~CoralClan~ ::An Ocean Of Possibilities:: Sign Up Thread [Semi-Advanced]

You only have to do this top part once if you plan to make multiple cats on one post. But please repeat this for each post if you do it separately.
USERNAME: Arrowdance
Display name: ωιитєя-
What you'd prefer to be called: Call me Gail
Activity level (on a scale of 1 to 10. Important if you want a high rank!): 8
RP SAMPLE (Don't spend hours on it, do what feels natural): Raydance ambled along the sandy shore, her small paws sinking into the damp sand, grit cloaking her claws and she padded along, a gentle gale tugging at her fur. She raised her tail, flicking and twisting it about elegantly, her long legs danced gracefully onto the earth as she broke into a run, kicking up patches of sand and driftwood, letting out mrrowls of pure glee, purring contentedly as the soft melody of crashing waves rambled in the distance, the foam lapping at the beach.

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NAME: Raykit Raypaw Raydance
GENDER: Female
AGE (In moons): Twenty
RANK: Fisher
PERSONALITY: Raydance is very optimistic and just a generally happy, likable cat. She has no enemies(as far as she knows) and prefers to stick around the smaller, closer groups rather than the larger, looser groups. It's not that she's shy or reserved or anything, but she absolutely CAN NOT STAND cats who act ''superior'' or try to act ''cool'', she will NOT hesitate to rip your pelt of if you attempt to flirt with her or attempt to impress her. She will not tolerate bullies or jerks, or seemingly ''bad boys'', she prefers more timid, nerdish types. She often has a barbed tongue, but she only uses it on people who deserve to be stung by her acid-like words, she's an open book and will always try her best to help with your problems, no matter how silly they may be.
APPEARANCE (A typed description):
-Fur: A soft, ashy color with hints of silver, slightly ragged from spending most of time in the water, very short but overall striking
-Build: Lithe and slender, she's about a medium-sized cat but her bulk is little
-Shoulders: Seemingly weak, but surprisingly sturdy and resourceful, this is not a weak point for her, Raydance has quite a few tricks up her sleeve
-Tail: Not very long, but thick
-Paws: A bit large for her small, elegant frame, but nonetheless quick and graceful, occasionally clumsy, she's missing one toe on her front left paw from a misadventure as a Kit involving a crab on the shoreline
-Legs: Long and slender, buckle easily but mostly as sturdy as an oak
-Whiskers: A lot of thin, speckled black and white whiskers
-Eyes: Strikingly leaf-green, with a mixed spectrum of sea-green edges clashing gorgeously
-Scent: Fish
-Breath: Slightly on the foul side
-Teeth: Sharp and clean
-Voice: Hayley Williams
-Face: Heart-shaped and elegant
-Nose: Small and black
-Ears: Sometimes she can be hard on hearing, but usually her hearing is good enough
CRUSH, MATE, or KITS: Bluering | None | None
KIN (Siblings, parents, relatives, etc.):
HISTORY: Ah, since I don't want to sit here and bore you forever, here are two stories from her past:
Raykit bounded near the sandy shore, careful not to stray from her Mother's watchful eye, squeaking with curiosity as she explored the small tidal pools in the nooks and crannies, inspecting the various corals, sea plants, and animals. Seeing a low, hunched creature rushing hurriedly along the beach, she wiggled her haunches clumsily, following it. The creature spun around, dancing along on several twig-like legs, Raykit chuckled in amusement, poking a claw at it, careful not to harm it. The creature was a crab. And Raykit had caught it on a bad day. At once it snapped at her, grabbing her front paw steadily, leaving her meowing in pain. Well, this was the day that Raydance learned to avoid claws, and she still bears memory of this; a missing toe.
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The reason Raydance was named 'Ray', was because her Mother had an interest in stingrays, the dark grey creatures were always snaking through the shallows of the reefs, mysterious and sly, with their arched tails, stingers poised. They were elegant in her view, and she named her one surviving child after them. Raydance wears her name proudly, it represents independence, class, and elegance.
OTHER: Domain of Coral

You only have to do this top part once if you plan to make multiple cats on one post. But please repeat this for each post if you do it separately.
USERNAME: Arrowdance
Display name: ωιитєя-
What you'd prefer to be called: Call me Gail
Activity level (on a scale of 1 to 10. Important if you want a high rank!): 8
RP SAMPLE (Don't spend hours on it, do what feels natural): Cragshrew narrowed his eyes, he was hunting in the cliffs. His eyes were on an outcropped perch of stone, bearing a twined nest with gull chicks, shrieking loudly. Shut up Fishbrains, he thought irritably, dropping into a crouch. A slight growl of annoyance escaped his maw as he noticed all of the adult seagulls crowding the cliffs, dipping out and into the bay water below to fish for their young. Seeing that the parents of this clutch were seemingly out hunting, he shimmied forward, his paws scraping across the smooth rock as he made his way towards the nest, raising a paw triumphantly over the nest, unsheathing his long claws and preparing to hook them into one of the creatures below him. Before he could reach the small body, a grey and white shape slammed into him, instantly two gulls began knocking into him and screaming their disapproval loudly as they drove him farther to the edge of the overhang, letting him lose his balance as he fell, letting out a cry of terror as he narrowly missed hitting the sheer wall, hitting the water, his thick fur instantly growing heavy. Letting out a meow of rage, he swam clumsily to the shore, climbing out to flop miserably on the shore, panting. This is why I was a Warrior and not a Fisher! Ugh, how do they stand the water?!

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NAME: Cragkit Cragpaw Cragshrew
GENDER: Male
AGE (In moons): Twenty-eight
RANK: Warrior
PERSONALITY: He's very stern, and he won't let you get away with anything, even the most persuasive damsel. His personality is very warm and confident, he enjoys the company of others. He often gets frustrated easily, and is known for having a short temper, but he's loyal from his nose to his tail-tip, and would never take advantage of any cat he cares for, he HATES water, though he does enjoy the taste of fish
APPEARANCE (A typed description):
-Fur: Beautiful brown tabby with soft shades of clay, with dashes of orange and pale light brown, with thick, dark stripes blending in with his artistic-like pelt
-Build: Thick, bulky, and stout
-Shoulders: Broad and squared
-Tail: Thick and plumey
-Paws: Large and thick, some cats would be bothered by this, but he loves having large paws
-Legs: Long and thick, corded with muscles
-Whiskers: Short but very sensitive
-Eyes: A deep, burning amber shade mixed with hints of hazel/brown, with small, slitted pupils
-Scent: Pumpkin
-Breath: Foul
-Teeth: Oddly straight, very yellow
-Voice: Loud and obnoxious
-Face: Round and pudgy
-Nose: Autumn orange/red
-Ears: Roundish
CRUSH, MATE, or KITS: Blueflame | Open! | None
KIN (Siblings, parents, relatives, etc.): Open
HISTORY: Mostly a dull life, he's always stuck to the Warrior code, though as an Apprentice he often sneaked off to practice hunting and fighting at night
OTHER: Domain of Coral

You only have to do this top part once if you plan to make multiple cats on one post. But please repeat this for each post if you do it separately.
USERNAME: Arrowdance
Display name: ωιитєя-
What you'd prefer to be called: Gail
Activity level (on a scale of 1 to 10. Important if you want a high rank!): 8
RP SAMPLE (Don't spend hours on it, do what feels natural): Chimaerapaw stirred in her reedy nest, arching her jaws to reveal pointed teeth and a thin salmon tongue, her naked tail twitching in pleasure as the morning light narrowly leaked through a small hollow in near one corner of the cave den, her nest now patched in sunlight as she rolled over contentedly, letting out a purr of satisfaction. It couldn't last. ''Wake up, Lazy Bones!'' Crashingwave meowed, prodding her between the ribs until she let out a small mew, rich with complaint as she finally opened her eyes, her yellow gaze like deep pools of sun. Rising, she neatly arched her back, stretching, exiting the den to began her day.

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NAME: Chimaerakit Chimaerapaw Chimaerarose
GENDER: Female
AGE (In moons): Nine
RANK: Apprentice
PERSONALITY: She often lets her imagination run wild, and has a hard time realizing the borders between what's real and what isn't. Her heart lies with her Clan, and she would never do anything to hurt them, her mood is everchanging. One moment she's as warm as the sun, and the smallest smile one her maw can light up an ocean, the next her mood will be like a raging storm, violently cradling the world in it's chaotic arms.
APPEARANCE (A typed description):
-Fur: Hairless but cream-colored skin with hints of pink with slightly peach-fuzz-like thin fur covering pelt, with dark, rich Siamese point markings
-Build: Very thin and lithe, weak
-Shoulders: Barely noticable and overall puny
-Tail: Oddly long and thin
-Paws: Tiny, but swift and graceful
-Legs: Very long and slender, very weak
-Whiskers: Black, short, and barely noticable
-Eyes: Pale yellow with a thick pupil, with a few strikes of amber clashing
-Scent: An oddly sweet and tangy scent, like herbs
-Breath: Like pumpkin
-Teeth: Yellow
-Voice: Soft, timid, and gentle, very soothing
-Face: Pointed
-Nose: Black
-Ears: Pointed and sharp
CRUSH, MATE, or KITS: Open | Too young | Too young
KIN (Siblings, parents, relatives, etc.): Unknown
HISTORY: Her life is mostly just beginning, but she often gets whispers about her shape and build, many cats say she's unfit to even be a Warrior because of how puny and sickly she is, and often doubt she'll ever make it to being a future Fisher, what she's always dreamed of. But Chimaerapaw is very determined, and though the whispers and rumors hurt her, she meets them with cold pride, embracing her differences.
OTHER: Domain of Coral

You only have to do this top part once if you plan to make multiple cats on one post. But please repeat this for each post if you do it separately.
USERNAME: Arrowdance
Display name: ωιитєя-
What you'd prefer to be called: Gail
Activity level (on a scale of 1 to 10. Important if you want a high rank!): 8
RP SAMPLE (Don't spend hours on it, do what feels natural): Lovebug was sharing tongues with Glidesparrow. ''I've no idea how you stand trudging through the dirt and getting burrs and who else knows what in your fur!'' He said, laughing good-heartedly as he tugged what looked like to be a bit of thorns from her soft pelt. Glidesparrow began lapping at a bit of blood from a dry scratch from hunting on the beach on Lovebug's ear, and the two friends enjoyed each other's company all the while, gossiping and lying lazily in the gentle sun.

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NAME: Lovekit Lovepaw Lovebug
GENDER: Male
AGE (In moons): Nineteen
RANK: Fisher
PERSONALITY: Lovebug is warm and bubbly, he's sort of like a Peacemaker among all things. Some say he's weird because of how connected he is with nature(every time he catches prey he takes a few moments to apologize and thank it for it's life to sustain his own)and he's almost never not out exploring, hunting, or just enjoying himself. At first he may be shy, but not long after he never shuts up. Lovebug is very trusting of everyone, even strangers. But if you betray or jeopardize this trust, things between you and him will be colder than a winter storm
APPEARANCE (A typed description):
Fur: White/cream solid tom with beautiful beautiful cream and soft brown dappled markings like leaves from his head, face, back, to tail. One dappled brown paw on hindlegs, very short
-Build: Thin and lithe
-Shoulders: Squared
-Tail: Thin and dappled
-Paws: Small, soft, and gentle, though his claws are long and sharp
-Legs: Long and slender, fantastic for speed
-Whiskers: Long and full, white
-Eyes: A soft, icy blue, soothing color, mixed with a pale silver
-Scent: Fish
-Breath: Foul
-Teeth: Oddly straight, very yellow
-Voice: A young teen's voice, not very deep
-Face: Small and round
-Nose: Dappled pink and red, with some black
-Ears: Small and hollow, sensitive
CRUSH, MATE, or KITS: Open | Open | None
KIN (Siblings, parents, relatives, etc.): Open
HISTORY: Lovebug hasn't always been a CoralClan cat, he used to live on the beaches, as a Loner. For moons CoralClan and Lovebug had gone not noticing each other(his Loner name was Bug), and lived in peace. Lovebug was an oddly small cat, so he needn't much prey to sustain himself. One day he made a mistake of trying to reach some clams in the deeper shallows, before he knew what happened, a young shark about the size of a small dog attacked him, biting into his front shoulder, he could not escape the creature's grasp, so he lay there waiting for death to claim his soul, meowling in pain. A CoralClan cat had luckily been able to be on the beach that day hunting, and it saw the shark attacking Bug. The cat's first instinct was to help Bug, so he fought off the shark (easy since it was so small, Bug was only the age of an Apprentice new to training at the time), Bug was losing a lot of blood, and somehow the Fisher had managed to carry him back to camp by the scruff without him being killed. The Clan took him under their wing, healing his injuries. When he had healed, he was delighted to stay and start training as a Fisher Apprentice.
OTHER:

You only have to do this top part once if you plan to make multiple cats on one post. But please repeat this for each post if you do it separately.
USERNAME: Arrowdance
Display name: ωιитєя-
What you'd prefer to be called: Gail
Activity level (on a scale of 1 to 10. Important if you want a high rank!): 8
RP SAMPLE (Don't spend hours on it, do what feels natural): Glidesparrow shivered a a cold breeze tugged at her fur. The Tortoiseshell Tabby she made her way over to the Fresh-kill pile, where she mewed a greeting to Cragshrew, whom was devouring bits of the inside of an urchin. Plucking a small mouse, she settled with it, tucking in and enjoying the warm taste of it's blood on her tongue, thankful for the warmth. Curling her tail neatly around her paws, she crunched a bone and continued, the cute she-cat dipping her head elegantly every once and a while to take another bite, a cheerful note in her purring.

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NAME: Glidekit Glidepaw Glidesparrow
GENDER: Female
AGE (In moons): Eighteen
RANK: Warrior
PERSONALITY: She's sweet and thoughtful, and would never forget a face. She treats her Clanmates like family, and tries to be as loyal as possible. She's a very motherly cat, and always fusses over Kits having untidy fur or Apprentices with thorns in their pads, and just generally tries to look after everyone. Sort of like the Mother hen, even though she's a new Warrior. She's very shy to strangers, and untrusting, but you yourself could trust your life with this cat, she's humorous and loads of fun
APPEARANCE (A typed description): (Eh screw my regular chart for my charries)
Pretty Tortoiseshell Tabby she-cat with dashes of orange and clay on her stripe-rippled pelt, with a stocky build and short legs, large, gentle brown eyes that glow with delight, and a short, thick tail
CRUSH, MATE, or KITS: Blackcrow? | None | None
KIN (Siblings, parents, relatives, etc.): Unknown
HISTORY: Glidesparrow is not purebred, she's half CoralClan, half Loner. Her Mother, Urchinflower(dead), went against the code and mated with a Loner brute who had happened to be staying near the area. Urchinflower thought the cat loved her, he didn't. She came to him, delighted by the news that she was having Kits, but also slightly nervous, so she wanted his comfort and reassurance. He met the news with a hiss, saying he never meant to go this far, and that he was leaving her, saying he ''no longer cared'' for her. She was devastated and alone, her former mate had left the territory. Urchinflower stayed in the Clan to give birth to Glidesparrow and four other Kit whom didn't make it, Urchinflower named her surviving Kit, and left the Clan, pleading with a close friend who was a Queen at the time to suckle and raise Glidekit. She did.
OTHER: Domain of Coral

You only have to do this top part once if you plan to make multiple cats on one post. But please repeat this for each post if you do it separately.
USERNAME: Arrowdance
Display name: ωιитєя-
What you'd prefer to be called: Gail
Activity level (on a scale of 1 to 10. Important if you want a high rank!): 8
RP SAMPLE (Don't spend hours on it, do what feels natural): Greyfish swiped his tongue around his jaws, watching a nice-looking fish near the coast. Yellow eyes glowering with pure pleasure and triumph, the large tom lunged into the cold surface, splashes and ripples shattered the peace of the ocean as he met the water, making his way underwater to aim for the fish, spearing it with his claws and pulling it to the surface, his head breaking through the salty water, spluttering and blinking painfully. Idiot! You're supposed to keep your eyes shut when hunting in the ocean! IT'S SALTY! He scolded himself, hissing in pure distaste as the fish flapped madly in his toying grasp, slapping him cold across the face, he unhooked it, yelping in surprise and the fish ducked down into the water once more, leaving Greyfish to pitifully climb out of the water, soaking.

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NAME: Greykit Greypaw Greyfish
GENDER: Male
AGE (In moons): Twenty
RANK: Fisher
PERSONALITY: One word; ''Graystripe'', he's like him in all ways.
APPEARANCE (A typed description):
Impressively large, bulky, handsome grey tabby tom with thick, dark stripes, lean muscles rippling beneath his sleek grey pelt, medium-length fur with thick, muscular legs and paws, pale yellow eyes, long white whiskers
CRUSH, MATE, or KITS: Open | Open | None
KIN (Siblings, parents, relatives, etc.): Smallshell
HISTORY: He's an open book. He'll tell you everything about his past, like, the first time he discovered sharks, or another time when he eavesdropped on the females while they were talking about crushes, or maybe the time he snuck out one night to fancy up a place to make a little ''hangout'', or the time he snapped at his leader, leaving him pulling ticks for the Elders and clearing their dirt. Ick. He often enjoys gathering around a group of Apprentices and telling them hunting/fighting stories, and gathering the Kits to tell them stories, too.
OTHER: Domain of Coral

You only have to do this top part once if you plan to make multiple cats on one post. But please repeat this for each post if you do it separately.
USERNAME: Arrowdance
Display name: ωιитєя-
What you'd prefer to be called: Gail
Activity level (on a scale of 1 to 10. Important if you want a high rank!): 8
RP SAMPLE (Don't spend hours on it, do what feels natural): Smallshell was stalking a seagull, her eyes locked on it's silver shape. Skillfully shifting her weight, the slender fae darted forward, making a smooth kill. Dark striped paws snatched the seagull from her, and she spun around, the fur on her neck bristling, rippling along the small cat's spine to make her seem bigger. There stood Greyfish, with a mocking look in his eyes. ''The mighty hunter! Oh, she's like a pufferfish!'' He teased good-humoredly, flicking one ear at his Sister. ''What are you doing here?!'' She meowed, annoyed and slightly spooked. ''Your supposed to be fishing.''
''I finished that ages ago, now, I've taken your fish, what ever will you do about it?'' He smirked. Smallshell leaped at him, twisting with surprising force, knocking him to the pebbly ground as the two thrashed, trying to get out of the playful grasp of one another as they play-fought, their laughs and meows echoing as the siblings trained.

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NAME: Smallkit Smallpaw Smallshell
GENDER: Female
AGE (In moons): Twenty
RANK: Warrior
PERSONALITY: She's a very ill-tempered cat, and won't deal with toil. She will never turn down a challenge, and she's always the first to unsheathe her claws in battle, despite her size and pitched voice. She's very competitive, and is always a sore loser if or when she loses a challenge. She's a very energetic, bubbly cat with a personality like lightning, she's very loyal, but won't waste your time
APPEARANCE (A typed description):
Pale solid silver fae with a long thin tail, very short fur, extremely small and puny with slender short legs, beautiful pale blue eyes and white whiskers, long white claws
CRUSH, MATE, or KITS: Open | None | None
KIN (Siblings, parents, relatives, etc.): Greyfish
HISTORY: Surprisingly, she was the kind of cat who always got in trouble. She started several fights with Clanmates while she was an Apprentice, and she's known to have a loose tongue and to speak her mind, so she had often offended senior Warriors and got her tail in trouble. But she was a star in training, and others admired her stealth and grace while hunting, and in courage and fierceness in battle. Over time she's began to earn the respect of her Clanmates, and has a few friends.
OTHER: Domain of Coral