That's right! A leader audition, once we get a leader for every clowder, we will allow other high position auditions. (Stella's cat is the only exception.) Please note that she should not create the cat before auditioning.
Note ; Your cat must be at least be sixteen months old. They have to be a smart & strong, mentally and physically. Nobody wants a leader who can't give a speech. Reminds me, you must be able to think of important things to say at gatherings, imagine if you weren't creative.
Username: Silver Character: Echo Age: 2 years Gender: She cat Short description: Long furred black she-cat with golden-amber eyes.
RP sample: Although the sun shone brightly and vibrantly down on her long, black fur reed back, Echo shivered. It was spring. Though that didn't mean to say that the weather was getting any warmer. It was a cold, frosty morning and the she-cat was out hunting. She hadn't planned on it being so cold as she roused herself and made her way off towards the Forest of Dreams. Needless to say, she was beginning to regret her early morning plans. Damn, it's freezing! Shuddering, she leaped through the grass like a fawn, trying to warm herself up for her hunting mission. She tested the air, hoping to catch the scent of her favourite prey; mountain hare. And there it was. Like a snake, she stealthily crept in, closing the gap between her and the prey. She pushed her nose through the grass and flattened her ears against her head. She forgot the cold, she forgot herself and focused on the prey. It hopped towards her, as if in a trance. She kneaded the wet soil, clumps of earth getting stuck to her sharp claws. Now! She leaped out of the long, growing grass, a hiss erupted from her mouth as she went. The hare turned on its heels and began to sprint, but she was quicker. The cat landed squarely on its back. She got a grip on its windpipe and felt the life ebb away. What was seconds felt like hours to the she-cat. She let the hare fall limply onto the wet forest floor and covered it with the grass. Dew glistened like tiaras on the stalks. Flowers were soon to bloom here. It would fill the woods with a glorious, vibrant blue-purple colour and bring prey out of hibernation. She gave her silent thanks to her ancestors in the Clowder of Blistering Lights and Leaf, then was on her way to continue her hunting spree. A bird's call echoed through the trees. Echo smiled to herself. It was the beginning of spring, of the year and of a new era of the Clowders, where she hoped against hope, that she would be Sommité of the Sun's Rays. Padding along, she stopped suddenly, almost as if she had forgotten something. A puzzled look crossed her face. Badger perhaps? What was that smell? She opened her mouth to test the air, then, the answer her confusion stepped from the shadows. At first she thought it may have been a fox, but then her eyes came into focus. The build of a dog loomed above her in a terrifying posture. But surely this was too big to be a dog? Bigger than any she had seen before, and she had seen many in her short lifetime. And what was it doing so far into the forest? She thought the end had come as the creature stepped towards her. Echo took a step back, then another. She was small, and it was big. Her mouth opened in a silent hiss. She saw her chance of a getaway. Its legs were splayed in an un-dog-like fashion. Without giving it so much as a second thought, she raced through its legs and never looked back.
Nice, only a few errors in the text, but that's okay, minor errors are fine. It seems as though you've studied the important things of this role-play site, including the territory, prey, and the name of the ancestors.
Short description: White tabby point with strange blue eyes.
RP sample: I hope its okay if i use a roleplay from another site.
Vitani gave a snarl, "What the f*** are you doing dumb***!" she yelled at the apprentice, confused to why he had run away to her, "You got yourself in this, now get yourself out!". Lashing her tail in anger, she leaped for Bandit once again. She defiantly wasn’t leaving without payback for what he had done.
Bandit skidded to a stop as Thistlepaw had moved out of his way, dodging his charge. "Yeah, get the he** out!" he huffed, suddenly thinking they had given up. Unfortunately.. he didn’t exactly see Vitani leaping for his back. Her weight slammed onto him like a cat pouncing on a mouse and he was immediately pushed close to the ground, his bellyfur brushing close against it.
“Get the he** off me BloodClan filth!” he screamed the she-cat, trying to drop into a roll.
Vitani didn’t answer the toms scream. She simply latched her jaws around his scruff and held on tight, spreading out her legs out to the ground to keep him from rolling. She was going to kill him, right here, right now.
Frustrated that his roll wasn’t working out for him, the tom took a deep breath and with all his strength; he reared. In fact, he had reared with so much force, that he sent the cream tabby she-cat flying.
Being near the wall of the camp while she was on Bandits back The she-cat hit it hard before she could even realize what was happening. Like a branch falling from a tree, she then hit the ground with a loud ‘THUMP’, knocking her completely unconscious. Blood trickled from the side of her head.
Giving himself a rough shake, Bandit rose to his paws and looked back at the wounded she-cat, content that his rearing had succeeded in knocking her out for him. ”You should’ve listened” he growled with anger, trotting towards Vitani. As he neared, he looked at her with disgust before reaching down for her throat. This time he wouldn’t fail in completely killing her.
Vitani felt nothing as jaws lunged for her throat and quickly closed around it, She was knocked out cold.