone who could possibly judge her for it in the future.

"I don't know how being a medicine cat works around here, and honestly unless I become one, Starclan forbid, I don't care. Being medicine cat is the glorified version of a friend everyone relies on to solve their problems," she sighed, shrugging as she flexed her claws in boredom, "Everyone expects you to know what to do, even if you have no idea. You can't really say no, it's your job. That's why I tend to stay on my own, never have to have anyone depend on me. She didn't mind being alone, alone was the safest logically. You didn't attract unnecessary attention, you didn't have to worry about anyone else, and though it may be lonely, she didn't care about that either way, so that was out of the question.

"What are you even looking for? Is there a certain amount of knowledge, a specific personality? I can promise you'll probably never find the perfect cat. The chances of you finding a cat completely matching your criteria are one in a hundred, did you know that?" she mewed, a soft purr of amusement as she imagined the leader going around clan to clan looking for the perfect cat, "In reality, your perfect medicine cat probably doesn't even live in the clans, rather far off somewhere, most likely a kittypet if you think of it. Somewhere with the twolegs lives a cat who knows just a little too much about herbs, waiting to discover the clans and come live with us forever. But doesn't that sound like a story for kits?"

Examining a paw for a moment, she let out a small yawn as she glanced back outside the den, looking over the cats waiting patiently, well, mostly, for their turn. "Ah.. Well while I 'enjoyed' our little chat, it seems you have a whole clan awaiting your decision, so why don't I let the others have their shot at being special, or whatever they consider it," she mewed, standing as she dipped her head respectfully. Shaking her fur free of the dirt from the den, she turned to leave, nodding to the next cat entering as she paused before exiting, "Good luck on your search, Lionstar, I look forward to your decision." With a flick of her tail, she exited the den, returning to her position at the back of the crowd as she resumed of her activity of watching the auditions.

[monsterflower]

hi lionstar right? If I am not mistaken I heard about you needing a med cat. well I think that I am just the cat for the job! I'm not sure if you heard but me and my mom don't really get along but I don't let that make me bitter. in fact I let it help me be a kinder more caring cat. I have worked hared even with my shoulder not working properly. I have never really been interested in taking a mate or having kits. I find a better way to help the clan is to keep those already alive healthy and well instead of bringing more cats into the clan. I can assure you that I am a extremely loyal cat and wish for nothing but the clan to prosper and grow stronger. I hope that I have made a compelling augment as to why I would make a good medicine cat. Oh! and thank you for your time

[Starfall]

Gentlethunder

He watched as a hoard of felines went into the tom's den, and how they walked out hopeful. What was it about the Position that they wanted so badly? Was it the interest in herbs? Surely if you just asked Fawnsqueak he wouldn't have hesitate to teach...that was just an assumption though. You didn't have to be in this position to know at least some of your herbs. Look at Otterstone, she knew basically nothing and yet there she was.

After a few moment's of just standing there the Calliby shifted his weight, and began to make his way there. Ducking in. It was mostly empty, save for Bumblebutt himself. Surely he wasn't the last one? He kept a stonefaced gaze before he looked behind him "Coulda sworn I saw Plumpaw in here. Girl's been through alot." he laughed airly. The loose smile once again making its home on his maw as he turned to look at the leader again. Normally he'd sit down, make himself comfortable. But this time he was trying to make a point, being professional. He knew when to act right.

"You know who I am. I don't really need to explain why." he began. "I've had my guts ripped out, I've been stepped over by a certain medicine cat. I've had you save my ass, more times than I could count. I'm a Warrior, if something's needed, or if we're lacking in something it's my job to fix it." he looked around the den, spotting a familiar skull. His smile grew. "I'm just here to tell you that...I'm here for my tooth. Also, that my name's in the Pool too. I'll let you know now. I'll be fighting like regular on the battlefield if chosen for this position. I'm not going to hang out by the sidelines and simply heal, make an Apprentice shield. None of it. I'll be fighting."

Gentlethunder tilted his head from one side to the other before letting out a shallow sigh. "Maybe I'll steal the tooth when you're out. I just gotta remember it actually exists." he laughed, giving the Golden tom a bigger grin before leaving the den.

[RedHead]

Medicine cat….. Medicine cat…? Ripplepaw watched Lionstar walk back to his den before sitting there in a state of intensified thinking for a moment. Silvery blue eyes narrowed, the young feline finally jumped up after a long moment, padding over to the den.

Waltzing right in, Ripplepaw stood straight, right in front of Lionstar, silent for a moment before she let out a large breath.
“Okay, golden guy, let’s look at some of the logistics here.”
Ripplepaw plopped herself down into a loose seated position right in front of Lionstar as she prepared to sell her amazing awesome self and show this dude she was going to be the best medicine cat she could be.
“I’ve been abandoned by three of my warrior mentors. First Riverripple, then Lilytail, and lastly, Poolheart, causing you to have to take me under your wing to finish my training. Well… let’s just think about that for a moment. Clearly I can’t get any training done because I keep having to back track because of the stupidity of some cats, mainly Poolheart but we don’t talk about her, and so don’t you think that it may be some sort of sign?”
Ripplepaw tilted her head, gaze focused on the cat in front of her.
“And I don’t mean a sign from Starclan, those cats are just a bunch of dead mouse-butts who sit on their rears and watch us for amusement. Maybe if they ever actually did something to help me I’d be nicer to them but right now they deserve all my insults thrown their direction.”

“But just think about it. Signs can come from elsewhere, such as simply…. Life. Life itself. And I think life is sending me a sign that I shouldn’t be a warrior. Failed mentors, failed training, and no friends. That might not have anything to do with it but I’m using it anyways.”
Ripplepaw gave a bit of a laugh, though it was strained. Being an extrovert and having no friends was the most ridiculous thing she’d ever heard of, and yet here she was, probably one of the most friendless extroverted extroverts.

“Now I will say this was a really split moment decision, you said medicine cat and that just got me to start thinking and thinking until I knew for sure that this would be something I would really be interested in. I’d never really ever thought about the medicine den besides that one time when I was a bit younger and I believed medicine to be some sort of “plant magic” which hey, I wouldn’t be opposed to calling it that. Makes it sound far more cool than…. “Herbs.”
Ripplepaw stuck out her tongue in a joking over-exaggeration of disgust.
“Doesn’t ring in quite the same feeling, does it?”

She fell silent for a moment, before giving a small shrug of her shoulders.
“Anyways. I don’t want to bore you with explaining the ins and outs of myself because well, I feel like you already kind of know all of us? In a way? Not as well as you’d like to maybe, but as clan leader you’ve got to at least have a small idea on who each of your clanmates are. I know I do, that’s what makes observing others so exciting! I like knowing things about others and it makes life even more interesting to know you share it with so many other types of cats with different ideals and traits and quirks and little things that make them tick and well….”
Ripplepaw stopped here, smiling a bit sheepishly, though it quickly turned into a confident smirk.
“I just have to admit that I love cats. I just love how different we all are, it’s enamoring, brilliant, spectacular.”
Big words had become her thing lately, they were fun to use and Ripplepaw had found that more often than not, when she used big words, she seemed more impressive.

But back to the subject at paw. She was more holding a conversation with the leader rather than an audition, but that was Ripplepaw’s style. Things were more personal when she talked to others, she liked to be calm and chill and relaxed in the presence of others. Because that’s what the presence of others did to her, it gave her energy, yet also serenity.
“I’ll just say one last thing, something I’ll probably ramble about but it’s important. I talked about my mentors earlier right? Well they’re not the only ones who I’ve been abandoned by. I’ve also been abandoned by my parents, well, never met my dad but that’s a different story. Also lost my brother, who I had been closest to. It’s hard for me to make friends for some reason, one that I don’t know and still haven’t figured out. But… What I’m saying is that I know what it’s like to be alone and feel abandoned. And I would never want to impose that on anyone else. I would fight tooth and claw to remain here where everyone needed me, where I wanted to be and where I would be needed. I’m not sure about you or anyone else, but I like the thought of being needed."
Ripplepaw smiled, a brighter smile, more reminiscent of her happy go lucky smiles that she always seemed to wear.
“Plus, not only would being needed in that way be absolutely amazing, I think the concept of doing plant magic would be pretty great too. I’ve got to say, I bet I could find a way to make learning plant magic as interesting and fun to learn as warrior training was. And not to be a braggart or anything buuutttt…”
Ripplepaw shook fur out a bit before smirking again, giving a large exaggerated shrug.
“I’m pretty good at making things fun. Ripplefun is the name I go by these days you know, if that says anything about it.”
Her tone held a joking note, but there was also seriousness in it, a serious desire to prove to Lionstar that this was something she wanted. Something she was not going to take lightly. Because if he gave her this option, this position, well… Ripplepaw believed she could do greater things than all the other medicine cats. A challenge, yes, of course it was. That’s how she worked best, through challenges. Through competitions. Because winning was something she was good at.
Getting to her paws, Ripplepaw dipped her head to Lionstar, gracing him with another lighthearted smile as she began backing out of the den.
“Anyways, thanks for the talk, golden guy. Don’t overwork yourself trying to make your decision. But just know… I’m rooting for me.”
Ripplepaw gave one more smirk followed with a snickering laugh, before turning around and sauntering out of the den. She thought that had gone…. Excellent.