STAFF APPLICATIONS!

[Meadow]

Hello my beautiful kitties! :3 This is the staff applications, where you can apply to be staff!

(NOTE TO THE QUEENS: Two things; you can choose to be head queen, or not. If no one is willing to be head queen, there will remain none in that clan. The other thing is, that you can choose if you want a temporary queen or not. Priority goes to the head queen, but if there is none, it will be up to all of them together. If you want two queens, and a temporary one, PM me before a third in that clan applies and I will close the position.)

Notice, that in the code below in the personality, history, and RP example, I put a word limit. For personality, it was because I want a descriptive-enough personality so I know your Character is not a Mary Sue/Marty Stu (I think that's how you spell it). For History, I don't want it unrealistic, or tragic/dramatic. And on the RP example, I don't want bad grammar because it annoys some people. Also, I accept multiple staff accounts, just don't flood yourself with staffs. I will not normally accept any more than two.

Now on to the open and closed positions:


GALECLAN

Leader: OPEN

Deputy: OPEN

Medicine Cats: OPEN&Snowpaw [app]

Queens: OPEN&OPEN&OPEN



VINECLAN

Leader: Dapplestar

Deputy: OPEN

Medicine Cats: Icebreeze &CLOSED (Icebreeze is too young to have an apprentice)[app]

Queens: OPEN&OPEN&OPEN



SMOKECLAN

Leader: Nettlestar

Deputy: RESERVED

Medicine Cats: Mothflight &Leafpaw [app]

Queens: OPEN&OPEN&OPEN



WAVECLAN

Leader: OPEN

Deputy: OPEN

Medicine Cats: OPEN&OPEN[app]

Queens: Willowfrost &OPEN&OPEN


THE RAVEN BLOODS

Leader: OPEN

Deputy: OPEN


And now the code:
Name:
Gender:
Clan:
Position:
Personality(35+ words):
History (50+ words):
RP example (60+ words):
Other:
And that's it! Fill out the code and you're good to go!

[Nettlestar]

Name : Nettlestar (@//bellbell04)
Gender : Female
Clan : Smokeclan
Position : Leader
Personality : Nettlestar is a brave and adventurous cat, born with a need to fight. She's reckless and tends to get distracted and overwhelmed easily. Nettlestar will also break the Warrior Code if its for the need of her clan, or for her own needs. Other than that, she's a loyal and wise cat with a burning passion for Smokeclan and its members.
History : Nettle was born a fighte from the moment she could walk, born in the harsh leaf-bare. She had a calm life with battles that made her need for battling. But then sickness came upon Smokeclan, killing cats she knew or wanted to. After a short period of grief, Nettle was named deputy by popularity by her clanmates. Moons of peace came and the leader of Smokeclan grew old, causing Nettle to kill the leader in secret, ending his days of misery and sorrow. She now holds leadership of her clan, and tends to live a good life.

Rp sample:

Rapid thoughts came to Nettlefang watched her leader drag himself around, his muzzle grey with age. Nettlefang lowered her ears, feeling pity for the old tom. He had just recently lost his son in a fox attack, causing him to sulk around the camp. Nettlefang sighed to herself, thinking of ways she could help Ashstar. But her mind turned to a standstill when she realized what she could do. The brown tabby padded up to Ashstar, her gaze expressionless. "Ashstar, you want to go hunt?" She asked, raising a kittybrow. She watched as her leader nodded and she lead him towards the territory, the thought of deathberries trailing her mind.

[Mothflight]

Name: Mothflight
Gender: Female
Clan: Smokeclan
Position: Medicine cat
Personality: Moth is a mostly helpful she-cat when it things go the wrong way this kitty can get snappy
Moth hates when cats just randomly bother her or not eat the important herbs she gives out
Otherwise she is a loyal cat ready to serve her clan
History:
From the moment she was born Mothflight's destiny lay in the medicine cat den
She  given to the medicine cat Sorrelpelt to train
Shortly after she was given her full name, her mentor Sorrelpelt had died forcing Mothflight to do her duties alone until
she found herself the right apprentice 
Mothflight became more respected by her clan mates even if she was snappy
She still heals her clan from that day

RP Example

A cold wind blew across the camp making Mothflight's fur bristle
The young medicine cat hoped that no more cats would get sick 
Mothflight fixed her gaze onto Beetail one of the healthy cats
"Hey Beetail maybe you could hunt for the clan I cannot heal with so many hunger issues"
She asked the brown and black tom
"Sure Mothflight can I take Ferretpaw with me?"
Mothflight shock her head "She is too sick to be taken anywhere" she hissed softly
"Ok I'll go then" Beetail meowed
Mothflight sighed as he raced out of camp
She had a lot of work to do

[Dapplestar]

Name: Dapplestar
Gender: Female
Clan: Vineclan
Position: Leader
Personality:
Dapplestar is a loyal and strong leader wanting to have peace
In battle she's a fierce battler challenging everyone who attacks her clan
Otherwise Dapplestar is a helpful she-cat ready to do anything to help her clan
History:
Dapplestar was born to two cats named Rookclaw and Vixenheart
Ever since she was a tiny kitten she dreamed of being leader giving out ceremonies, announcements and more
But than when she became a young warrior a cat named Eagletalon became deputy shortly after that leader
Dapplestar became his deputy than but Eaglestar still bossed her around
A cold and stormy night she fed him a poisoned piece of prey that took away his last life
Dapplestar became leader
She always regrets what she has done and feels Flightclan will punish her

RP example:

"Dapplecloud Dapplecloud!" A voice called out
"What is it?" Dapplecloud grumbled and licked her paw
"Eaglestar is dead" 
Dapplecloud froze
It's my fault forgive me Flightclan for doing this
"Dapplecloud we have to go to the moonstone"
A silver tabby meowed
"No Riverstone I cannot because what I've done"
Riverstone froze her eyes resting on her future leader
"What's wrong"
"I cannot tell you"
Dapplecloud wailed
"Tell me now I can keep secrets"
The medic meowed
"I murdered Eaglestar"
She meowed silently with a tear going down her face
Riverstone did not look surprised 
"I knew that but Flightclan will have to forgive you"
She murmured calmly
"You knew" the deputy exclaimed
"I always knew but your our leader now you must lead"
The medicine cat meowed
"I can't I murdered the leader"
"Flightclan will forgive you"

[Breezestar]

Name: Breezestar
Gender: Male
Clan: GaleClan
Position: Leader
Personality(35+ words): Breezestar is a very proud and loyal cat, living by the words 'The Clan comes first'. He is overly protective and would not hesitate to leap into battle. He can be described as grumpy, though he is still young. He believes that GaleClan is above all the other Clans.
History (50+ words): He was born to a GaleClan she-cat and a VineClan tom. He was always devastated by his background, and tried to prove his loyalty every chance he could get. His mother tried to explain that it wasn't that bad, but he wouldn't listen, even as he grew into a warrior with the name 'Breezeshadow'. He developed a distinct dislike for the other Clans, because of what happened with his mother and father.
RP example (60+ words):

Breezepaw had been pawing around a ball of moss with his friend, Sweetpaw, his dark pelt half-hidden by the ferns of the Apprentices' Den. His mother, Palestripe, stuck her head into the den, calling at him.

"Breezepaw? Can I speak to you?"

Exchanging a confused glance with Sweetpaw, Breezepaw hopped to his paws and padded after his mother, into the territory.

"Listen, Breezepaw. I know I should've told you earlier... but your father isn't in GaleClan."

Breezepaw was even more puzzled. He had never known his dad, not even his name. When the other kits of the nursery were visited by their fathers, he had hidden awkwardly in the corner. But he had long gotten over that. What was Palestripe talking about?

"He's... he's in VineClan."

There we go.

It was that moment that Breezepaw's world crashed down, crumbling around his lithe body. He felt as if the ground beneath his paws had given away, and he was falling... falling... with no end.

"What?" When he finally spoke, his voice was full of fury, as cold as the wind in leaf-bare. Palestripe visibly flinched, obviously not expecting such a strong reaction.

"My father... is a VineClan cat?!"

Palestripe nodded slowly.

"I'm half-Clan?!"

Another nod. Disgust welled up in him. Half-Clan. All this time he had prided himself on being a pure GaleClan cat - and he just had that ripped from his own claws. He could almost feel the blood welling out of the torn sheathes, soaking through his paws.

"It's not true," he growled, resorting to denial. Palestripe nodded again. Pain and anguish bubbled up beneath Breezepaw's pelt, and his voice rose into a distressed yowl. "It's not true! It's not!"

He whipped around before Palestripe could stop him and bounded away towards the camp, leaving his mother in the dust. He didn't stop until he burst through the entrance, and veered sharply to the Apprentices' Den.

"Did she tell you?" Sweetpaw asked. His jaws dropped.

"You know?!"

"We all do," Sweetpaw looked confused. "Didn't she tell you that?"

Breezepaw didn't respond. He whirled around again and burst out of the den, coursing through the entrance, not even caring as the brambles tore at his dark fur. He shouldered past his mother, who tried to call him back.

"Breezepaw! Come back!"

"I hate you!" he screeched, betrayal, pain and disgust seething under his pelt. He was half-Clan. How could that be?! He was loyal to GaleClan, and GaleClan only!

He slowed down beside a leafless tree near the edge of their territory, and collapsed onto his side. He gasped for breath, feeling his shoulders shudder with the pain of running so far, but he couldn't care less.

He was half-Clan.

He was half-Clan.

The phrase echoed in his mind, again and again, until his blue eyes slipped closed in a troubled sleep.

[Meadow]

Nettlestar Mothflight Dapplestar Breezestar

Accepted!

[Vipertail]

Name:Vipertail
Gender:tom
Clan:smokeclan
Position:Deputy
Personality(35+ words): Devilish but loyal
History (50+ words):kit apprentice warrior deputy DONE
RP example (60+ words): I REFUSE TO DO A RP EXAMPLE
Other: uh nothing?

[Leafpaw]

Name: Leafpaw

Gender: Female

Clan: SmokeClan

Position: Medicine Cat apprentice

Personality(35+ words): Leafpaw is a shy young cat. She loves healing, and takes almost no interest at all at fighting, and the little interest she does give it, is against it, being that she is very peaceful. She hates it when cats uselessly bother her, and when they stick around her, acting like they are the weakest and most vulnerable cat ever, and is very close to FlightClan, and needs help and stuff. She is very much bothered but this, as well as when cats like that challenge her position, saying they have a stronger bond with FlightClan than her, and although she thinks that her very close connection to her ancestors is normal, for others, it's very close. She always feels a link between her and FlightClan, above all other things, even when she doesn't dream about them.

History (50+ words): Leafpaw was born to Horizonflower, and Shreddedclaw. She had three other siblings, and was the runt of the litter, born almost completely still. Much to Horizonflower's protest, Leafkit was brought to the medicine den and stayed there for her first few days. She was born to be a medicine cat, no one could deny it. She opened her eyes in the middle of the night, and the first thing she saw was the night sky, the stars, and the moon. The way her big eyes stared out into the sky, the way the stars reflected in her lush green eyes, there was no mistaking it. It was an omen.

RP example (60+ words): Leafpaw stared out into the sky at night, the way she always did since she opened her eyes. The moon and the stars reflected into her eyes. She blinked once, and everything disappeared. For a moment, everything was white, and then it quickly faded into the ranks of FlightClan.

She glanced around, wondering what was happening. "What's going on?" she meowed to no cat in particular.

Leafpaw spotted Horizonflower, her mother. "Mother!" she cried, racing up to her.

Horizonflower gave her daughter a few brisk licks on the head, with a gentle purr. "As much as I wish to spend time with you, Leafpaw, we are only here to show." the ginger queen meowed, with a hint of regret in her voice.

Leafpaw's gaze dropped for a moment, but she understood. Those words echoed through her mind, but the moment she looked up again, everything was white, as it was when she came. The she-cat looked around, and the moment suddenly passed, leaving her seeing an image. A line up, a line down, and lines left and right. In the middle there was a dot. The image became a cat-made image, a cat standing up, tail sticking out for the four lines, and three cats facing back to back, facing the other cats on the outside. The cats looked wicked, and she could hear distant coughs and wails of agony. Her paws shook, and she was very frightened. At that moment, the ground began to shake wildly, and she felt her paws uprooting from the ground. She tried to cling on to whatever she was standing on, but couldn't.

In a flash she shot up from her warm nest, panting. Her fur was ruffled from the wind of her dream, so she knew it was from FlightClan. It... it was an omen.... she said to herself.

Other: none

[Willowfrost]

Name: Willowfrost
Gender: Female
Clan: Waveclan
Position: Head Queen
Personallity: 
Willowfrost is a caring queen and loves kittens
She hates when others boss her kits around
Willowfrost can get snappy if you step on a kitten or hurt one otherwise she's nice kind helpful and loyal
Ready to serve her clan
History:
Willowkit was born to two cats named Lightstripe and Bramblestrike
Lightstripe  was a Waveclanner while Bramblestrike was a Galeclanner
Soon Willowkit was named Willowpaw given to Mintpelt to be trained
Mintpelt shortly died from an unknown sickness
Brackenleaf the deputy became her mentor
Shortly after that she was named Willowfrost 
Willowfrost than becomes head queen
She respects most and remains loyal to the clan

RP example:
Willowfrosts ears perked up at the wail of a kitten
"Sorrelkit I'm coming" she meowed racing towards the calico kit
She picked up the kit and licked it's head
"Where have you been I was worried sick"
Willowfrost meowed terrified 
"Forestkit and Flamekit dared me to come here"
Sorrelkit squeaked but than she looked worried
"But than I saw big cats they were black with huge teeth"
The kitten meowed 
"Are you sure you saw this"
Willowfrost asked
Sorrelkit nodded
"Forestkit was on its back but than the big cat dropped her"
The calico kit meowed
Willowfrost picked the kit up by its scruff and carried it to camp

[Meadow]

Leafpaw accepted

Willowfrost , I didn't mention this in the rules or anything but you can't have relatives or your cat named anyone in the series. I let Mothflight slip because it is such a new name and it is a early clan name too. Lilyheart is a cat in the series, and I'm sorry if I spoiled this to you. I will still give you the stars but please change that. Also, NO MORE STAFF ACCOUNTS. You already have three, and I won't ask you to remove any now, but in the future, if we get a lot of members, I may just ask you to kill one off or something.

Vipertail , you must fill out the form.

[Deleted]

Name: @cheepa
Gender: Female
Clan: Galeclan
Position: Deputy
Personality(35+ words): Pikeshade is a hardcore, fast acting cat. She is witty, headstrong, and when needs be, very tender-hearted. She is extremely loyal to her clan and will face a horde of dogs to defend it. Most of her clanmates see her as way to energetic and this usually gets her in danger, but can't deny she is an amazing deputy and was almost born as one.
History (50+ words): Pikeshade is the offspring of Opal and Darktail.
Her father met a rouge she-cat named Opal, and they instantly fell in love. Every moment Darktail wasn't doing something, he was with her, the clan never found out. When Opal was kitting, she was sick with blackcough. Three kits were born, only one barely breathing and the rest dead, Darktail quickly grabbed the surviving kit and sprinted to camp, getting the kit tended to as soon as possible. This kit went through moons without even trying to open her eyes, her lungs hardly moved in all the time she was in the medicine cat den, many times she stopped altogether for minutes at a time.

When she finally opened her eyes, she changed dramatically, she was the most active kit in the clan and 'explored' out of camp over nine-thousand times. Everyone described her as the ultimate troublemaker. Darktail died shortly after in a Waveclan raid, and when she was apprenticed, the first thing she did was Sprint strait into Waveclan camp and attack about a dozen warriors.
RP example (60+ words): "Galeclan, Attack!!"
Pikeshade sprinted forward like she had wings on her paws. Waveclan charged forward across the plateau of grass, claws ready to slash. Slow and clumsy, as always. She dodged a swipe to the head and did a back flip, landing and propelling herself forward with her paws. "Taste blood, fish eaters!" Pike roared, slashing the muzzle of her attacker, who stumbled back in shock.

She dove under the cat's stomach and sliced its rib cage, purposely hitting a rib. Pike then stood up, flinging them backwards and sprawling on the grass and turning tail. Taught him a lesson!! She turned and slammed strait into another cat. "Stay off our territory!" She hissed, pressing her forehead against the enemy's face "Stay away from my home!!!" She bit the cat's muzzle and swung her to the ground, almost breaking the cat's neck. You fox-hearts will never come back after I'm done with you!

[Meadow]

@cheepa

Maybe refrain from having such a dramatic history. Maybe have opal sick with intense green-cough, but not quite black-cough? Because black-cough is very rare, and what are the chances of it falling upon a pregnant female? Also, maybe not quite 'moons' barely breathing. Maybe at the most one moon? Because that's sort of unrealistic. And for when she raced to the WaveClan camp and attacked cats? Maybe not. If she already knew how to walk, sure, maybe go out and attack a WaveClan patrol, at the earliest a day or so after opening her eyes, of course she would have been seriously injured, being that the odds of a kit against a warrior is almost zero. And, it seems you want Pikeshade to be VERY good at fighting. If you want her that good, please don't be very good at running, hunting, jumping, climbing, swimming, ect.

[Ratfur]

Name: Ratfur [ formerly - Ratpaw | Ratkit ]

Gender: Female

Clan: GaleClan

Position: Warrior

Personality: Ratfur is renown for her willingness to boast of her clan's ability to thrive within their territory. She was raised to be a firm believer of Flightclan, molded from birth - alongside her siblings - to prove that both she and her fellows are worthy of serving GaleClan. She has a very militant mindset, and prefers that the clan remains disciplined and well-informed. Intensely loyal to her ancestors and unwilling to stray from the warrior's code the she-cat can be considered dogmatic and even patronizing. She prefers order and believes firmly that a leader and deputy should maintain a proper control over their respective clan. After all, order differentiates them from the common rogue. She is unsurprisingly honest, brutally so, and does not fear retaliation in exchange for speaking the truth. Her courageousness gives way to recklessness on occasion, for she often times tosses herself into battle if her clan is at risk. Ratfur cherishes both young and old, but favors the elders, the apprentices and kittens - yet she remains altogether firm with them if she must. Ratfur isn't terribly friendly - she is actually somewhat awkward when socializing casually and prefers to avoid it. Favoring solitude whenever granted time to herself, one will take notice to her desire to indulge in sky gazing.

History: Ratfur was raised like any other kit within her clan. Her mother and father were very traditional cats, and were quite strict as a result. They urged their kits to develop a sense of maturity and self control at a young age. An obedient she-cat at a young age, she listened to whatever they had to say and took it to heart. She feared rejection and was considerably quiet as a kit. She didn't play often and usually invested time toward observing the sky and the stars that twinkled and shimmered high above. Ratfur would identify shapes and identify the biggest star and even track its movement. When she reached the status as an apprentice, she took to combat fairy quickly yet was notably lackluster when it came to hunting. Working hard to improve, she managed to succeed in eventually gaining the title of warrior. She loathed it, at first. She felt inadequate, yet her mother urged her to improved - to aim for something. The seasons came and went, resulting in her improvement and showcasing both her willingness to serve and fight for her clan.

RP example:

"I remember when I was a kit. It was sometime ago, actually."

The she-cat stretched, resting somewhat stiffly against the cool grass. The season of spring had come about, enriching the earth and introducing a bounty of prey to all of the clans. Her belly was round now, filled with the flesh of rabbit. There were several elders here, and they had invited her to share tongues with them. She had been hesitant at first, but she felt her resolve falter as they insisted.

"I still had my ear intact, then. Could walk properly, too," the elder tom grunted. "It was a good time to be a warrior."

"I'm sure it was," Ratfur replied.

She sounded somewhat uncertain, as though she had no idea how to properly reply to such a statement. The elder's eyes twinkled with amusement.

"Relax, young warrior. You've nothing to worry for here. I won't claw your ears off."

"Ah - yes," she said, tail flicking to the side. "Was anything different from when you were a kitten?"

"Hm. Let's see."

The tom paused for a moment, considering his past and the present both.

"No. And I'm happy for it. We were always bound by tradition, Ratfur."

"That's good to hear, elder. I - I must go. It was nice speaking with you."

"Come again when you've the time. Young ones such as yourself rarely visit nowadays. Hm. Actually, I think that's what was different.