Yup! The mender rank is up for grabs, unlike what I said in the leader audition thread, mender rank will be open, because I was pestered by a Shadow. Okay so, after this, there will be no more high rank auditions, because the Healer is basically the deputy and med. cat combined. The heir, obviously has no auditions. Healer's student will be chosen IC.
Note ; Your cat must be at least be Twnety-four moons. You must be able to know the herbs, I will gather a list of herbs later on, and you guys will help me. Good luck!
[b]Username[/b]: [b]Character[/b]: [b]Age[/b]: [b]Gender[/b]: [b]Short description[/b]: [b]What herbs have you found that grow on mount Morvan?[/b]:
[b]Your activity level[/b]:
Last Edit: May 1, 2011 12:24:12 GMT -8 by D e r e.
Username: Shadow Character: Ranna Age: 3 years Gender: female Short description: A dangerously tiny white cat with blue-green eyes. What herbs have you found that grow on mount Morvan?: Cobwebs, obviously Alder ~ burns Angelica ~ respritory problems Basil ~ upset stomach Chives ~ cough Coltsfoot ~ wounds Comfrey ~ wounds, painkiller Coriander ~ poison, just thought you'd like a poisionous plant or two as well Cress ~ Eye disease, restlessness Dragoon ~ snakebites Elm ~ wounds (I can send in more if you'd like, but since I'm sort of time, I'm cutting off here)
RP sample: "Ranna, are you sure? I hear the wildcats are horrible beasts, ready to eat cats like us for dinner," a small black-and-white cat said, and it was clear the yound tom was terrified. The tiny white kitten beside him looked up in an annoyed manner, as if she had put up with this many more times than her apparent age implied. "Dyrim, how many times must I tell you? Those stories are highly illogical, as it is nearly impossible for cats to grow larger than Belgaer. As for the cannibalism, well, there is some possible truth to that, but more than likely, the wildcats allowed that fable to stry unrestrained. How would you like prissy housecats strying into your territory and scaring your food away?" She mewed logically, scilencing her borther's frightened compliants. "Let's wait here, the cats should come by some time," She meowed, and gave her brother a loving lick. In all truth, she felt sorry for him. He was never a very brave one, and joining the cannibalistic cats was putting a certain strain on him. "Calm down, Dyrim dear. I have not seen any Cress on the way," she smiled, glad to get a smile returned. At least Dyrim to comfort. She couldn't do this without him.
Your activity level: Pretty dang active to the point where I'll get on your nerves. That is, unless I'm grounded or just absolutely, positively CAN'T get on. Trust me, if I can get on, I'll be here.
Last Edit: May 1, 2011 13:29:29 GMT -8 by Lady Shad