AUDITIONS

[Storm]

Okay, we're going to have auditions for staff and hierarchy positions.

So, post this form and, if I see fit, you'll get the position.

CHARACTERS::
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Background:[/b]
[b]RP Example:[/b]
[b]What position?[/b]

Name: What's your name?
Gender: Male or Female
Background: Have you ever played a position like this?
RP Example: This has to be epic to get the position.
What position? What position? Self-explanatory.

Character positions available:

Leaders; The Black Lark, Leopard Group, Retaliation Pack.
2nd-in-command; Retaliation Pack, and Leopard Group, The Black Lark.

STAFF POSITIONS::

Two Global Mods

[lollypop]

Name:Lollypop/Brittany
Gender: Female
Background: Umm.. I've been roleplaying for a while, but for the longest time, no one would correct my on my mistakes so i wasn't good for a while >_<
RP Example:This came from Isle Himaryn, a claiming post by me. *duh* (creatures were allpewed to have magic and unordinary colorations)

Footprints lead to a land known as Geneva's Sheath.The land was bare, yet exquisitely beautiful if there ever was one, or at least in the opinion of the creature that the tracks belonged to. This land was empty, not a single creature inhabiting it. At least, not yet.

The paw-prints stopped abruptly; the feline stopped in the middle of these lands, observing the land she wished to own. She felt an odd connection to the land; she was drawn to it. Like a bee is drawn to a flower, a cub to milk, a gnat to water.

She continued on, her connection to the land growing, in some way that not even the wisest healer or elder would be able to explain. It was complicated, and the green and purple leopard vaguely understood it. She walked, noticing things that would normally be ignored by other creatures. For example, the small shrubs. They were not dead, though the weather would have made it easy to believe the opposite. Each shrub, except for a select few, had a few green bristles or blades. They would be able to live through this oddly blistering autumn, where other plants in other kingdoms would surely perish... Along with some inhabitants of those lands.

Her land would not be a weak one, like those previously thought of by herself. She and her subjects would be strong and thrive like the foliage of Geneva's Sheath.She approached the shoreline, where vegetation became slightly more green obtaining their nutrition from the nearing water.
The sand was blazingly hot, able to burn the pads of many living organisms, not however, those of this future Cora. She had traveled far, farther than many other creatures of twenty-eight years of age.

She step lightly into the water; it was warmed by the burning sun overhead, but cooler than the air surrounding. She was, in a sense, like the land. Her gift of magic was blessed more specifically with earth. Just like she thrived with her magic, Geneva's Sheath thrived, it's earth fertile, however, only for a few certain species. In that way, the were the same, they were connected.

Indeed, they were, and even Venise agreed. She dipped her head to the water, looking at her reflection. Her face was a teal, but not quite so. She was more green but still had that visible blue. She could not be mistaken for just a green or blue. She flicked her eyes to her ears. They, like her legs, were purple. A majestic color rarely seen. The female is not, however, the most beautiful creature seen. She did have a femine, yet strong and forcful body, though when you came to her head, her features just didn't allow it. Not that she was ugly, not in the slightest! Just not beautiful...


What position? Either leader or second in command for the Leopard group?

[huneata]

Name: Samantha
Gender: Female
Background: I have been a leader/staff in 2 warrior sites, 1 twilight RP, 1 Harry Potter RP, and 2 animal rps. The size of the sites range from 20 members to 50 members.
RP Example: It's from Warriors Forest. It's affiliated on the scroller. I was allowed to god-mod a little because Yarrowpaw's RPer had too many threads and had to quit some.

Chervilpaw had never seen Silvertail this mad! She stared at the silver warrior for a heartbeat, but just then her gaze flickered to the yellow apprentice, just the thought of him made her feel warm. Then a red liquid dripped onto her nose and she noticed that she wasn't just warm; she was sticky and had blood dripping onto her nose! Yarrowpaw must have licked that imaginary mud off just after he licked his injured paw! She ran over to a puddle on the far side of the hollow and looked at her reflection. "Yarrowpaw! Does your tongue have claws?!?" she yowled, disgusted at the fact that another cat's blood AND saliva were on her head. "That's DISGUSTING! Ugh... I better wash it off," she sighed.

Just at that moment Yarrowpaw seemed to look as if his feelings had been severely hurt. " Yarrowpaw--" she began just as she was interrupted by his voice, it sounded as if he were choking on his words. " I think I'm going to go hunting," he lowered his voice as he added " Pebbleheart will be wanting me on his hunting patrol. So I can't go with you later. Sorry." He looked as if his heart had split in two! She felt so guilty! She wished he was like one of the kits in the nursery, so she could lick him between the ears and purr and everything would be fine. But the reality was he wasn't a kit.

He plunged through the bracken his head down and his tail trailing in the dust. As she took a pace forward toward the bracken a peculiar smell found it's way to her muzzle. As she parted her jaw and inhaled it she screeched "A fox is on our territory!" Yarrowpaw! The image of his yellow body, broken and battered flashed in her mind.

Her thoughts were interrupted by snarling coming from a red-orange muzzle snapping just a mouse length away from her. She leaped back snarling. As she sped forward she scratched it across it's ribcage, at the same moment the fox snapped it jaws on one of her whiskers, where her face had been just moments before. She stepped backward hissing. "Silvertail help!" she yowled in desperate need of help. Just then it hit her. Yarrowpaw's wound would probably make it harder for him to fight, and if the fox snapped at it there wouldn't be a pretty picture. She froze. Yarrowpaw was probably dead.

Just then the fox took advantage of her worries and bowled her over pinning her down to the ground. Even though she could be killed any second she was still thinking of Yarrowpaw. Then as a sharp pain stabbed into her throat. One by one she could feel the fox's teeth puncture her skin. As the pain seared into her throat she drifted off into unconsciousness.

That was awhile ago so I think I'll post a more recent one.


Thump, thump, thump. Her paws pushed against the ground propelling her forward faster and faster. In her mouth was a mouthwatering piece of prey. The saliva pooled in the beautiful she-cat's mouth. The mocking bird had no chance as Destiny's silent paw steps brought her closer to the bird. The bird twisted it tiny head and flapped, but before it could get farther than a few inches off the ground it was in Destiny's jaws.

The hunt exhilarated Destiny; enhanced every sense. Her golden eyes watched the bird's every movement. Then, at the perfect time, she would leap. Even the most insignificant catch made her feel like... What words could describe how she felt about it? It made her feel like something more.

She slowed as she smelled even more prey. This was an extremely good day for hunting in The Unexplored Lands. Most days you would be lucky to find one piece of prey. She dug a small hole and placed the mocking bird gently down in the hole and brushed the small pile of dirt back over it. No scavenger would get that mocking bird.

She stalked silently forward. Closer, closer, closer. Then, finally, she was within a foot of the large bird. She tensed her quadriceps, ready to spring, but then a wide grin spread across her face. She let out a loud growl and the bird half-flew, half-ran forward. Destiny leaped up and caught the bird in mid air. "Too easy," she purred.

She grasped the bird and trotted to her mocking bird and dug it up. She grabbed both birds and trotted on a little further until she set them down again while she drank from a shallow puddle. She looked into the puddle seeing to liquid gold orbs staring back at her. Her whiskers pricked the water's surface sending small ripples in all directions. She opened her jaws seeing white, shiny teeth. It was a nice day, perhaps she could stay by her puddle.

She rolled the mocking bird closer to her and bit into it. She wasn't extremely hungry, and although she knew she should save it she bit into the bird. Her meal was finished quickly and as she just looked up the plants around her shook. She scented the air. It was definately a cat. She picked up her prey and began to back up, quitly into the reeds.

What position? Second in Command in Retaliation Pack, please! (For my lynx, Cannon.) =)

[Storm]

When your characters are finished, post back here so that I can look-over them and tell you if you get the job. Also, let it be known that the global mod positions are open, and the Retaliation Pack leader position is open again. And the Foggy Ridge leader is closed.

[huneata]

I finished right before you posted that, Storm! lol

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[Storm]

You have the position. He's been accepted.

[ivy]

Name: Ivy

Gender: Female

Background: Yes, I am a mod on a sit with one hundred and thirty three members, am the admin on Truth Of The Wild, a staff member on two other warriors sites, and am a Global. mod on another site.

RP Example:Mariah sat in th abandoned twoleg farm. She could hear and smell mice running around around her but she did not care. She was to caught up in her own thoughts.

What is life in a clan like? What do they get from it? What happens to a clan cat when all of his family dies? Why are there four clans? If they get in to fights with one another so much why don't they just spread farther apart? What happens if one clan leaves? What exactly is Starclan?

Mariah knew that these questions would most likely never be answered, but still it bugged her. Her father had been a clan cat after all so it was only natural that she wanted to learn more about them, even if she never met him. Sadness washed over Mariah as she remembered that her father had died before he was born. All she knew about him is that he used to a Windclan cat and had died before she was born. Her mother, Claw was a rouge and had not really cared for Mariah so she abandoned her when she was one and a half moons old.

Mariah let out a loud sigh. Suddenly her stomach growled and she realized that she was hungry. She turned around and saw a mouse one fox-lanth away from her. She pounced and caught it instantly. She killed it right away and devoured it in moments. Suddenly she caught the sent of a cat approaching.

What position? Global. mod

[ivy]

Name: Ivy

Gender: Female

Background: Yes, I have Role Played leaders, and I have also Role Played deputes/second in command.

RP Example:Mariah sat in th abandoned twoleg farm. She could hear and smell mice running around around her but she did not care. She was to caught up in her own thoughts.

What is life in a clan like? What do they get from it? What happens to a clan cat when all of his family dies? Why are there four clans? If they get in to fights with one another so much why don't they just spread farther apart? What happens if one clan leaves? What exactly is Starclan?

Mariah knew that these questions would most likely never be answered, but still it bugged her. Her father had been a clan cat after all so it was only natural that she wanted to learn more about them, even if she never met him. Sadness washed over Mariah as she remembered that her father had died before he was born. All she knew about him is that he used to a Windclan cat and had died before she was born. Her mother, Claw was a rouge and had not really cared for Mariah so she abandoned her when she was one and a half moons old.

Mariah let out a loud sigh. Suddenly her stomach growled and she realized that she was hungry. She turned around and saw a mouse one fox-lanth away from her. She pounced and caught it instantly. She killed it right away and devoured it in moments. Suddenly she caught the sent of a cat approaching.

What position? Relation Pack leader for my lynx Ivy!