cougareyes' family adoptions } DECIDING

[sail ☾]

character wanted;
Fierakit

personality; {for blank slates only} just quoting what bambi said

okay, now we're getting down to business. fierakit is a fourth generation the daughter to cougareyes and solieriver, and is five months old. she is a cinnamon tabby with darker markings and her eyes are of an amber color. fierakit is very high spirited and has little fears, which causes her to be very protective and usually is one to get in trouble. she was described as a "ring leader" and doesn't like to be bossed around.. she is very loyal and never lies. important to know: solieriver is cougareyes' grand-daughter, being the daughter to bearstar, so this makes fierakit and her other fourteen siblings inbred. both of her parents are deceased now. she also has adopted siblings - radiantshadows and swiftsolace.

activity level;
8/10-9/10

roleplay sample; {with character, blank slate or not}
WIP

[Darkeye]

Character Wanted: Kistrelpaw
Personality:

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| Dedicated | Shy | Stupid | Jerk | Dreamy |
Kistrel over here is extremely dedicated. He will do anything to protect his clan, and he will sacrifice anything for it. He's a believer, and won't take no for an answer when it comes to what really counts.

| Dedicated | Shy | Stupid | Jerk | Dreamy |
Kistrel will barely ever comes out of his shell. He has many, many mixed emotions within him, and he's afraid that if he lets others see the real side of him, that all of that will be unleashed. And that's the last thing that this little tom wants to happen.

| Dedicated | Shy | Stupid | Jerk | Dreamy |
Kistrelpaw definitely isn't the sharpest crayon in the box. Oh no. He will often not be able to tell right from wrong in his early apprentice stage, and will go off in gangs and bully around everyone thinking that this is everyday stuff for older apprentices. See what I mean?

| Dedicated | Shy | Stupid | Jerk | Dreamy |
When he does go off into these dumb shifts, Kristelpaw will often be a huge jerk to everyone he goes around to. He will make comments such as calling others names and physically pushing them around, but this will stop when he becomes a senior apprentice/early warrior/when he gets his sense knocked back into him - whichever comes first.

| Dedicated | Shy | Stupid | Jerk | Dreamy |
Aside from all of Kistrel's many flaws, he is one of the most adorable cats in the world. With his silken short-haired light brown tabby pelt and vivid yellow eyes, all of the she-cats in TC would die for a mate - or even friend like him. He's one to remember, and if you ever get a chance with him I wouldn't pass it by.

Activity Level: 8/10
Roleplay Sample:
Kistrelpaw sighed, gazing out the entrance of the ThunderClan apprentices' den at the blue sky, dotted with white, fluffy clouds. He was lying in the corner, his tail lashing slowly from side to side behind him. All the other apprentices were out with their mentors, training and having all the fun an apprentice got the privileges to have. And then there was him. Sorrelstar still had yet to assign him one, and he had been bored out of his mind for the past two days. He had no one to play with! He shook his head. No. Kits play - apprentices battle. He needed someone to battle with. But... who? He let out another deep breath. He'd gone through this conversation with himself three times now. His lemon orbs scanned the den one last time before heaving himself to his paws and padding out into the camp clearing. Maybe hunting would get his spirits up.
Heading out into territory, his pricked his ears for any signs of prey that he could catch near camp. He didn't want to stray too far, something important might happen and he'd miss it if he did. Well, while he was out here he might as well reflect on his day. Now... What did he do? He woke up. Hunted with another warrior. Ate a snack with his brother Beetlepaw. And laid down in his den. That was it. He needed to shake it up. He was tired of the same routine every day. What would he do though? It's not like anything really exciting happens here, right?
That's when he heard the scream from camp.
His eyes widened, his soul urging him back to camp. Whipping around he darted back, a definite goal set. Defend.

[fragile hearts]

character wanted; Invisiblesmile
personality; not a blank slate
activity level; eight out of ten
roleplay sample;

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An elusive creature crept through the darkening forest as the radiant sun began to disperse into some other realm. The feline remained a phantom, her raven black pelt blending in with the looming shadows that scattered across the floor of the forest. Bright eyes glowed in the depth of the darkness and continued to gaze at something moving in the distance. It was another feline that did not belong to her clan and this did not settle with the creature to well. Her soul burned with fiery anger and it blazed up inside her and made her eyes the exact reflection of the deep emotions turmoiling inside her. A heartless wind began to blow in her direction and the revolting stench of the brute before her swelled up in her nostrils, making her stomach flip with disgust. Rogue! The female no longer awaited to think out her plan, the hate in her heart taking control of the compassion she once had. Within a couple of moments the she-cat had rowled up the other cat and a battle had emerged. The tom leapt onto her and tried to hold Invisiblesmile down but it did not last as long as he would have liked. For, now the she-cat had the advantage on him and used her needle long claws to open up his soft stomach. The she-cat was larger than him, for he was feral and could not provide what he needed for himself. With a disturbing cackal from the black female, she had the perfect spot to end the battle. The tom had left open his most vulnerable spot and the she-cat took the chance to win. In an instant the battle was over and Invisiblesmile watched the light fade from his deep green eyes. His breaths slowed to a spinning stop and his soul slowly slipped away to some other demention. Where he was going the she-cat did not know and frankly did not give the slightest ounce of interest. Her deed was done and now all she had to do was take care of the body and report back to her leader.

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--invisiblesmile; hoodwink's sister. she is an all black cat with hazel eyes and very aggressive. she despises anyone who is outside of her clan with a strong passion and will not hesitate to kill anyone who trespasses. although, she can be very caring to those she loves and need her.

[--Joel.]

character wanted; Fletchedarrow

personality; {for blank slates only} N/A

activity level; I have a tendency to go into short bursts of time where I only reply to certain threads I am high on muse for. If I got this cat I would RP him as frequently as possible, and during my short time of muse loss would still RP him, since the whole reason you are adopting him out is for inactivity. Overall, I think I am a 7/10.

roleplay sample; {with character, blank slate or not}
[this is my average. I can do much better, but I want to show my usual)

Fletchedarrow yawned as sunlight hit his thick lilac smoke pelt. Directly under the cruel heat of the sun was not the nicest place to nap. His fur felt heavy and uncomfortably hot from the rays of warmth. He could move to a nicer napping place, but he needed to get up and fish anyway.
Standing on his tippy toes Fletched stretched after his short lived snooze, his lilac fur fluffing out. With another yawn, he scanned the camp area for someone to hunt with. His yellow eyes were narrowed against the bright light of the sun as he caught a whiff of delicious carp.

Spinning around he set off to the fresh-kill pile. He was about to dig his teeth into a plump fish until he remembered he hadn’t hunted yet. With a sigh, he turned away and called out to the first cat he saw.
“Sundial? Hunt with me?”

[∆ Naona ∆]

character wanted; Mistypaw

personality; Mistypaw is very headstrong and determined, she knows what she wants in life and she usually has a plan on how to achieve that as well. She doesn't really talk much, she prefers doing things quietly so no one will notice or care. She is in secret extremely proud of her sister Bearstar but would not easily admit that.

activity level; 7/10

roleplay sample; Mistypaw rested on a rock in between some trees by the river. She had sneaked off simply to get some time to think. She needed her space. The silver tabby yawned and stretched her limbs as she watched a small twig float by. "I guess I should find some freshkill" she thought to herself as she crouched on the rock, careful not to let her shadow touch the water. She spotted a fish, and with one strong movement she grabbed it and pulled it out of the water. But it quickly wiggled back towards the river, and Mistypaw watched it flee while swearing to herself.

[sandie [switched accounts]]

 character wanted;
Kilaylakit
personality; {for blank slates only}
Not needed

activity level;
9/10
roleplay sample; {with character, blank slate or not}
Kilaylakit crawled out of the den on her toes. It had been a long night, dreaming of the coming adventures planned for the next day. Although  she didn't know what that would be. Already her fur was coated with her usual uniform of mud, a dotted here and there were burs. She pranced past the medicine den proudly, ignoring the fact her whole existence was forbidden and just feeling glad she was the daughter of a respected cat and related to even more. 

Ki bounced in a puddle, splashing herself and a couple passing warriors. Now with the mud dripping down her fur, she happily peered at her reflection in a puddle. Perfect! I look perfect! Awesome, fun, me! She thought and ran off to join a couple toms.

[I can post longer posts when I'm on the computer and not my iPod]

[leafy ❤]

character wanted;
Goldenpaw [Goldensun]
personality; {for blank slates only}
Goldenpaw is kind at times, gentle at times, yet she also can be a little too feirce when you 'push her buttons'.

activity level;
9/10
roleplay sample; {with character, blank slate or not}
Goldenpaw peaked out of the apprentice den. She sniffed the air, fresh, clean air. She was glad that everything was fine now. Bearstar was back. She looked at the wound on her spine. It stung, but it  wasn't painful compared to what had happened to her bst friend Winterpaw. When the two cats had refused to obey that nasty ScarClan cat, they killed Winterpaw, and had injured Goldenpaw. Goldenpaw had been filled with rage that Scarclanners had taken over, but now, Bearstar was alive, an back.  Goldenpaw hummed a short tune. "Hmmm..hmmm..oh, may starclan lig-ight your p-aths, hmmmm...hmmm..hmmm,"she was humming one of the songs her mother had sang to her before.

 

[- p i x i e ;]

tracking~ i'll apply later.

[frenchie ?]

character wanted; Fierakit

activity level;

roleplay sample; Lips pursing, the fawn tabby looked at the ground briefly before looking back up at the sky. It was a fine, bright blue color, painted with wispy clouds that seemed to be sprinting across the atmosphere as if there was a race. The ends of her lips curved into a smile as she chuckled softly at the thought; pretty funny, at least to her. The inbred kitten stood up, walking back into the nursery to see a circle of kittens playing around. "Hi, Fierakit!" one greeted with a smile. "Fierakit? Whut kinda name is that, huh?" another sneered. Amber eyes narrowed, Fierakit's tail flicked. "A name of awesomeness," she replied with a smirk. "Let's play truth or dare!" at the mention of the game, Fierakit's face wrinkled distastefully. "What's that?" she inquired with a tilt of her head. "The best game evarr! My older sister showed it to me," the other kitten replied, smiling.

Well, that sounded alright. Kind of. Not really, but.. Whatever. Things could be fun, right? WIP

[~SpiritAngel~]

character wanted;
I want Timekit!

personality; {for blank slates only}
Timekit is a very quiet and non-social kitten. He has a different outlook from another's view, many would think he' s up to no good sometimes. Then again, Timekit has lost a bit of sanity, after falling in the river and hitting a rock. [ Which is in the RP sample below ] It doesn't make him special, it makes him slightly feared. But underneath all of this is a sweet and kind kitten.

activity level;
9.5 | 10
[ I just got back from my break. ]

roleplay sample; {with character, blank slate or not}
Timekit wandered over near the edge of the river. "Whoa! Look at the river! It's so big!" He exclaimed. The seal lynx point stared at the green-blue water that moved at his tiny dark paws. A massive wave came tumbling towards him. "Wha!" He exclaimed as it swept him into the river. Water filled his lungs and bubbled at his nose, and he struggled to keep his head up. Timekit coughed up a few mouthfuls of water before being caved under once more. The lynx point's lungs struggled for air and he came up once again. He saw a large rock and tried to swim out of it's path, but he hit it. The world went dark, and a cat swam up to him before his eyes shut.
  When he woke up, he was in the medicine den. At first, Timekit didn't know where he was. "W-Where am I?" The seal lynx point murmured softly. "You're in the medicine den." A ginger tabby mewed. What? The medicine den? I though I died! He thought and jolted up. The world was there, not a starry field. No starry cats or forests. He sighed with relief and laid back down. Timekit felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. "Shh.. Go to sleep. Don't strain yourself.." A voice whispered, and he closed his eyes once more.

[ My posts depend on my muse. I have lots of muse right now. ]

[F I G ♥ I S ♥ B A C K]

character wanted; Fierakit
 
personality; {not blank slate}

activity level; 9/10

roleplay sample; {with character, blank slate or not}

 The ting body of Fierakit slipped out of the Nursery. Once again she was leading her litter mates out of the den. Why? Adventure. That's all it ever was. She craved having a different one everyday. Whether it be stealing poppy seeds from the Medicine Cat den, or putting thorns in the Warrior's nest.

 But, today, today was different. Today they were setting out to the river. A place every kit dreams about going to, but, never had the guts like her and her litter mates to do! The cinnomin tabby was the leader of the group, and always came up with these bright ideas, well, eh-- bright in her mind.

[- p i x i e ;]

o o c - I added some personality throughout the roleplay, I think. I wasn't sure about his background in his hunting skills, so I kind of made it up. Sorry if the example is too long, I have a lot of muse right now. Thanks for considering my application.~
muse level for fletchedarrow - 9/10
activity - 8.5
song - Constellations by Enter Shikari
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Packing the last few shirts in to a bloated suitcase
Last glimpse of comfort and the ticking clock face
I swear those hands move faster everyday
I'm more confused than ever but I don't beg or pray
'Cause the, sparkling light from the morning sun
Is all we should need to feel one

I reach the station with just minutes to spare
Glance at my watch, times going faster these days I swear
Eyes focus up now to the trail timetable board
There's only two platforms to be explored
And it's then that I admit it to myself
That I am lost, so lost, but you're the constellations
That guide me

There's a train at twelve, destination disaster
It's running on time as time runs faster
On platform two, it's destination sustainability
It's delayed though, it was supposed to arrive at 11:50
Platform one, it says stand behind the yellow line
(That I am lost, so lost, but your the constellations)
But I sit on the platform edge and just gaze at the time
(That guide me)

My mind wanders back to our oblivious existence
I'm all choked up now with the threat of distance
As the train bound for disaster chokes up to the station
I don't board it 'cause I decide that it's the wrong destination
But the train bound for sustainability is nowhere to be seen
And I'm lost, so lost
Where are the constellations, that guide me?


And then I realize that
We need to use our own two feet to walk these tracks
And we have to squad up and we have to watch each other's backs
With forgiveness as our torch, and imagination our sword
Well I'll tie the ropes of hate and slash open the minds of the bored
And we'll start a world, so equal and free
Every inch of this Earth is yours, all the land and all the sea
Imagine no restrictions, but the climate and the weather
Then we can explore space, together, forever

(And I am lost, so lost, you are the constellations)

        F L E T C H E D A R R O W.
                         warrior | riverclan | male

character wanted;

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--fletchedarrow;
this tom is the son of cougareyes and clouds, the former leader of scarclan although he lives in riverclan. one day, when both of his parents were high on catnip, they decided to mate and clouds later gave birth to him and his many siblings. half of them were taken by cougareyes to be with him, while half of his other siblings live in scarclan, and he does not know them. he is a lilac smoke with yellow eyes and was the former medicine cat apprentice of riverclan. he is very loyal, cares about everyone, and would hardly harm a fly.

personality; {for blank slates only}
not a blank state.

activity level;
8.5/10

roleplay sample; {with character, blank slate or not}
Stepping out of the warriors den, Fletchedarrow's lilac smoke fur was lightly brushed through from the wind. There were no clouds visible as the sun bathed the territory. Saliva had filled the tom's mouth now by the scent of fish. His yellow eyes flickered around the camp until they rested into the outskirts of the camp. In the past few weeks, he had been training harder as a warrior, and no longer a medicine cat. So, he thought today he should go hunting and try to catch some prey for the clan. His tail waved as he quickly glanced at where he used to reside, in the medicine den, with a low sigh. Sometimes he missed being there and helping the cats, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Making his way towards the river running along the territory, he breathed in all the scents surrounding him. There was not one thing that could change his mind to move from his home, he loved it. Being loyal to his clan is what he did best. On his way out of the camp, he spotted Onepaw. The expression on the apprentice wasn't too happy, so the caring tom made his way over. "Are you alright, Onepaw?" The apprentice was quite bullied a lot by older apprentices, and this usually explained his behavior. "Yep, I'm fine.", the apprentice muttered. The warrior was not convinced and he rested his tail on the younger tom, "Don't worry about the other cats, they're just jealous because you have great hunting skills.". The warrior wasn't sure of this, as he has never seen him hunt before, but he cared about everyone and wanted to make Onepaw happy again.

It took a few moments before Onepaw finally believed him, and his sad expression faded into a small smile. "You think so?", came a small mew from the apprentice. "I know so.", said Fletchedarrow, "I'm going to take a swim.. and hunt while I'm at it. But, I'm not leaving until I know you're okay." The smile painted on Onepaw's muzzle grew bigger, "I'm fine. Thank you, Fletchedarrow." Fletchedarrow nodded, and then turned the other way towards the river. Settling down, he heard Onepaw leave into the direction of camp. Taking a deep breath in, his bright eyes scanned the water. One thing Fletchedarrow loved doing was making others happy, he cared about them.

He decided to take a swim before hunting, so he stepped down into the cool water and waded around in it for a few moments. Fletchedarrow watched as fish swam around his paws. He swam from side to side, until he was tired of swimming, and got out of the water. Sitting in the sun for a few until his pelt was damp and not soaked, he got ready to hunt. Looking down at the water, he unsheathed his claws.

The warrior's eyes grew bigger at the sight of three fish running by. Sticking his unsheathed paw in the water, he clipped the fish with a claw, but couldn't grab ahold of it. That fish, along with the others, fled. Fletchedarrow stared in disappointment, and quite embarrassment. A medium-sized fish paused in the middle of the river. The warrior backed up a little to keep his shadow from reflecting onto the water. As the fish stayed still, Fletchedarrow leaned forward and with an outscretched paw, he managed to throw the fish up above his head. He leaped up and caught it with his paws, then bit down on it until it stopped moving. Doing this two more times, he now had managed to catch three fish. One was really small, so it was easy, but it would do good for a cat, and he helped, which he liked doing.

Trekking back to camp with the fish in his jaws, he hurriedly set them down on the pile, and took breaths in. It took him about an hour and a half to catch these three fish.. he needed to get more skills, and now his stomach was growling, so he picked a small fish from the pile and ate it, saving the big ones for others. Licking his lips before a huge yawn had left his maw open, his eyes began to water. With a satisfied stomach, Fletchedarrow carried himself over to a rock to sun in. Curling up on the rock, he fell asleep, catching himself in a light, but vivid, dream.
word count - 754 - just gained all kinds of muse
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[Cossi]

WIP..

[Owltalon]

WIP

character wanted; Timekit -- Timepaw -- Timelapse

personality; WIP

activity level; 10/10

roleplay sample; WIP

[l i g h t s.]

Tracking for Siennakit <3