Stormclan Deputy Auditions

[Devilstar]

This is for Stormclan's Deputy position. Please use the provided form and post to the best of your abilities.

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IC Post: (Please make sure that involves your character in the rank of Deputy)

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[Novey]

Name:
Mythwater

Gender:
Female

Age:
25 moons

IC Post: (Please make sure that involves your character in the rank of Deputy)

morning sunlight streamed into the warriors den as mythwaters denim blue eyes slowly opened. they adjusted to the pale light quickly, and she yawned. a chilly breeze flowed in. leaf-bare was her least favorite season, and that was to be expected-it was constantly cold, it lacked prey, and for some reason everyone seemed a bit..duller than usual. she slowly rose, arching her back. her spine stuck out pitifully, and she sighed. if only this season could speed up and leave the forest...but mother nature was a tricky force, and mythwater wasn't one to argue with her sometimes odd ways.

stepping into the dawn light, she watched her clan with hollow eyes. they moved slowly, stiff from the cold, and most of them were limping. she had a limp herself from her paws being too cold. lifting a paw up to examine, she noticed their normal, puffy pink hue was faded and torn. licking it to warm it up, she was taking an awfully long time to get ready for this morning. the dawn patrol prepared to leave-she had picked the patrol last night-and she gave them a hopeful glance. bring back as much prey as you can... she thought hungrily. perhaps she should join them, so possibly more prey could be caught? she finsiehd licking and padded after them.

meeting up with the patrol leader, a golden-brown warrior with several large spots and speckles named spottedtail, she stared out into the misty forest, preparing a conversation, but before she could say anything, spottedtail made the first comment.
"cold, eh?" spottedtail remarked feebly, her step slow and painful. mythwater felt her pain-her own steps were quite dreary. they thudded onto the ground uselessly.
"oh, yes. i hope we can find enough prey to accommodate us for the time being.." mythwater said, her breath coming out in steamy wisps. the rest of the patrol carried on slowly, their melancholy eyes to the ground.
spottedtail gave mythwater a blank stare.
"highly unlikely, ma'am. the place that recently has had to most prey is dwindling pitifully. i just hope we can get something for the kits.." spottedtail trailed off. her sister, mothchill, had two kits, yellowkit and frogkit. the two kits were very thin. sympathy stabbed mythwaters heart.
"i'm sure we'll find something," mythwater assured the warrior, although her voice cracked with doubt.

entering a small clearing, the warriors got to work immediately, scenting out prey. spottedtail padded slowly over to a yew bush, obviously smelling something, hopefully a nice piece of prey, though it was doubtfal. mythwater walked over to a beech tree, getting down in hunters crouch. a skinny mouse fed on some beech nuts. it's pelt was dirty, and hung off of it's somewhat visible bones, but it was going to be the perfect kill.
"mythwater!" came a screech. the mouse darted away quickly before mythwaters very eyes. it went into a hole partially covered in snow, one mythwater had not noticed befire-she had been way to intent on her scrawny prey. she lashed her tail angrily, sweeping some snow aside as she did so.
"what! what do you want?" she shrieked in rage. the warrior who called her name, mousewhisker, shrank back, frightened. mousewhisker was a small cat to begin with, so her diminished form made her look apprentice like.
"I-I smell fox." she muttered quietly. mythwaters eyes grew huge. stepping forward, she thrust her nose into the bush mousewhisker had scented it in. sure enough a fresh smell met her nose. she involuntarily recoiled immediately.
"okay, i'll get a patr-" she was cut off by a low snarl, and the sound of thudding, slowly approaching steps. turning around ever so slowly, her eyes settled upon two russet colored foxes glaring at them in the early light. their teeth glinted, and their eyes shone with malice. mythwater had to think fast-flee or defend? she chose the best option at that time.

screeching in fury, she thrust herself at one fox, tangling her claws into it's fur. it shrieked with pain and writhed, trying to throw her off, but she kept a grip. eventually her claws starting hurting badly, so she was forced to loosen the grip and fall off. a warrior named airdreamer yowled and attacked the fox and wrapped her claws around it's throat, but she was quickly thrown off. mythwater backed up and surveyed the battle. only six cats were in the patrol-her, spottedtail, airdreamer, mousewhisker, hazelsun, and whiteclaw. the foxes were stronger, they obviously had been eating better than the clan cats.

they were losing!

for a fleeting moment she spotted a spottef figure break away from the fight and heard it's pawsteps falling heavily onto the forest, eventually fading away. the second fox, whom the figure had been fighting, breifly gave chase until whiteclaw gave a clever attack. suddenly, a huge paw cuffed over her head. mythwater was knocked back by the blow, temporarily stunned, the cuff had broken her sight away from her companions, and she was forced to look at her attacker. scrambling onto her back, she looked up at a snarling russet figure standing over her. the other cats were trying to fight off the other fox, too enthralled in the battle to notice mythwaters predicament. the foxes jaws hung over her neck for a few seconds, as if it were thinking about it...and mythwater knew she was going to die. she closed her eyes and waited for the shock of it.

a deafening yowl echoed over the clearing. the fox looked up, startled, which gave mythwater a chance to claw it off. he moaned in pain, gave mythwater one last murderous glare, and stormed off into the debris. his friend followed. their foot falls were heavy and she could tell they were limping until the noise faded away. so they had won.

mythwater turned to the source of their saviors, and her eyes settled upon copperriver and his patrol, consisting of seven or eight cats. each cat had their back arched in dismay, obviously ticked about the attack. but who wouldn't be?

mythwater sighed in relief.
"you saved us!" she said gratefully, gasping. her eyes were huge and full of thanks, but copperriver shook his head.
"no, i didn't. spottedtail broke away from the fight to find us. she's the true hero." copperriver said, nodding to spottedtails battered body. mythwater remembered the spotted figure breaking away. spottedtail had left to get help. the speckled warrior sighed in pain.
"it was nothing," she said bashfully, looking down. mythwater smiled a little.
"it was everything. your the hero today, spottedtail. c'mon, let's go home."she said, yawning, noticing the various wounds on her clanmates. she could feel some nasty rips in her own body throbbing, but she refused to look at the time. she was to tired.

as they padded back to camp, mythwater thought. she had been so close to death... the fox could've killed her if copperriver and come a moment or two later. but he really hadn't been the hero. glancing at spottedtail, she noticed the warrior leaning on copperriver, exhasuted. maybe mythwater wasn't cut out to be deputy?

but that was crazy talk. she was a good deputy...right?

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[(( lullaby *]

Name:
Ashhhhhblaze!

Gender:
Tom

Age:
38 moons

IC Post:
This is crazy. Ashblaze thought wryly, his pale amber gaze flashing in faint amusement. The turmoil of battle flashed in front of his eyes; screams of angry cats shattering his eardrums.
He rolled his eyes. On top of the craziness, this is totally not necessary---

"OUUUUUCHH!" Ashblaze screamed suddenly, thoroughly caught off-guard as a huge, burly MeadowClan tom landed on top of him. His spine was instantly driven into the ground, exposing his soft belly.

"Prey-stealers!" The tom hissed, bloodlust clouding his features. Ashblaze would have rolled his eyes again, but this was a life-and-death situation. The enemy tom reared up to slash Ashblaze's underbelly.
The gray tom felt like an idiot as he closed his eyes, bracing himself for the pain.

"What are you doing, mouse-brain?"

Ashblaze's eyes snapped open, and instead of seeing the colossal tom looming over him, he saw the light, playful eyes of his Clanmate, Snowlily, just before she slashed her claws down Ashblaze's attacker's muzzle. Blood spilled, coating the ground in pure crimson.

"Thanks," Ashblaze yelled, not bothering to answer Snowlily's question as the pretty she-cat handled the much larger tom swiftly and instantly.

"No problem." Snowlily sent the tom off with a victorious yowl and flounced away. She winked. "You owe me."

Ashblaze finally got in his second eye-roll before surveying the chaos, his amber eyes darkening as he instantly recalled why they were having this battle.

MeadowClan had found the scent of another Clan on their territory, too faint to make out, with prey remains scattering along the StormClan border. It just happened that MeadowClan instantly accused StormClan, and since StormClan kept on denying it and annoying the MeadowClanners at that, a huge war had erupted from the tension.

Hey, MeadowClan, it might have been...oh...I don't know...a ROGUE? LONER? He thought sarcastically.

He spotted a small tortoiseshell she-cat dancing in and out of the crowd, with a slender body that was suited for running daintily through forests without making a crack on a twig. At all.

He chose her as his attack-ee and lunged.

The tortoiseshell was ultimately surprised at Ashblaze's sneak-attack, her eyes widening with fear. StarClan, is she an apprentice?? He wondered wildly. How could MeadowClan send an apprentice out into the battlefield? She doesn't look very old---

"OW," Ashblaze hissed as the small she-cat's claws scored on his face, narrowly missing his eyes. "Watch it. You're not here to blind me--OW!!" The claws swiped at his neck this time, and blood spurted like a deadly fountain. Ashblaze cursed under his breath and slashed his claws down his smaller opponent's own neck, watching in satisfaction as her own blood spilled instantly.

The she-cat twisted Ashblaze off of her, and he was surprised at that. She's so small and lightweight... the words flashed in his mind as he hit the ground back-first, hard.

She danced up to him and placed her full weight on his belly. "Back off, buddy. Never underestimate a she-cat." She unsheathed her claws casually, lightly swiped them across his belly, and sped away.

Ashblaze stared at the blood beginning to leak from his belly wound. This is humiliating. I got beaten by a she-cat. And I'm deputy, too! I'll never live this down...

Ashblaze, watch out!

A voice whispered in his mind. He was too stunned to recgonize the voice, and instantly cursed himself for having a conversation with himself at a time like this.

He quickly got up, only to feel claws meet his flank. "StarClan, that hurts!" Ashblaze muttered, turning to face his new opponent.

Told you so.

His mind chided him triumphantly. It sounded oddly like his sister. Lilacpaw. Perhaps she was watching him from above. His heart warmed slightly as happy memories flooded over him.

Then, as he felt pain searing his flank, he was thrown back into the present.

"Ha. Ashblaze. What an amazing deputy." His attacker meowed scornfully, eyes filled with hate. "Leaf-bare, and you send your Clanmates to hunt on OUR territory."

Ashblaze's heart lost all of his warmth, and was instantly filled with rage. No cat was going to scorn him like that.

I'll prove myself, you idiot! His battered pride shouted at the tom.

Instintively, his claws unsheathed, and for the first time Ashblaze had faith in the sharpness of his deadly weapons.

He reared up, throwing the cat off of him, and whirled, instantly sinking his claws into the MeadowClan cat's belly.

A yowl of agony split the air from the tom, and he instantly raced away, his yowl fading into painful whimpers. Ashblaze's maw quirked into a smile. Score for the AMAZING Ashblaze. He thought smugly, throwing himself back into the fray with newly found confidence.

I will show them I am a true deputy. His conscience whispered softly in his mind. His smile widened, but time was short.

"Watch outttt!"

It wasn't Lilacpaw this time. It was Snowlily.

Ashblaze whirled in time to see a cat lunging at him.

And Snowlily racing toward him, her gorgeous eyes wide with terror. No, her gaze seemed to scream. Ashblaze stared, the moment slowing, as he watched Snowlily hurl herself between the Ashblaze and his attacker.

"SNOWLILY!" Ashblaze gasped, as his attacker's claws accidentally brushed Snowlily's neck, a soft butterfly's touch.

It was enough to kill.

Snowlily's mouth opened in terror and surprise, but only blood came out.

Ashblaze spun on the MeadowClan cat.

"I-I-I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean, I, I didn't mean to...." The MeadowClan cat, a female, stuttered, her amber eyes wide with fear. Ashblaze bared his fangs for a moment, but suddenly sighed, fatigued, exhaustion clouding his honey-amber gaze. "Get out of my sight." He hissed before padding over to Snowlily, pale amber gaze bedraggled, body trembling as fear settled over him like a storm cloud.

"Do you think you're a leader, with nine lives to lose?" He whispered. "You don't need to be a heroine for me, Snowlily."

The glossy-pelted white she-cat's fur was coated in blood. She opened her mouth again, but more of her crimson blood poured, and she gurgled in agony.

Something more than a Clanmate's affection washed over him. Pain racked his body, making him tremble with revenge and pure anger, washing into his blood. Snowlily....

"Snowlily, please pull through this. I'll take you to our medicine cat -- she's by the brambles. She can help you. Please. Please." Ashblaze's voice cracked with pain, his light-brown gaze tearing up.

"This has gone beyond a fight with prey." An unhappy, angry voice sounded by Ashblaze's side. He turned, the familiar tone of Lilacpaw making him want to cry.

He whipped back to Snowlily and stared at her for a moment. The she-cat was trembling for breath now, her eyes fluttering as they opened and closed.

With one last shuddering breath, Ashblaze was completely helpless as he watched his Clanmate die.

She saved me in the end. He thought of the amber-eyed MeadowClan cat, lunging at him, and closed his eyes in humiliation and anger. He'd been too caught up in his self-confidence-boosting thoughts to pay attention to his surroundings, and in the end he -- no, Snowlily -- had paid the price.

Which probably meant he'd never be a good deputy.

Ashblaze swept one cold gaze around the battle tide around him before gently picking up Snowlily by the scruff and putting her bloodstained body close to the edge of the battlefield. Blackoutstar will have to know about this. He swallowed a lump in his throat. What will I say? Oh, Blackoutstar, I'm really sorry, but while I was hallucinating about my probably long-dead sister, a MeadowClan cat attacked me and Snowlily took the blow. I think my attacker probably meant not to slash the middle of my neck, only the end, but Snowlily jumped a fraction too late and was hit by the killing blow. I'm so sorry Blackoutstar. Exile me if you wish. I am a pitiful deputy.

There, his amazing speech.

Ashblaze gritted his teeth. I failed you. He thought to Snowlily, Blackoutstar, and StarClan. I'm so sorry.

His heart broke in four pieces. Lilacpaw, and now Snowlily. Forgive me, please....Snowlily, I shall avenge you...Snowlily...

Ashblaze's head suddenly felt light, dizzy. He staggered, Snowlily's dead body blurring in front of him as tears began pouring. There were two Clans clashing only a few rabbit-lengths away, but Ashblaze could care less.

His legs slipped from under him, and he sank into unconsciousness.

Ashblaze, I forgive you.... a voice whispered in his ear. But Ashblaze didn't hear it. Darkness had overtook him.

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