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    [font=comic sans ms][size=36pt][b][move]~~GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY FANS GATHER HERE~~[/move]


    You pad through the heart of a forest that is teeming with scents of cats, but none are to be found. You are following a clear path that has obviously been trodden may times. Suddenly, as you are peering through the trees, you trip on a tree root. Confused, you get back up and shake yourself off. The nearest tree is several fox lengths away, and you hadn't seen the root when you were scanning ahead. Cautiously, you take one step forward. Then another. And another. Gradualy, you gain confidence and pick up the pace. You are determined to reach the other side of the forest before nightfall, and the sun is already setting. Again, you trip, but this, time, you can't get back up. Your paw is caught in something. You look down and find that it is a root. The root grows and starts wrapping itself around your foreleg. You panick and struggle to get free. Steadily, the root splits into mulitple branches and engulfs your entire body. You lay on the ground, paralized, until you realize you are moving. You can't see where you are being taken, but after a few minutes, all is still again, and before you know it, you fall fast asleep. The next morning, you find yourself completely free of the tree roots. Jumping to your feet, you scan the area you are in to look for an exit. You find yourself surrounded by cats. Most seem more curious than hostile, but you see more than a few that you don't want to get in a fight with. A strange she-cat pads forward. She doesn't seem afraid at all. "Welcome to SpiritClan territory. My name is Sphenestar, and I am the leader of the Clan" she explains. You realize with a gasp that this is no ordinary cat. Sphenestar was made completely of branches and roots, with golden gems for eyes. If she stood still, she seemed to blend in with trees, but you could tell distinctly that she was a cat at the moment. "What is your name?" she inquires. After you tell her your name, she suggests you spend the night. You reluctantly agree and soon you find yourself enjoying the Clan. After a moon, Sphenestar offers you a place in SpiritClan, and you eagerly agree.
    Soon, you aquire yourself to the customs and rules of being in a Clan, and you quickly fit in.


    ~~Rules~~


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    Username;
    Nickname(optional);
    Name;DovePaw
    Age;8 moons
    Rank wanted;Apprentice
    Sample post(optional);"The she-apprentice swiftly runs through the forest in search for her first prey." Her mouth open tasting the scents around her, The scents of mice came freshly as she licked her maw.
    Appearance;Sleek cream pelt with white paws,chest,tip of ears,and tip of train and hazel eyes with a scar cross her right eye
    Personality;sweet,could be really mean at time,protective,eager to learn,adventurous,
    Mate/Crush/Kits;To young/WolfPaw/to young
    Any plots you have for your character;
    Other;text

    Username;whitewhisper
    Nickname(optional);whisp
    Name;rhythmstep
    Age;21 moons
    Rank wanted;medicine cat
    Sample post(optional);Rhythmstep leaped over the small pool of water at the foot of her den then padded to the entrance of the camp. Slowly looking around, the ginger she-cat padded out of camp- in search for fresh catmint.The young cat finally scented some cat mint, as well as fever few only a bound away. Smiling to herself Rhythmstep padded towards the herbs.
    Appearance;a ginger she-cat with golden eyes
    Personality;A kind, sweet she cat, who loves kits.
    Mate/Crush/Kits;nope
    Any plots you have for your character;
    Other;..

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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; opacity: .50; width: 200px; height: 220px; border-radius: 5px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=15pt][/size]Proffessor Picklebottom thinks~both accepted! adding you two to the main post... please invite! [/fancypost]

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    [color=black]Sometimes we fall down, can't get back up
    We're hidin' behind skin that's too tough
    How come we don't say I love you enough?
    'Til it's too late, it's not too late


    Our hearts are hungry for a food that won't come
    And we could make a feast from these crumbs
    And we're all starin' down the barrel of a gun
    So if your life flashed before you
    What would you wish you would've done?


    Yeah, we gotta start
    Lookin' at the hands of the time we've been given
    If this is all we got then we gotta start thinkin'
    If every second counts on the clock that's tickin'
    Gotta live like we're dying!


    Only got 86,400 seconds in a day
    To turn it all around or to throw it all away
    Gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say
    Gotta live like we're dying!

    And if your plane fell out of the skies
    Who would you call with your last goodbye?
    Should be so careful who we live out our lives
    So when we long for absolution, there'll be no one on the line


    Yeah we gotta start
    Lookin' at the hands of the time we've been given
    If this is all we got then we gotta start thinkin'
    If every second counts on the clock that's tickin'
    Gotta live like we're dying!


    Only got 86,400 seconds in a day
    To turn it all around or to throw it all away
    Gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say
    Gotta live like we're dying!


    Live like we're dyin'
    Oh...
    Like we're dyin'


    Only got 86,400 seconds in a day
    To turn it all around or to throw it all away
    Gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say
    Gotta live like we're dying!

    You never know a good thing 'til it's gone
    You never see a crash 'til it's head on
    Why do we think we're right when we're dead wrong?
    You never know a good thing 'til it's gone


    Yeah we gotta start
    Lookin' at the hands of the time we've been given
    If this is all we got then we gotta start thinkin'
    If every second counts on the clock that's tickin'
    Gotta live like we're dying!


    Only got 86,400 seconds in a day
    To turn it all around or to throw it all away
    Gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say
    Gotta live like we're dying!


    Live like we're dyin'
    Oh...
    Like we're dyin'


    Only got 86,400 seconds in a day
    To turn it all around or to throw it all away
    Gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say
    Gotta live like we're dying...


    {{Live Like We're Dying}} ~Kris Allen

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    [color=black]~Snowflower~


    IC:


    OOC:
    [img width=340 height=510]http://upload.wikimedia.org/wi…/6/68/Lynx_lynx_poing.jpg[/img]
    Username;lilacbloom
    Nickname(optional);Doomy
    Name; Birthdaypaw>>candles
    Age; 8 months
    Rank wanted; apprentice
    Sample post(optional);
    Appearance; on top C:
    Personality; Fun loving and adventurous, Birdy will never shy from a party. She tends to not care what others will think, or how her actions will affect others. Birthdaypaw is fine with just about anything, but cross her on a bad day and this femme won't hesitate to lash out at you.
    Mate/Crush/Kits;
    Any plots you have for your character; None yet C:
    Other; Is it fine if she's a lynx?

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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; opacity: .50; width: 200px; height: 220px; border-radius: 5px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=15pt][/size]Proffessor Picklebottom says~[/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=white; opacity: .50; width: 200px; height: 220px; border-radius: 5px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=15pt][/size]Proffessor Picklebottom thinks~Sure! As long as it's reallistic. Nust no tigers or lions or anything too big. Accepted. Please invite! [/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=white; opacity: .50; width: 350px; height: 50px; border-radius: 5px; overflow: auto;]Proffessor's Pick

    [color=black]Sometimes we fall down, can't get back up
    We're hidin' behind skin that's too tough
    How come we don't say I love you enough?
    'Til it's too late, it's not too late


    Our hearts are hungry for a food that won't come
    And we could make a feast from these crumbs
    And we're all starin' down the barrel of a gun
    So if your life flashed before you
    What would you wish you would've done?


    Yeah, we gotta start
    Lookin' at the hands of the time we've been given
    If this is all we got then we gotta start thinkin'
    If every second counts on the clock that's tickin'
    Gotta live like we're dying!


    Only got 86,400 seconds in a day
    To turn it all around or to throw it all away
    Gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say
    Gotta live like we're dying!

    And if your plane fell out of the skies
    Who would you call with your last goodbye?
    Should be so careful who we live out our lives
    So when we long for absolution, there'll be no one on the line


    Yeah we gotta start
    Lookin' at the hands of the time we've been given
    If this is all we got then we gotta start thinkin'
    If every second counts on the clock that's tickin'
    Gotta live like we're dying!


    Only got 86,400 seconds in a day
    To turn it all around or to throw it all away
    Gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say
    Gotta live like we're dying!


    Live like we're dyin'
    Oh...
    Like we're dyin'


    Only got 86,400 seconds in a day
    To turn it all around or to throw it all away
    Gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say
    Gotta live like we're dying!

    You never know a good thing 'til it's gone
    You never see a crash 'til it's head on
    Why do we think we're right when we're dead wrong?
    You never know a good thing 'til it's gone


    Yeah we gotta start
    Lookin' at the hands of the time we've been given
    If this is all we got then we gotta start thinkin'
    If every second counts on the clock that's tickin'
    Gotta live like we're dying!


    Only got 86,400 seconds in a day
    To turn it all around or to throw it all away
    Gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say
    Gotta live like we're dying!


    Live like we're dyin'
    Oh...
    Like we're dyin'


    Only got 86,400 seconds in a day
    To turn it all around or to throw it all away
    Gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say
    Gotta live like we're dying...


    {{Live Like We're Dying}} ~Kris Allen

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    [color=black]~Snowflower~