DEPUTY TRYOUTS.

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It's time that Riverclan gets a new deputy! I ask nicely that those of you who try out don't keep asking me when it will be when I choose who gets the position. Anyways, please use the form below to try out. Good luck to all~
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[blockquote][blockquote][b]cat name;[/b]

[b]age;[/b]

[b]gender;[/b]

[b]physical description;[/b]

[b]personality;[/b]

[b]why should you get this position?[/b]

[b]why should your character get this position?[/b]

[b]how active are you?[/b]

[b]roleplay sample;[/b][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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example;;

cat name;
fireheart

age;
twenty-four moons

gender;
tom

physical description;
a fiery orange tom with bright green eyes.

personality;
fireheart is willing to do anything to protect his clan, but if he has to break a code of starclan to save a life, he is willing to do it. he is a very determined cat.

why should you get this position?
i am really good at roleplaying and i've never been a leader/deputy before.

why should your character get this position?
he would be willing to do anything to lead his clan well.

how active are you?
on a scale from one to ten, probably 8/10.

roleplay sample;
fireheart walked into the camp and picked up a piece of prey from the fresh-kill pile and clenched it between his teeth. he walked it over to the outside of the warriors den and began eating it heartily.

((NOTE))
The above tryout is JUST an example. I prefer you make your descriptions much longer. Thanks<33.

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Can I audition with a cat I already have?

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Of course!
You don't have to ask.
Just go ahead and try out. ^-^

[~*Bright*~]

((Okay, I just wanted to make sure))

cat name; Spiritgaze

age; 36 Moons

gender; Tom

physical description;
Spiritgaze has a very unusual coat pattern. He is white with a hint of silver. He has jet black stripes swirling around his neck, back, tail and other various parts of his pelt. The stripes at the base of his tail, though, are gray and gradually become darker to the tip of his tail, which is pitch black. But, unlike most tabbies, he has spots of all sorts of shapes and sizes. Most of the spots are gray with black rimming the edges, while other are just black or gray. He has a white underbelly and white hind legs.
With his longs legs and neck, he is taller than most cats. Like many cats in his Clan, he is slim with a sleek, glossy pelt. He has a large chest(though it’s not noticeable in the picture)and strong hind legs, making him a powerful swimmer and a fast runner as well. Despite his large size he has a very small head, even for a cat, which makes his ears larger than normal, too.
During the day, he looks like an ordinary cat. But during the night, his pelt seems to glow with a light of it’s own. Giving him the appearance of a spirit of a cat. Most cats that don’t know him are normally startled when they first witness this, and tend to mistake him for an actual spirit.
He has piercing yellow eyes that have an eerie glow even during the day. Giving him his name

personality;
He is a friendly cat, but very protective of his Clan. He would fight to the death if he must. He has a great deal of patience and hardly ever loses his temper. The only times he does, is when someone interrupts him from deep though or when those act before they think. When he gets angry, he tends to lash out with words, then goes back to his usual self. He prefers to avoid fighting and tries to get end an argument with words and not claws. He’s serious most of the time, though he’s not without a sense of humor or fun.
What he’s really known for is his thinking. In fact, that’s what he mostly does; is being deep in thought. Sometimes the only way to get him out of his thinking and get his attention is to whack him across the head. Though be careful, since that’s one of the ways to make him angry. Because of that, a lot of times Spiritgaze goes off and finds a place to think. But his deep thinking comes in handy, for he likes to plan out battle strategies before and during a fight; one of the reasons that he’s a good fighter.
He has a soft spot for kits and other young cats. Ever since he trained his first apprentice, Spiritgaze has admired a young cat’s eagerness, energy, and wiliness to learn. He doesn’t lash out at a young one, like he does with warriors. Instead, he finds other ways to get them to listen and understand. He has always made it a goal to teach as many cats as he can for them to understand the importance of defending and taking care of their Clan. Despite all of this, he really has no desire to have kits of his own, at least not yet.

why should you get this position? I'm very active and been role-playing warriors for about 4 years. Also I have had the deputy position on other sites, till they died.

why should your character get this position? Spiritgaze is a thinker and prefers to think things out before taking action. He's friendly yet protective of his Clan.

how active are you? I don't have much of a life outside, besides bicycling, so I'm very active.

roleplay sample;
Spiritgaze sat on top of a rock. His eyes closed as he felt the wind ruffling through his pelt. Today was a slightly cloudy day, though more windy than normal. It's just after sunhigh, and the wind is starting to blow in more clouds. With eyes still closed, he opened his mouth to taste the air. The taste of moisture hung heavily in the air.

'Seems like it's going to rain either in the evening or tonight. He thought, opening his eyes to a slit. If it rains during the evening, then that'll be a perfect time for fishing. Spiritgaze has always noticed that the fish in the river literally leap out of the water in delight whenever it rains, especially when the sun starts to set. The silvery-white tom fully open his eyes and stared over the water from his rock.

The thing is; is that the rock sits in the middle of the wide, rapid Severed River. Many who has seen him have thought of him as crazy and insane. But Spiritgaze doesn't mind a bit.
First of all, He's a Riverclan cat and can swim very well.
Second, there is a quick way to get back to shore on the Riverclan's side, though it's not much safer. There's a loosely row of rocks that leads to shore. One just has to have good balance and know which rock to jump to next. Spiritgaze tends to take this route when he comes here mostly.
And third, this is one of his favorite thinking spots. Besides the noise of the rushing water, this place is very peaceful and quiet. Not where most cats go out of their way to get to . Meaning less likely that'll he get interrupted, which he liked.

Spiritgaze leaned over and stared into the water at his own reflection. A ghostly image of a white, black-stripped cat with glowing yellow eyes stared right back at him. It was enough to make the hair on his neck stand up. No wonder why cats get startled by my appearance. Even my own reflection is giving me the shivers. He smiled at the thought.

Suddenly, a different kind of silver caught his eye. Immediately, he flash a paw in the water and in one, fluid motion, scoop the fish out of the river. The fish landed on the same rock as Spiritgaze. The silver tom quickly grabbed it by the tail and slammed it against the rock, ending its life quickly. He stared at the fish, thinking whether he should eat it or not.

'No, I'll give it to one of the Queens. I can always catch another one later.' He grabbed the fish and stuck it in a crack, so the current wouldn't wash it away. He'll have to remember to take it back with him when he leaves. Sitting back down, Spiritgaze moved his gaze over to the Thunderclan border.

'I wonder how our neighbors are doing this Greenleaf?'

((I didn't know if you want a brief description/personality or not, so I added it all))

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iceheart.
cat name; iceheart

age; thirty-three moons

gender; female

physical description;this girl is of a slender build - something typical of her clan and gender, lacking the dense muscles worn so proudly by tomcats. her own muscles stretch cleanly over her solid bones - some of the only things keeping the femme together. although she may not look to be more than just another petty female, she can truly hold her ground against those stronger than her, even if lacking the intimidating looks. true, against a well-muscled tomcat she would be defeated, the chance of her dying in a bloody battlefield with dead cats scattered about her would be highly unlikely. her delicate frame hides the stormy disposition beneath, and so many cats underestimate her when it comes to challenges that it's no wonder she can so easily win a battle.

when it comes to looks, her countenance is one of more beauty than normal. when it comes to description, you would categorize a feline "black", "white", "tabby", or something of that class. however, iceheart never really fits in to one box cleanly. from a distance, she would be labeled as white - upon closer inspection, her pelage is more a gritty mix of white and gray, not easily able to be labeled as a single color. Her fur is short and rather silky - groomed every day to near perfection - and she makes sure everyone sees her flaunt her beauty. sure, she attracts a fair amount of tomcats, but once that tom sifts beneath the surface of her personality, it's difficult to see one that would stay and live with her all their life, with all her hitches and quirks.

iceheart seems to be taught against the phrase 'eyes are windows to your soul'. gazing into those aquamarine depths, the only thing you can really pick out would be that caustic gleam that is always present in her eyes. and the fact that she either tolerates you or likes you. nothing more than that is usually present - at least not for anyone who can't read her like an open book.

personality;it's rare that you will have an entire conversation with iceheart without her reverting to usually biting and cruel sarcasm, often accompanied by a trademark smirk and a quirk of her brow. her wit is equally acerbic, and iceheart quickly asserts herself as a higher ranking feline with a sharp slice of her ready tongue. when it comes to her regular personality, it swivels between the fine lines of somber and talkative. despite her rough, sarcastic exterior, it is quite obvious that she cares for her clanmates with a deep passion that she could never quite let go of, even if she could never let that soft part of her show for more than a pawful of friends.

many label iceheart a cynic, and it is no doubt that there is a cynical nature about her. she speculates all her clanmates with the utmost caution, not even completely trusting her clan leader until his/her motives are completely viewable - and even then, a distrustful outlook on all their motives is completely common nature. perhaps she reads too much into the actions of her clanmates, being critical about every single aspect of a single feline. she believes that every cat is born with sins in their hearts, and thus doesn't trust anyone that much, trying her hardest to school the youngest cats to become stronger and quicker. her pessimistic outlook on life makes her more prepared for anything and everything - and thus, is a great extra paw when it comes to plotting ahead of time. dangerous situations are no match for iceheart's cunning mind, and she would be among the first to be ready for a flood or a forest fire.

what many would call her only big flaw would be her self-centered pride. she takes everything with a pinch of salt, but she cannot help but view herself higher up in the social order than those around her - finding those who take life lightly with no real weight upon their shoulders a fool. without this feeling of pride, she would be a very different cat, especially when it came to interactions, which developed her personality the most. her pride doesn't hinder her strong will, and once she makes up her mind there will be NO changing it, despite how much you pinch or pull. the moment she makes up her mind, an oblivious bubble is built about her head. she will never give in; that much is painfully obvious.

until everything is perfect, iceheart will work her paws off to make sure her clan is in the best condition - even if she has to yowl at the top of her lungs to get a cat to do what she wants. hopefully, her work will all pay off.


why should you get this position? one day, i was thinking about how much i get medicine cats, and then i was like "HEY. I HAVE NEVER PLAYED A DEPUTY OR LEADER BEFORE." and then i decided i wanted to. so i decided to try out. perfect reason, no?

also, i think i'm a good person and ready for this kind of role ._.

why should your character get this position? "I work extremely hard for my clan, and I think it's only fair that I get this position, seeing how hard I work for you lowly pack of fish-faces."

how active are you? i get on every day.

roleplay sample; THE MOON'S JOURNEY through the sky had halted at the very apex of it's reign, sending it's silver rays slanting through the copse's rustling leaves, finding solace only when it bathed the forest floor with it's gleam. a twitching whisker and a flash of paws were the only signs of disturbance within the sort-of-peaceful nighttime forest. what other disturbance could there be? there was no cacophony in the way the crickets sang out their melodies, or in the way the creatures of the night absently went about their business. no, the predatory glance of the felidae about the moonlight forest was the only thing to fear.

THE PENSIVE GAZE of the ashen femme absently glanced off the trembling leaves on the tree, and she easefully dodged a branch as she continued through the forest, her paw swatting against the branch and her small ears swiveling, as if preparing for a confrontation of some sort. a sly smile crept across her catty face, and she was glad for her warrior-ship. if she had made as much as a peep or so much touched a crumpling leaf on the grass, her mentor would have clawed off her ears and used them for paw-warmers.

THE SMALL FELINE finally came to a halt as she came upon a glade, covered with oceanic moonlight. her absent gaze flicked about the place, disinterest etched in her figure. she wondered if anyone else was about this late at night, and wondered if she would have someone else to spend this tireless night with. finding a simple spot in the shade of the trees, she sat, observantly staring into the distance, waiting for some little miracle to grant her another cat to speak with.

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cat name; winterfeather

age; twenty one moons

gender; female

physical description; her fur is long, and fluffed like the leaves of a willow tree. it is like a river of never ending softness, and wonder. her coloring is black and white, her maw, paws, throat, chest, underbelly, and tail-tip whiter than snow, and the rest of her fur pitch black. her head is in a beautiful triangular shape, and her features tiny, as she is also very petite, no bigger than an apprentice. but small things have big secrets, and strengths. her eyes, now her eyes are something of mystery. they are pitch black, like huge coal marbles, and they hold a great sadness. her features literally hold somber acts and movements. she is quick, smart and a beautiful being.

personality; her natural state is to be quiet, and unopening to everyone. she can be very cruel sometimes, and might often be heartless. but this is due to her tragic past of nothing. she has found one way to make herself proven to the clans, to prove herself to her clan mates. to become leader. but this want is also in the need to protect her new family. riverclan was her new family. she often says her parents are the ancestors of riverclan, and her children are the new births in riverclan. she is truely loyal to this clan of cats even though she was born a loner. beyond her tough shell, she is sad, love-wanting, and often very daring, and can be very flirty or happy sometimes. she is like a tree. you must peel back the bark before you can really see the smoothness and beauty of herself.

why should you get this position? i am a good person, in my eyes, though my temper may rise sometimes, but i'm often kind and nice. i have many friends here at warriors, and i've been here as long as anyone. remember me sky? it's nina! :] yup, i'm trying out for riverclan. don't let our friendship blind your choice though. o.x choose someone who can do this job.

why should your character get this position? winterfeather only wants to protect her family, her life, her home from anyone. to serve it to it's fullest, and let everyone know riverclan is a strong, and wonderful clan. she would be quite joyful to be made deputy, but she wants someone good to lead, someone with a strong heart. much like hers, but perhaps the clans would except a clan born cat.

how active are you? very active. on every day.

roleplay sample;

chase your dreams away,
glass needles in the hay,
the sun forgives the clouds,
you are my holy shroud,
Oh no no...

x. her paws ached, and her body was convulsing in pain from pushing herself to hard. she could feel the rank breath of the fox pulsing behind her. her heart was bursting from it's seams, and her lungs screeched for relaxation. but she kept pushing. if she had been alone, she would have let herself die, never once running. but the small movements in her gut told her to keep herself alive. so she did. she clenched her teeth, baring those ivory inscisors. her claws dug deep into the peaty soil, trying to increase her speed.

x. her breath became ragged, a small rippling of pain running up and down her spine, and shooting across her gut. she screeched into the air, shoving herself faster. the fox snapped it's jaws in hunger, it's saliva flying out everywhere, splattering her back paws. she kept going. it ran faster, poised to kill. her legs and paws began to sink into the mud and grim of shadowclan territory, the marsh wanting her death. her mind flickered to that night some time ago, her and auburnsky sitting under the warm, and welcoming stars. tonight the sky was dark, and lightning struck the sky like a slap on the face.

x. starclan wants you dead, my babes. i wont let them have you. she screeched once more with effort. finally, she saw it. a huge oak. and an opening barely big enough for her to squeeze into. she used the very last of her strength to get to the opening, and threw herself into it, gashing her side open as she did. she cried out in agony, slamming onto her side and belly. she felt the babies in her jerk with surprise and agony, and begin to thrash her insides to peices.

x. her eyes were huge, and pitch black with pain. she stared as the fox shoved it's muzzle into the den, snapping, growling, and barking at her. it's saliva flew from it's jaws, and it clawed to get a bigger opening. soon it stopped, but she heard it pacing outside, waiting for her to come out. she sighed with releif, but collapsed, her inside's feeling as if they were being torn apart. she shreiked in agony, her sides convulsing, causing blood to pump from the gash in her side.

x. she began to pant heavily, her eyes wide open with agony. she wanted them out. she laid there, gasping, moaning, screeching everytime the convulsions kicked in. she was in there so long, the night sky turned milky red with dawn. she had been chased by the fox at first dark, and it was taking a whole night to birth. her breathing was shallow now, and her wound still slowly pumping blood. with another push, she felt something slide out of her. she weakly lifted her head, using her back leg to pull the kit close to her muzzle. a large fluffy white tom. and he was beautiful. she tried to clean him, but the pain was to much, making her fall into a limp form again. the kit weakly nuzzled her bloody gut.

x. she laid there, until the kit's fur had turned spiked with dried blood. his nuzzling had stopped, but he laid next to her, breathing heavily. she had to save them. her vision was blurry, and her hearing had faded. all her senses but sight focused in on the heart-beat of her babes still in her, and this tom by her. slowly, her eyes fixed in on the mud infront of her, everything in the den decaying, and reaking. but there, in the middle of the mud and ugliness, grew a single white flower. she blinked. a flower.

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Deputy try-outs are ending soon. So whoever else want's to audition should now.

[duskpelt]

Duskpelt;

age; 27 moons

gender; male

physical description; Large tortoiseshell tom cat with bright blue eyes and a brave, overal trusting atmospear. Makes people happy to be around him. White chest and front paws, one white back paw. Long tal with slight underbrush of white. His fur is medium-long, and a bit lionlike. His chest is high and strongly padded with mussels. Legs are long and strong, letting him be agile. His eyes are slightly sullen and each a half inch from his nose. His face is thin, but strong. A scar over right eye, blinding it.


personality; A kind young tom with a wimsical outlook. Always hopeful and helps even the weakest through the toughest times. He never gives up a battle, but will always put his friends before victory. Very friendly, but almost too friendly. Because of his strong beliefs, he often gets himself into fights with other cats over truth and lies. He tries to keep others at a stable point, and always tries to keep from letting others fight.


why should you get this position?

Because in past WC sites I was one of the more active, loyal members, but only once had I ever gotten a high position. I'm a good RPer, as meny people think so as well. I've been with the WC roleplays since 2007.

why should your character get this position?

He fits the deputy profile well, as well as being kind and gentle. Hes smart, and he thinks things through. A good clan needs a good, steady warrior to be its leader one day, and Duskpelt is just the tom to be that leader.

how active are you?

In the past, I came on WC every day, except for Holidays and other special occasions. About 85% of the year. I usually don't get banned from the computer, and I don't have any limitations on the comp. I have a laptop for on the go things, so if I'm somewhere else, I can still access the site.

roleplay sample;
Duskpelt dropped down to the river side, lapping up the clean river water. In the reflection, he could see the distorted image of himself staring back motionlessly at him. There was something else too. A calico she-cat standing over his shoulder. He lifted his head to look, but no one was there. When he returned his eyes to the reflection, he could still see the smiling she-cat.
It wasn't the first time he saw this she-cat staring at him from the rippled surface of the water. He actually enjoyed seeing it. The image was of his sister, who had died after falling into the water of a river connected to this one meny miles from here.
"Hey sis..." He spoke, watching her silent figure. She shifted, but nothing else. Duskpelt wondered if she did this because she missed him, or maybe it was because he missed her. When they were growing up, Duskpelt and Dawntriumph were inseperatable. Until the night when she fell into the rushing river and drowned before his eyes. Ever since, he never felt the same.
Suddenly another female cat came beside him, making the image of his sister disapear.
"Hello, Blisterheart." Duskpelt meowed to his mate.
"Hello, love." She answered, licking her paw with her soft, pink toung. Duskpelt stared hard at the she-cat.
Don't get him wrong, no, he loved her, but... She seemed so off today. Maybe it was because she had her kits, but.. It seems like something else.
She suddenly stopped cleaning herself.
Duskpelt didn't have time to think.
A claw came out and sliced across his right eye. Blood dripped from his brow and blinded him.
"What!? What's going on!?" Duskpelt shouted. but out of his left eye he could see Blisterheart smirking, as she left him to bleed beside the river.
Blisterheart had betrayed him.

[S K Y;♥]

Deputy tryouts are now closed.

I have come to a decision on who should be deputy. The thread notifying the new deputy will be located in the "Highest Branch" board in the Riverclan category.

Thank you all for competing!

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