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    OPEN and ACCEPTING!!!!!!!!!!! :D


    The first thing you should know is that this is the Sign-up AND RP thread.


    Read this!!!!



    Leader~ Songstar-She-cat


    Deputy~ Poisoncleric-tom


    Medicine cat(the healer of the clan)~ Taken!
    Medicine cat Apprentice(a young cat who is trained to heal)~ Dawnpaw-She-cat


    Warriors(cats who hunt for and protect the clan)~ Harmonyleaf-She-cat
    Phoenixrage-Tom
    Neverhidden-she-cat
    Carpfur-Tom
    Ashenflame-She-cat
    Nightfur-Tom


    Apprentices(cats training to be warriors)~ Dustypaw-Tom
    Mistpaw-She-cat
    Frostpaw-She-cat
    Blazepaw-Tom


    Queens(she-cats nursing or expecting kits)~ Emberdust
    Shywillow


    Kits(cats too young to leave camp or become apprentices)~ Squirrelkit-She-cat
    Sunkit-Tom
    Mistykit-She-cat


    Elders~


    Form!



    Form!


    Name:
    Gender:
    Rank:
    Personality(optional):
    Looks:
    Themesong(optional):
    History(optional):
    Crush(optional):
    Mate(optional):
    Kits(optional):
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    Codeword(s)-Must have please!:
    Other:




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    Welcome! Sign up and RP!

    So... I'm basically just testing a few things, maybe get a good idea or two for a template or something like that... Suggestions, comments, maybe examples? Boxes or scrollies that you'd be willing to donate to me? I'd pay you if you wanted me to x3


    Dustypaw exploaded from the apprentice den with an excited yowl. "My first day as an apprentice!" He screeched; his eyes were big and wild as he turned frantically around, searching for his mentor. "Poisoncleric!" He shouted, spotting the dark gray tom. He bounded over. "So what are we going to do today?" he asked quickly, madly chasing his tail.


    Mistpaw rolled her eyes at her brother. She turned to look around for Phoenixrage.


    The young warrior was quietly sharing tongues with Harmonyleaf. His friend mewed something to him and the red tom leaped up, bristling.


    "What is it?" Mistpaw widened her alarmed blue eyes.


    "I never got the time to plan our training session!" He paniced.


    Mistpaw rolled her eyes. Now I actually envy Dustypaw. He doesn't have a freak of a mentor. She sighed.


    Harmonyleaf watched as the two left camp. She turned and gazed around.


    "Escaaaape!" Sunkit squeaked, bolting out of the nursery.


    Squirrelkit charged after her brother.


    Emberdust leaped from the nursery. "You kits get back here!" She called. "Wait, come back!" She let out a flustered growl.


    "They won't stay kits forever." Songstar mused, padding up to the panting she-cat.

    Emberdust gently picked up Squirrelkit in her jaws, then softly guided Sunkit, pushing him lightly with her tail. She paused for a heartbeat and glanced up at the sky and sent a silent message to StarClan. Oh, Daregaze... If only you were still here with me... I wish our kits could have known you better... She let out a sigh and padded inside the nursery. She dipped her head to Shywillow as she set Squirrelkit down in their nest. Sunkit huddled in beside her.

    OOC: Yeah, just training.


    IC: Dustypaw paused to calculate his moves. If I leap over him.. or try anyway... I could land in back of him and throw him off balance by kicking his back paws out from under him! Then... well... I'll have to wing it from there. He crouched and fixed his eyes on his target for a few heartbeats, then with a strong shove of his back paws, he launched himself over Poisoncleric and landed solidly behind him. Stage one was complete. He whipped around for his next plan, lifting a sheathed paw towards his mentor's back feet.

    He straightened up in surprise. I didn't give myself a chance to think about what his reaction would be! He widened his eyes. Looks like I'm winging it from here... though we haven't even learned other battle moves yet. He turned and dogged left, then made an attempt to knock his mentor off his paws by swinging a strong forepaw into his hind legs, while at the same time trying to plan out his next attack.

    "What the-" Dustypaw skidded to a halt, gasping. Anger bubbled over him and he turned on Poisoncleric. "What in StarClan's name do you expect me to do!?" he spat, forgetting for a heartbeat that he wasn't the one in charge. "I'm not a warrior, I'm not good at fighting! I don't even know any real battle moves! Why haven't you taught me any so I actually know what I'm doing?" His eyes narrowed angrily.

    "Fine, whatever, who cares!" Dustypaw snarled after him. He whipped around and stalked off in the other direction, pausing to roll in a patch of ferns. He flattened his ears and looked down, eyes watering. This was not what I had imagined it to be. I thought training would be fun, being the deputy's apprentice... I was so wrong... he picked up his pace until he was flying through the trees. He ran through a dark and unknown part of the territory, not stopping until he came to the river that marked MusicClan's border. He looked down at the gently moving water.