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Username||L.ights

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Name of cat||Heurex

Appearance||
The she-cat's body is lithe and petite,making her frame quiet small.Which also makes her delicate,and a fast runner at most,lacking strength.Her eyes are intense vioelet,like the color of purple posies.Her pelt is a tortishell cover for her body,along with white splashes here and there.Added with the tortishell is a blue tint,seeming to make Heurex vibrate with color.All of it,from tail to paw,makes her also quite attractive to the toms in Sunclan.

Why you want to be a Designer||It seems so unique and fun,compared to the formal ranks in other clans.Also,I have huge plans for little Heurex.This rank seems so fitting for her.

Other||This seems to be going pretty epic.

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Heurex's violet eyes scanned the crowd,Ah,these opponents would be hard to beat,but it didn't make her waver one bit.She picked a model carefully,then gathered things to make the model outstanding and vibrating with creativeness.Heurex's creativeness,that is.

[font=georgia]Finally finding the time to relax, Dangerzone plopped down and groomed himself, smoothing down his fur and trying to look presentable. He had to look nice for this. At the very least, he had to look good for this.

Staring at her model as though she was a forbidden fruit that one burns up with desire for, Gravity paced and swiveled around the rather mysterious she-cat. The angles along her chin, her ears so erect and high upon her head. Yes, the shadowy silhouette could definitely work with those. However, dark red and purple berries would not work well with her coat, blending in far too much with the near crimson pelt of the poor apprentice. StarClan knows why they dyed her pelt in such a way at birth.
Pausing, Gravity stopped. Blending, shading. Maybe that was exactly what she wanted!
Grabbing an array of dark purples and blue, shades of deep crimson hues, all of the colors barely noticeable to a cool eye upon her model-of-sorts.
The emerald-like gaze of the Warrior followed a glinting down to the felt collar surrounding what'sherface's neck. Oh, while she was thinking about it, the she-cat needed to make time to comfort the apprentice and get to know her. "Hiya dearie, sorry to yank you away from your friends," she meowed good-naturedly.
"Actually, I don't have all that many friends. And my name is Mangrovepaw," she muttered, turning her dark red pelt towards her paws.
Flicking an ebon tail almost immediately under her chin, Gravity flicked it up and looked Mangrovepaw right in her eyes- which the SunClanner only now recognized as hazel. "Now Mangrove. I think if we change that attitude a bit, we can fix that right up. So chin up, dear," she purred before removing her flowing midnight tail.

Once Skywalker was finished applying the various swirls and spots to his model's flanks, he added a few blues and greens to brighten her up. He stuck leaves all over her pelt, and stuck his paws in the blueberry juice to add a few pawprints to her shoulders. Then he applied the colors to her face, being careful not to get any in her eyes.

Mangrovepaw looked at the berries, distaste obvious by her expression.
Following her gaze, Gravity smiled softly. "Don't worry. None of them are terribly lethal to swallow. You'll just have to give yourself a good washing afterwards," and then a single snow-white paw dipped down and into the pile of berries, mashing them so completely that her once white paw now nearly matched the shade of the rest of body. Despite the stained paw, Gravity wore a grin so broad she could barely contain it. Then with a gentle caress of Mangrovepaw's cheekbone, the studious Warrior began shading in her jaw lines, filling her paws with crimson and coating her eyes in tints of purples.
Mangrovepaw felt as the somewhat insane she-cat- to her, of course- filled in the sharp angles of her muzzle, or rather, defined them in a greater manner than they already appeared to be.
Several paw-strokes and berry-piles later, Gravity stepped back to admire her work. Scrunchin up her face in an expression resembling that of a scowl, the dark cat shook her head. "I'll be back; don't move!" right before she dissappeared, the SunClanner could be heard calling "Remember, posture is everything!"

ooc: A tabby van tom with prey bones going up the outside of his legs, and a few more on his collar and collarbone. He has two red stripes under each eye and three on either side of his neck, like more slanty gills. There are also a few swirls over his tail and pawprints on his hindquarters. To finish it off is a "crown" of thornbranches, resting on a circlet of leaves.

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Dangerzone waited, looking for any other obvious improvements.

Heurex grabbed a blueberry and made some swirls and spots around the cat's face,being careful and precise.Taking purple ones,she dabbed them around for spots,then stepped back."Hmm..."the lithe she-cat added a few more bright streaks and shapes,and added beautiful,unique-looking feathers and leaves.Frowning,she looked at the brightness,which was too bright.A leaf fluttered down into the shade of a tree.Shading!Yes,thats what she needed.Adding the darker colors,Heurex proudly examined Albinopaw once more."Purfect.It looks great on you."she dragged out the r,then said,"Chin high,steps soft,ears erect."she told her model.

After reaching her destination, the rather bland rows of white-picket fences which she herself had once sat upon. And then the ebon cat saw it. A rather plump morning dove, fed from the hands of the also-plump twolegs with crumbs of bread and those stray pieces of kibble tracked out by the occasional kittypet or dog. Alas, it was about to become a piece of her art.
Quickly jumping up and snagging the beautiful creature by the throat, Gravity ended it's life with a delicate bite to the jugular. Muttering a quick prayer to thank the bird for it's life, the Warrior raced back, eager to get on with things. And then she spotted the cardinal.

Upon arrival, Gravity heaved a sigh of relief, seeing Mangrovepaw hadn't left her spot nor disturbed the delicate works of shading so carefully placed by her very own paws. Scrambling over, jade orbs held a smile in them, holding secrets that were soon to be shared. "Now where's that sap?"

What seemed like decades later, Mangrovepaw felt a tug at her tail. "Hey! What are you doing?" rearing her head and craning her neck, the apprentice managed to catch a glimpse of the strange cat working furiously on her tail, using what looked like pine sap to stick layer after layer of red down on her tail, which was already fairly bushy. "Ow, hey! Watch it!" the hot, frustrated Mangrovepaw snapped at another, sharper tug on her tail. Though she was met with silence, the tugs became subsequently less frequent, and soon ceased completely.

[justify]-- mkay, sorry, like 5 people ninja'd me xD

vines twirl around this solid light grey she-cat, delicate vanilla flowers bathing her in an irresistible smell and making the vines around her tin legs look like the were dotted white, but just the right amount of flowers, not too many, not too little. Vines also curl around her tail, speckled with tiny white flowers from the vanilla plant. A green headband of vines are glued neatly to prop her head, a ribbon of overflowing vines on the side, with miniscule pink flowers right towards the end. A circle of leaves weave around Splatteredpaw's neck, and in the middle there is one amber colored leaf, standing out from the rest of the plain green ones. Under her hazel eyes is a eye shadow sort of thing, made with soft rubble. A cape of leaves stands on her, making her look like a forest beauty.

-- TWB[/justify]

THE PROJECT IS SHOWED HERE AND IS DONE.

Shattered looked at her on last time. The models left left ear had a circle of flowers around it to represent an angels' halo. Feathers covered her models back, the feathers were lined perfectly to look like wings. The color of the feathers were a blue, red, and purple with white circles engraved to look like peacock feathers. Around the paws of the model are boot like structures to cover her paws and add more fashion which are made from vines and leaves. Blue, Red, Purple, and Yellow to splash more hue onto her. The last touch was to add a glow to her pale like face. A flower necklace touches it up a bit to show peace.

OOC: my name is done

Skywalker wished he had put feathers or flowers on his model, but something about the she-cat spoke 'vibrant' instead of 'elegant'. She looked good though, and Skywalker couldn't help but feel relieved when Lovelace gave him a smile.

He watched closely as he watched her show the cats to sap a tree.

And just like that, Gravity neared base completion, for accessories and such still needed to be added. Grabbing the white down from her dove, the she-cat of the opposite color added a layer of sap to the bright red feathers coating Mangrovepaw's tail. This brought up quite a bit of the crimson plumage, but she had prepared for that, thus all the extra layers. And now, ever-so-delicately as though not wanting to anger her model, the Warrior dabbed snow-white feathers onto the very tip of her tail, gently cascading down into the redness. Using juniper berries, Gravity created an almost gradient effect where white blended into a blood-red; which could very well be some sort of metaphor for innocence, had she taken the time to think up something.

Pausing for a moment to fetch a vole for herself and Mangrove, Gravity stopped so they could chat some. "So, dear, how have you been?"
"Terrible," the apprentice sighed, making swirling motions in the dirt with an outstretched forepaw.
"Why ever so?" asked the she-cat, maw of ebony ajar with surprise.
"Because I'm.. uh. What's the word? Anti-social?"
"Well, that's all about to change when you get up there and model, dear! Don't be self-conscious! You have a lovely pelt and figure. It's be a shame to waste it!"

Distracted by Lovelace's demonstration, Gravity all but forgot about the remnants of the vole. Nodding her appreciation at the sap-collecting lesson, the Warrior tried poking the sap bump with another stick nearby, managing to gather some before heading back to her model. Staring down at the bones, she recalled her own words. It's be a shame to waste it.

Adding some pretty shades of maroon to the apprentice's tail,she smiled.Flowers were serving as a necklace and bracelets.Berry juice was painted over her claws,and sky blue colored juice was around her eyes,matching Albinopaw's blue eyes.Done with her masterpeice,she sat back.

"That's it!" came the cry from the cat, who now had a grin plastered across her face. "I know what's missing!" darting forward, ivory teeth crunched down on the vole's bones, snapping them into halves, then fourths. Nearly throwing two at Mangrovepaw, Gravity managed to bark the orders "Gnaw on that 'til you get a fine point!" before beginning on her own. A fierce determination lit in her eyes as she gnawed away, breaking more of the small pieces which were followed by identical instructions, though two pieces in, the Warrior added that they should now have a slight curve to them, if at all possible.
After finishing this task, Gravity whipped around to face Mangrovepaw. "Quickly, unsheath your claws!" though they were in no hurry, it came out as a demand rather than a suggestion.
Doing as Gravity said, the she-apprentice unsheathed her weapons, only to wince as the silhouette of a she-cat tried to slide the curved bones onto them, nearly breaking one in the process.
"New plan. We use sap."
After several fail attempts, hazel and jade eyes met, lighting the other's fuse as both front sets of what could now be identified as 'claws' stuck.
"We did it!" the SunClan apprentice cried, beginning to get into the groove of things.
"Careful, it's a delicate job, no matter how sturdy it may seem," she meowed patiently. "Now onto your teeth."
"My what?"