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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Nov 30, 2006 20:14:26 GMT -5
Meadowstar, if you would like to keep this position, you must try very hard.
Use the bio in the Auditions board and GOOD LUCK!!
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Post by ::Autumn on Dec 3, 2006 11:19:28 GMT -5
[C A L L M E]
Lightningstar
[C H E C K M E]
She-cat
[A G E M E]
40 moons
[R A N K M E]
Leader
[P L A C E M E]
DarkClan
[S E E M E]
[Fur]
Lightningstar's pelt resembles strongly that of the sunlight bending through the morning mists. It is a pale, pale red, making it have a melting yellow tinge to it. Dark brown stripes lance in perfect unison across her body, coming into perfect rings at her neck and tail. Upon the she-cat's head, the stripes are closely knit together, forming a conglomeration of spots and roseattes not unlike a jaguar's. Her fur is medium-length and pelted; it is course yet quite velvety. Her paws have the slightest light tinge to them, and her tailtip is dipped in white, rather than the darker tone, as is the standard with most tabbies.
[Facial]
This she-cat's eyes deviate slightly from the classic brown-green of the tabby cat. On the contrarary, they are swirling pools of seafoam green, with an uncanny bright tone to them. Her whiskers are perfectly curved, sprouting from her muzzle parallel to the ground, and then arcing downwards. The cat's ears are slightly large, and more flexible than most, allowing her to 'hear in more directions', as Lightningstar herself would put it. She has a short, rounded muzzle, more like that of the simple shorthair cat, yet her jaw is thickly set, as are her strong cheeks. Upon her left seafoam eye is a jagged scar, not unlike a lance of lightning. It was this that gave her the warrior name Lightningscar.
[Body]
The body of Lightningstar is larger than normal for a she-cat, yet she is smaller than many toms. Large muscles bristle through her pelt, masked by a thicker-than-average layer of skin. Her front claws are the color of polished ivory; the rear ones are that of the darkest obisidian. Her shoulders appear dainty and narrow, though there is much power hidden within.
[M E E T M E]
[Short and Sweet]
Protective; Loyal; Quirky; Dangerous
[The Whole Nine Yards]
Hardly influenced by any previous occurences, Lightningstar sticks as true to herself as she did when she first learned to think and speak for herself. She is fiercely protective of all of those close to her, willing to defend her comrades, friends, and relatives with all nine lives at stake. When it comes to battle, she does not realize pain, and jumps straight in, regardless of whatever wounds she is acquiring. This can endanger her lives more than anything, as she may recieve a life-threatening wound and do nothing about it. She is not a fan of killing enemies at all though. Even if a rogue was sent to kill her, she would allow them to slink away, humiliated, defeated, and unscathed. To her one and only birthclan she is loyal, never straying from the path that was laid out for her by StarClan amongst her clanmates. ColdClan is her life; if it was taken away, there would be nothing to live for, except for her faith in StarClan. Lightninstar also has an odd way of understanding things without having to ask, particularly apprentices and younger cats. Perhaps it is her experience, or simply accurate guessing, but there is no way an apprentice could lie to her, even if they were an accomplished one.
[P A S T M E]
[In the Beginning]
My life began not unlike any other Clan cat's. I was born to a queen by the name of Arcticstripe, and was introduced to the world by her words. She told me of brothers and sisters, ones I would have had had they not perished that cold leafbare. When my eyes first pricked open, the light consumed me. I could not stand to stay cooped up in the nursery all the time; I had to get out.
[Stolen]
When she came, I knew she would take me somewhere. She said her name was Tsukeru, and that we would have a great adventure, but only the bravest kits could come, and that all the other ones were too scared. Me, scared? I was the best, the greatest of all of them. I would go on an adventure. What was that adventure? I should not have been so stupid, so mousebrained as to have followed a rogue out of the camp. She was using me, starving me, taking me away from my Clan and my mother, just so she could get revenge on all four Clans of the forest, to turn them against her. All I could do was mew. I yowled for my mother, for my Clan, and maybe they heard me, for they would eventually come for me. But that she-cat didn't want me to call to them. She laid her claws over my eye, and left a scar for all to see, and damaged my sight there.
[Turning Point]
After two moons of torture, I heard furious yowls, and saw cats hurtling towards the rogue's den. She was driven off, and I was saved, and brought back to my birth Clan. Beyond that incident, my life was just that of a loyal Clan cat. I was apprenticed to Silentstar, the great white leader of the Clan, and learned the ways of the warrior, and how to protect myself against evil like the evil that got me scarred in the first place. I learned that fear is good, and so is strength, but so is mercy, and that I should never wish to harm anybody. With my training's end came my warrior name - Lightningscar, to remember the events that had changed my life's course forever.
[Full Circle]
Was it StarClan speaking through Silentstar when he made me deputy, or was it simply the way he saw me? I was certainly young; younger than any deputy ever chosen before, but I was not afraid. The path laid out for me was certain. When he died, and gave me the blessing of the next leader, I was ready. Certainly ready for whatever path was next.
[S E E M Y S K I L L S]
Night
Silent paws gendly slid over waving grass in the crisp twilight air of leaf-fall. The moon hung placidly over the landscape, illuminating the lithe shape gently working its way through the area. Seafoam eyes glinted calmly as they slowly worked their way from left, to right, and back again.
Can you feel it?
The shape glided on again, yellow pelt beginning to glimmer in the pale starshine and moonlight. It stopped just once, to gaze into a slowly rippling pond at the edge of the clearing. The reflection revealed a half-mangled face of a she-cat, eyes filled with mystery.
I'm scarred.
[T R A C E M E]
Mother = Arcticstripe; others unknown
[L O V E M E]
She will never love.
[E L S E O F M E]
I'm really sorry; this is so short! |
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Post by falcon on Dec 3, 2006 14:27:11 GMT -5
Arctic? From Stoneclans?
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Post by ::Autumn on Dec 4, 2006 7:19:02 GMT -5
Arcticstripe is also known as Sunrise, and is my close friend. This is a plot we made for Lightningscar ages ago on another site. Of course, StoneClanners is now dead, but both of us are running a new site called True Destiny.
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Dec 4, 2006 15:59:59 GMT -5
I want you to make a new rp before I accept this...
Falcon is Robin...
I was The_Fire_Within...
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Post by ::Autumn on Dec 4, 2006 16:11:13 GMT -5
I'll put in a short one for now; if you approve of that one, then cool. If you want a longer one, that's okay too, it'll just take a bit of time.  |
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Dec 4, 2006 16:53:39 GMT -5
lil longer puh lease!! ;D
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Post by falcon on Dec 6, 2006 19:11:30 GMT -5
AUTUMN!!! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!!!! What happened to Stoneclans? Could you say to Arcti\c I said hi? And I thought she was done with Warriors RP?
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