Clan Leader Audditions

[Riley]

Leaders are needed for the following Clans:

Plains
Sora
Harti

To Apply for the position, you need to fill out the following forms:

Username::
Character name::
Character's Personality::
Character's Age::
Character's Gender::
Character's Species::
Any Genetic Alterations?
If yes, what?
Clan Applying for::
RP Experience::
RP Sample:: (the more detailed, the better)
Anything else you would like me to know::


[b]Username::[/b]
[b]Character name::[/b]
[b]Character's Personality::[/b]
[b]Character's Age::[/b]
[b]Character's Gender::[/b]
[b]Character's Species::[/b]
[b]Any Genetic Alterations?[/b]
[b]If yes, what?[/b]
[b]Clan Applying for::[/b]
[b]RP Experience::[/b]
[b]RP Sample::[/b] (the more detailed, the better)
[b]Anything else you would like me to know::[/b]

[promise]

Username:: promise
Character name:: Nashoba
Character's Personality::
Nashoba is rather trustworthy and calm. He's rather neutral in his own little way. He absolutely loves flirting with females and pretty much thinks all females adore him. After all, who wouldn't? Though, he has a softer, kinder side, he can be rather uptight at times. He could care less about other males, but will put up with them in his pack. Unfortunately for him, he gets rather jealous easily, if another male is talking or near a female he thinks belongs to him. He has a bit of a soft side for pups. Of course, he isn't afraid to speak his mind. He tends to pick fights with males that "mess around" with his female(s). Though, he won't pick a fight with a female. No use in doing that, when he loves to flirt with them. He'll stand up for his pack through thick and thin. He won't let another clan get his clan in any fights. He prefers to stay neutral in all aspects.
Character's Age:: Four years.
Character's Gender:: Male.
Character's Species:: Husky x Wolf Hybrid
Any Genetic Alterations? No.
If yes, what? N/A
Clan Applying for:: Plains
RP Experience:: 3-4 years, then quit due to lack of internet. Just started up recently.
RP Sample::

A Dog Cannot Make The Journey Alone..

The heavens above lit up with the glorious sight of lightning. A crack of thunder sounded somewhere nearby, breaking the silence. The skies began to grow darker, as the storm raged forever onward. The Springtime was a beautiful time to be out playing, but it also brought horrifying storms that would scare young ones. Soon, rain began cascading down from the dark, eerie looking clouds, as it slammed against the Earth. It seemed to pound everything in it's path. The grass of the lands seemed to welcome the rain, as though it had never tasted anything sweeter. Once more, lightning struck somewhere, striking down some poor tree or anything that stood in it's way.

None of this, however, seemed to bother the beast that lay out in the storm. The black, brown, and white coat of his kept the rain from hitting too hard. His orange-ish brown eyes blinked open, as if he had just woken up from a nap. But, of course, he didn't. He had been awake the whole time, just giving his eyes a little rest. As the rain continued to cascade toward the Earth, he gradually decided to get to his paws. Allowing his form to lift off the ground, he stretched. The gaze of the beast glanced around at his surroundings, making sure everything was the way it was supposed to be. His ears flicked, listening to his surroundings, always alert for danger.

With a careless tilt of his head, he turned toward the forests that simply lay behind him. Without a single thought or word to anything, he allowed his limbs to carry him toward the forest. His rather bushy tail, which came from his Husky heritage, flicked back and forth, as if something annoyed him. As he walked, he slowed to a stop and placed his paw down in some mud, before quickly lifting it. He glanced down at the mud and his paw and shook his head. The beast didn't seem to have a care in the world, which, of course, he didn't. He never truly seemed to care about anything, but himself. The only thing he ever seemed to demand of others was respect. Nashoba wasn't always the quickest thinker in sticky situations, but he seemed to always know how to get himself out of them.

But.. Maybe, A Wolf Can.

Anything else you would like me to know:: N/A

[Riley]

Congratulations to Nashoba who has been awarded the Plains Leader Title. Lead them well Nashoba.

[promise]

Yay. >:3 Nashoba will be sure to lead them well. (:

[Zadia((Arri))]

Username::Sakarri
Character name::Terin
Character's Personality::Teirin likes to think of himself as a mighty leader, a fair ruler, and a noble King. He thinks the very best of himself. But he also thinks the very best of his clan, he beleives firmly that anyone can do anything they put their mind to. He doesnt take no for an answer, and cannot stand it when someone says they cannot do something when he has asked them to do it. Teirin can be tough on his clan sometimes, but he only wants the very best for them. For them to be strong and stand together as one.
He beleives that birds are more noble and loyal than any other species, so they stay to themselfs, though he is fond of one clan.
Teirin has a kind heart, but he is strict. He does not take lightly to being disrespected or rules being broken, he is in comand and he makes it know. Teirin would do anything for his clan, and that is why he pushes them and inforces the laws on them. Teirin is also a lover though, he gives his adoration and attention to his Queen. That is the only person who ever see's his soft side all the time, other than young hatchlings.
Character's Age::Three years.
Character's Gender::Male
Character's Species::Bird. Steppe Eagle.
Any Genetic Alterations?Yes.
If yes, what?He is about eight inches bigger than the largest bird of his species. He is a very fast flyer.
Clan Applying for::Sora.
RP Experience::Three years.
RP Sample:: Spreading large deep brown and black wings the large bird lifted up into the air, the wind catching beneath his wings as it carried him up. Eyes watching the vast blue sky as he floated on the wind, barely flapping his wings at all. Letting the wind carry him through the sky. Banking to the right he began a large spiral around his mountain home, where all his clan members lived. Staying up above it for the first few circles.
This was one thing he loved to do, reflect on what was his. Watch his beautiful lands through his rich golden orbs. Slowly he began to circle downwards to a cliff in the mountain where he had made his home, soon his prey catchers would be back with food. Slowly he circled around once more, orbs roving over every detail of his home. Coming in for a soft landing he let his massive wings fold to his deep brown body.
The winds were picking up, and to the far east, the sky was begining to darken. A storm would be upon them come evening. As the sound of a high pitched call hit the air he turned around to see another bird coming in for a landing. One of his prey catchers. Gracefully the smaller bird landed and dipped its head to him, tucking its wings. "My king, the prey catchers have brought the food." the little female spoke gently. Teirin watched her through golden orbs for a second, "I will join you in a moment. Go now and tell them I shall be there soon" he spoke in a rich deep voice.
Teirin was a kind bird at times, very loyal, but he was also strict, and he knew the other birds knew how the eating process worked. He trusted his people to obey the rules, like any other member. Teirin watched as she dipped her head respectfully and opened her wings to the wind, spiraling down the mountain to the prey.After another few minutes of watching the eastern horizon for any signs that the storm would be here sooner he too opened his wings and let them carry him down the mountain to the other members of his clan and their prey.
Anything else you would like me to know::N/A

[Riley]

Congratulations to Terin who has been awarded the Sora Leader Title. Lead them well Terin.

[Bowie ♥]

Username:: gregterry
Character name:: Seraph
Character's Personality::

Born and raised in the harshness of the tundra, Seraph has grown to be tough for means of his own survival. This means that he does his best to care solely for himself, not allowing himself to form any close relationships with others. This means he has little interest in forming any type of romantic relationship, but he does harbor the desire to reproduce. His wide strides and head held high are symbols of how he regards himself, which is better than most. Being a feline it is only natural. He is a sharp fighter and a hell of a brute if one were to actually attempt to piss him off. The leopard is smart and learns quickly from his mistakes. He has taught himself how to hide his emotions so he generally keeps a straight face, or - to be precise - a glower. Even though he appears selfish, bitter, and all around unpleasant on the outside if given the chance he can be a well rounded, loyal feline.

Character's Age:: 3 years
Character's Gender:: Male
Character's Species:: Snow Leopard
Any Genetic Alterations? Nope
If yes, what?
Clan Applying for:: Harti
RP Experience:: Almost one year. It's embarrassing, I know.
RP Sample::

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[atrb=background,http://i56.tinypic.com/2qdmqev.png] [scrolly:h(200),w(420),sy] The sun shown itself only slightly through the thick, overhanging clouds. It's rays were blurry upon the soft, white and snowy surface of the tundra. Spring had come, causing the snow to begin to melt only slightly in its wake. Most things remained frozen during this time of year but still a few select creatures living in this frozen wasteland may have come to see some of the slush and mud making its appearance with the arrival of this season of life. Still, even at that time the air was cold. The chilly air blew softly through my thick gray and white fur. The colors of my pelt had a tint of a sky blue color when either the sun or the moon would beam its light upon my form. My icy blue eyes shifted towards the sky, my cold gaze glaring at the sun. I preferred the cold, it was what I was made to survive in. My kind had adapted over the ages to live in these exact conditions. My lean muscles rippled as I walked, a glower plastered across my facial features. It was a normal stare of my, a scowl most would call it, but it kept enemies at their distance. As I walked I could feel my paws sink heavily into the slush and melted snow, pulling me down and making a disgusting slurping noise when I would pull myself free. My large, white paws carried me over to my destination. Some type of tree, I cared little for the scientific description of the species of plants. It was dead, as I had come to learn most things were, and its bark was a darker shade of brown. The branches were long and spiny while the trunk was large in diameter but peeling. White could be seen lingering beneath the bark that hung off, dangling there like a key chain dangling from a key placed into a lock. The tree reached up towards the heavens as if welcoming the sun where as I hadn't. Yawning deeply I stretched out my forearms in front of my figure, my pink tongue curling within my opened jaws. As I collected myself I lifted my upper body up towards the tree, latching on with my long, curved claws. My tail flicked in disappointment as a sticky substance began leaking from the trunk of the tree. Sap, I presumed. Never the less, I pulled myself upwards, climbing the heights of the plant that towered before me. Then, once I had reached a height I had presumed was high enough, I reached for the nearest branch and pulled my way up. My body dangled for nearly a second before my entire form was atop the branch. My ears flicked at a familiar sound. Landing in front of me some type of bird - I don't care to learn which - perched itself within nearly and arms grasp. I grew silent as I entered my hunting mode. My breath was short and controlled, although I could not control the fact that my breath was visible in the chilly, morning air. The bird cocked its head in a peculiar fashion. Slowly, gently I inched forward before reaching out and snatching the little beast in my claws. I quickly pulled it towards my mouth and, placing the squirming thing in my maw, crushed with with my large white teeth and jaws. I could feel the blood rushing through my mouth, flooding over me as I chewed on the carcass. Time passed and I grew tired of my little toy and tossed it lazily to the ground. It landed in a heap below. Tired, I let out another massive yawn before letting my legs dangle neatly off the tree branch I had perched myself on, and fell asleep in a light cat nap. My ears still twitching for any signs of abnormalities. [/scrolly]

Anything else you would like me to know:: Nope, I think that's it.