Sycophant

[Trashy Sky]

♚ If it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine. ♚

Xerxes, a loner who thinks so highly of himself. He's made his way through life by just manipulating and using every cat he's met. They're not perfect enough to love and care for anyways. This almost sociopathic cat has found a nice place near the clans, thinking he might stay in this area for awhile. The loner knows nothing about the clans' existence, only knowing of the odd smells in the forest that he's passed by before. The tom seems to not care about these smells though, knowing he's found a great place to live. Seeing how he's near a twolegplace, there are many shiny things for him to collect and seeing how there's a river there's many smooth pebbles for him to. The prey there for him is also in abundance at this time of year. Xerxes thinks he's found some place to stay for the rest of his days. Sure, not many perfect cats are around for him to become friends with but it seems like there's an abundance of cats for him to use for his own manners. One day, Xerxes meets another loner. He's not too fond of them seeing how they'll never look and be as great as him, and Xerxes already plans to use this cat for when he needs them. Keeping on his fake personality of kindness, the cat stays his friend and one day they ask him if he's had a run in with the clans. Of course, Xerxes has no idea about the clans. He's never needed to go into their territory. So, saying no, Xerxes asks more out of curiosity. The cat then tells them almost everything about the clans that they know. Though, one thing sparks a sudden interest in Xerxes; the fact that clans are led by one cat and one cat only. He stops the cat to ask more about these leaders and the cat tells him of things he could never imagine. The clan follows the leader's say, their word rule, the leaders somehow gain nine lives, so many cats look up to their position. At this moment, Xerxes knows what he wants and he wont stop until he gets it. The dark-colored loner wants this position of power and he know's he should be the only one holding this power. Of course, because he's the most perfect cat around and no one could be better than him in that position. Soon, Xerxes' attitude changes around the cat that was once his "friend". He's uncaring, dark, and mean. Xerxes' had used up what he needed from the cat so this other loner was useless to him. This drives the loner away on their own.

♚ I'm taking back the crown. ♚

Xerxes' soon figures out how the territory is split into parts, each clan owning their own space. The loner figures that the clans will chase him from the territory if he seems like a threat, so he puts on the act once again. Bracing himself for what might be the longest he's gone without his true nature, Xerxes' enters one of the territories. He doesn't know that this territory belongs to the one and only WindClan, but he does understand that it belongs to a clan with a ranking status and that's all he needs. Wandering the moors of WindClan, the loner is soon found by a WindClan patrol. These cats are relatively nice enough to not start attacking Xerxes and ask what he's doing. Xerxes, in his kindest and fakest act, tells the patrol that he heard about the clans and wants to join one. He acts terribly excited and happy about the thought of becoming a warrior like these cats, and the patrol buys it. Seeing how any clan could always do with another cat, they bring him across the territory and into the camp. The patrol goes to speak with Blazingstar about this and Xerxes manages to keep his cool. Once in the leader's den, Xerxes keeps looking around as he knows one day this will be his den. It must be. Of course, the nice act Xerxes' has put on allows Blazingstar to lower his guard enough to allow the loner into the clan as a warrior, seeing how Xerxes is an older loner with the basic skills of fighting and hunting. Xerxes stays in the camp for a few days without his ceremony so he can learn the basics of clan life, and also to make sure he's not up to no good. Of course, he keeps up his act and finds it easy to integrate into WindClan in just those few days. His acting and fake personality makes the other cats comfortable around him, there's still skeptical cats but at least no one expects Xerxes is who he really is.

♚ Dress me up and watch me die. ♚

Soon, Xerxes' ceremony comes and Blazingstar is going to give him his warrior name. This loner will officially become a WindClanner. Though, Xerxes gets a little disgusted at the fact that he'd have to change his name. His mother gave him that name anyways, and he's the one and only Xerxes The Great. As Blazingstar gives him a new name, Xerxes outright interrupts the leader's words and asks as nicely as he can as if he can keep his name. Though, he will persist if anyone says otherwise. This is a sign of something being up with Xerxes, as he wanted to join the clan but doesn't want to change his name. The full disrespect of interrupting Blazingstar and a ceremony is overlooked by Xerxes as he outright doesn't care. Though, he puts it as he's a loner and wasn't sure that he was supposed to do that. Xerxes does get to keep his name, and he's glad about that. The, now former, loner instantly gets involved in patrols and things around the clan, getting on the good side of everyone but only caring about the thoughts of one other cat. Xerxes only really cares for Blazingstar at this moment, as he is the current leader of this clan and needs to get on his good side if he possibly wants to rule over WindClan one day. Working his hardest, or at least faking the hard work, Xerxes takes it upon himself to talk to Blazingstar almost daily. The new WindClanner takes up an even nicer personality, putting it out there that he wants to be friends with the WindClan leader. Even if it's lowkey. It's almost like Xerxes was an excited kit who looked up to the leader of his clan. Though, that would be farthest from the truth. Xerxes plan would be to become best friends with Blazingstar, using him to climb the ranks. Though, a cat has been watching Xerxes. This cat notices how Xerxes is towards Blazingstar, but doesn't know if this new cat was a danger to the leader or not. Xerxes continues to put up this act, but he ends up on a one-on-one patrol with this other cat. He keeps up the act through the patrol and soon this cat lowers their guard. Xerxes calls this a close one and slowly starts to make his act better.

♚ Heroes always get remembered, but you know legends never die. ♚

Xerxes has been in WindClan for a while now though, it hasn't been for nothing. He's made "friends" and has been keeping their potential for usage close to him. Xerxes has become known in the clan, and the slight status of people caring that he exists boosts his already big ego and starts to make him think that he's better than he already is. Of course, no cat can be that great but it isn't stopping Xerxes from knowing he's the best. This boost in ego just allows Xerxes to start doing more things around the clan so he can get more of that high from the feeling of being respected and praised for being the best. The tom begins working harder, talking to more cats, and most of all keeps trying to develop that relationship with Blazingstar. Xerxes knows what he came here for and he's not going to stop trying to reach for that goal. Though, he's going to try and become the most perfect warrior on the side of course. Now, this leaves room for a new cat to be skeptical of Xerxes. Seeing how he's quickly climbed status due to his handsome charm and "nice" personality, it's alarming. Sure, it could happen, but Xerxes was a loner. Why would everyone like him? Well, that's what the thinking of this new cat has become. Xerxes doesn't exactly notice that this cat is skeptical of him, so he keeps doing what he's doing. Though, he makes "friends" with this cat and they watch him closely for awhile. Xerxes isn't exactly alarmed of this cat, as they don't show any reason for him to be. Even if he knew, he most likely wouldn't care anyways. Xerxes has a lot of WindClan on his side and the majority usually wins things. Being friends with other WindClanners has opened Xerxes up to the other "evil" warriors in the clan left over from the past Evil Era. He's slowly allowed a part of his real personality to show around some select cats like this, ones he thinks could help him out or at least not tell anyone about his secrets and vouch for him if something ever happens. Of course, having a bunch of evil and power hungry cats together as "friends" is never a good thing; for both the evil cats and the others around them.

♚ So close I can taste it. ♚

Xerxes has made close enough friends with Blazingstar at this point with the help of his new "friends", though he still isn't close enough. Blazingstar would have to be gone and Xerxes would depend on the deputy choosing him as deputy, or Xerxes would have to wait for Blazingstar to need a new deputy. Seeing how the former loner can't exactly choose either of these at the moment, he waits longer. He continues to try and keep up this act that has just gotten old for him. He's never gone this long without having days of him just being himself and its starting to take a slight toll on him. His act is gaining holes in the barricade that shielded who he really was from WindClan. It may not be exactly noticeable, but Xerxes begins to snap at people. The tom blames it on stress and apologizes against his will and most seem to accept it. Though, the two cats that were once skeptical of Xerxes before notice this. These two cats have sort of gotten to know each other in the time it's taken for Xerxes to get this far. These two cats fuel each other's skepticism for the former loner, giving Xerxes a problem that he has no idea exists. These two cats know they cant just accuse Xerxes of anything though, so they try to get closer to him to see if they find anything out. Still, it's a problem as almost all of Xerxes' life has been hiding who he is and what he does. It's also hard for them seeing how Xerxes doesn't view them as useable, they don't have purpose for him. Of course, this doesn't stop the two loyal WindClanners from watching Xerxes. The former loner could be a threat, especially seeing how close he's gotten to Blazingstar and the hearts of other warriors.

♚ I see what's mine and take it. ♚

Xerxes is still waiting out his plan, trying to see if anything happens that will help him out. Something does happen, but it's not something that will help Xerxes. One of the other cats considered evil, one that had become Xerxes' friend, suddenly betrays him and teams up with the two loyal warriors who were skeptical of him. This cat realized that Xerxes as leader wouldn't be good, as they would rather be leader than this former loner. Still, the tom has no idea what's going on and starts to scheme up more plans to take the figurative crown from Blazingstar. Of course, the plans would take awhile, just like this act has taken, but Xerxes is tired of this nice act and just wants power as soon as possible. Not knowing about the betrayal yet, Xerxes tells his group about possible plans to get his spot as leader and in turn accidentally blurts out all of this to the one cat who's betrayed him. Nothing's horrible yet, as no one decides to strike first. It's almost like a complete stand still. Though, after a bit, Xerxes is the first to strike in a sense. The tom has decided he's going to get some more points in with Blazingstar and goes to the leader's den. Though, once he's in there is when the other three cats strike next. They decide to follow Xerxes into the leader's den and blurt out everything Xerxes has been working on to the WindClan leader. The things these three cats say are so detailed that the evidence is weighted all against Xerxes. The tom can't believe he was betrayed and in a rare fit of panic for losing all that he's been working on, Xerxes tries to attack Blazingstar and the other three cats. His sudden plan is to take all of Blazingstar's lives and the lives of the other three. Of course, three against one is an unfair and stupid fight and the lash out is enough evidence for Blazingstar to realize who Xerxes really is. All that time spent in WindClan was for nothing, Xerxes' plan had failed.

♚ Dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight. ♚

It's instantly decided that Xerxes needs to be exiled from WindClan, forever of course. The tom is dragged to the WindClan Breezerock and held down by the two once skeptical, now knowing, cats and the other who betrayed Xerxes' rare gift of trust and care. Of course, there should be a bit of confusion at this. Why would this cat we all know and care for be held down under the Breezerock as he snaps at the cats holding him? Though, the situation is explained by Blazingstar and things clear up. Put everything together and it's almost clear that Xerxes was planning this all along. The tom is exiled from WindClan, shouting the whole way he's chased off. Who would have thought, that a plan so carefully dragged out could fail so easily? Though, Xerxes is still out there and it's not like him to leave a threat unfinished.

♚ Finders keepers, losers weepers. ♚

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out of order lyrics are from Emperor's New Clothes by Panic! At The Disco

mmm that was long haha took me like four hours to type up so i really hope people join
this is for my evil gay boi Xerxes because i love him and i'm hyped
his character site is here (http://alwayscravingdeath.weebly.com/xerxes.html)
it all takes place in WindClan btw

i hope you like this plot i worked really hard on it aaa

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-Plot News-
-the other loner role won't be rped out as much, as i've sorta just took what i could take
Xerxes will be in a small rp and be told about the clans by woly's character Bendy
-the plot has technically started!
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-Key-
Needed Now - Too Many Applications At The Moment - Would be Nice - All Roles Taken
don't let this falter you from applying for a role! if you have a cat that you think would work for the spot please apply with them!

-Needed Roles-
Other Loner [1/1] - Bendy - woly
WindClan Patrol [2/2] - Cinnamonpaw; Runningheart - Pathos; Lilly
Skeptical Cat 1 [1/1] - Moonpaw - Lilly
Xerxes' New "Friends" [1/2] - Surgestorm - Zero to Hero
Xerxes' "Evil" Friends [2/3] - Thrushflight; Caramelblood - Suspiciousmindz; Trashy Sky
Skeptical Cat 2 [0/1]
Betrayal Cat [0/1]
WindClan Leader [1/1] - Blazingstar - Suspiciousmindz

-Extra Roles-
Extra WindClan Patrol Members [0/2]
Extra "Friends" [0/3]
Extra "Evil" Friends [1/3] - Onyx - bad company

keep in mind that others can rp with Xerxes! he'll be pretty active around WindClan! these are just for cats that are close to Xerxes in some way.
all roles are in WindClan, other than the loner and extra friends.
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-Form-
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Clan/Affiliation:
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Personality:
Role:
Other:
Roleplay Example:
Activeness Level:

*i've got permission from sus to do all of this!*

[ameko]

Name:
Cinnamonpaw (http://what-a-tragedy.weebly.com/cinnamon.html)
Age:
10 moons
Gender:
Male [cis]
Clan/Affiliation:
WindClan
Sexuality:
Questioning
Appearance:
ref 1 (http://what-a-tragedy.weebly.com/uploads/8/6/6/2/86620624/come-scegliere-il-gatto-adatto-alla-tua-personalita-381bio1521alta_orig.jpg) - ref 2 (http://what-a-tragedy.weebly.com/uploads/8/6/6/2/86620624/candleflicker_3_orig.jpg) - ref 3 (http://what-a-tragedy.weebly.com/uploads/8/6/6/2/86620624/fmyek7b_orig.png) [credit to paxil]
although he may look it, he's not the runt of the litter [and he'll get offended if you even imply that he was]. cinnamonpaw is a medium-furred, generally orange-looking somali with a tail that slowly fades to black as it reaches the tip. he has a darker orange stripe that runs from his forehead and along his spine to his tail. white is dusted on his chest and the insides of his legs, and his are the color of citrine, a pretty yellow-orange.
Personality:
​[ risky - independent - honest ]
[ sensitive - easily influenced - wants to fight you ]
cinnamonpaw is a daring tom who holds almost no regard for what anybody else thinks [except when it's about him]. his personality is fiery, leaving him with loads of energy. he is often seen to be poking his nose into anybody and everybody's business to see if anyone's talking bad about him or a friend, but his ebullience may not be all positive, however, as it makes cinnamon feel that his way of thinking is how everybody should think and feel. he doesn't care in the slightest about starclan or any such ancestors and thinks that belief in them makes you weak, as he is an independent tom who feels that he doesn't need anyone taking care of him. of course, he also happens to be very open, choosing to display everything that he's feeling right on his face for everyone to see. as a result, he has no idea how to shield his feelings and can be rather sensitive when someone talks bad about him. he also has anger issues, which is definitely not a good combination. if anyone manages to get past his layer of defense and into his group of friends, he will die for them in a heartbeat. friends do not come easily to this tom, and he knows when to cherish the idea of it. however, cinnamonpaw is easily influenced, and he's sure to struggle with where his loyalties lie later in the future.
Role:
WindClan Patrol
Other:
N/A
Roleplay Example:
Here (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=224926&postcount=783) & Here (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=225137&postcount=1853)
Activeness Level:
3-4/10 Weekdays, 8-9/10 Weekends

[Momotaro]

Name: Redstrike; http://stormscharries.weebly.com/redstrike.html
Age:
Gender:
Clan/Affiliation: Windclan.
Sexuality: Gay.
Appearance:
Personality:
Role: Skeptical cat 1 or 2
Other:
Roleplay Example: Spottedsong shuffled uncomfortably, "Well, there are stories of a kittypet becoming leader, so I think it would be OK..." The golden she-cat wasn't sure though, she had lived most of her life in the EE. Spottedsong had no idea about Gyrewinds views. "Maybe I could wander into a badger den and you could save me? Thunderclan would surely accept you..." She flicked her tail, she hated how she had to meet Briar in secret. But her reputation was at stake. She put her tail carefully on shoulder, trying to comfort him. Spottedsong knew he hated tunnels, and for that she felt all to guilty.

Spottedsong smiled shyly as he complemented her catch; a rare sight to see normally, but a common one when she was with Briar. She watched in awe at his climbing abilities. The she-cat had never been one for heights, she preferred the ground. "Your great at climbing... I'm not for it as much...." She saddened as their conversation turned to her, she licked her pelt nervously, "Everything's fine!" She said it all to quickly though. In Thunderclan she had many sleepless nights, worrying about Briar; Spottedsongs greatest worry was a Thunderclan Tom that she was sure was in love with her. She didn't want to reject him, but in her heart she knew that he was not the one.

She sighed, and decided to be honest, "A Thunderclan Tom wants to be my mate, but I don't love him, and I don't want to see him heartbroken. What should I do! There's also you; sleeping out in the cold, half starved and with no medicine cat!"
Activeness Level: a 7\10

[monfang]

Name: Onyx (http://untameable.weebly.com/onyx.html)
Gender: Male
Clan/Affiliation: Syndicate
Sexuality: on site
Appearance: on site
Personality: on site
Role: Friend
Other: dunno
Roleplay Example: must i?
Activeness Level: 11.16 ppd

[Trashy Sky]

Name: Onyx (http://untameable.weebly.com/onyx.html)
Gender: Male
Clan/Affiliation: Syndicate
Sexuality: on site
Appearance: on site
Personality: on site
Role: Friend
Other: dunno
Roleplay Example: must i?
Activeness Level: 11.16 ppd
Onyx would most likely be an extra friend in the background, one that Xerxes sometimes speaks to near borders or on the outskirts
seeing how he's not in the clan, he won't have much of a space in the plot though
and i'd like for an rp example seeing how we've never rp'ed from what i remember but i can just look up posts if you want me to

[Trashy Sky]

Name:
Cinnamonpaw (http://what-a-tragedy.weebly.com/cinnamon.html)
Age:
10 moons
Gender:
Male [cis]
Clan/Affiliation:
WindClan
Sexuality:
Questioning
Appearance:
ref 1 (http://what-a-tragedy.weebly.com/uploads/8/6/6/2/86620624/come-scegliere-il-gatto-adatto-alla-tua-personalita-381bio1521alta_orig.jpg) - ref 2 (http://what-a-tragedy.weebly.com/uploads/8/6/6/2/86620624/candleflicker_3_orig.jpg) - ref 3 (http://what-a-tragedy.weebly.com/uploads/8/6/6/2/86620624/fmyek7b_orig.png) [credit to paxil]
although he may look it, he's not the runt of the litter [and he'll get offended if you even imply that he was]. cinnamonpaw is a medium-furred, generally orange-looking somali with a tail that slowly fades to black as it reaches the tip. he has a darker orange stripe that runs from his forehead and along his spine to his tail. white is dusted on his chest and the insides of his legs, and his are the color of citrine, a pretty yellow-orange.
Personality:
​[ risky - independent - honest ]
[ sensitive - easily influenced - wants to fight you ]
cinnamonpaw is a daring tom who holds almost no regard for what anybody else thinks [except when it's about him]. his personality is fiery, leaving him with loads of energy. he is often seen to be poking his nose into anybody and everybody's business to see if anyone's talking bad about him or a friend, but his ebullience may not be all positive, however, as it makes cinnamon feel that his way of thinking is how everybody should think and feel. he doesn't care in the slightest about starclan or any such ancestors and thinks that belief in them makes you weak, as he is an independent tom who feels that he doesn't need anyone taking care of him. of course, he also happens to be very open, choosing to display everything that he's feeling right on his face for everyone to see. as a result, he has no idea how to shield his feelings and can be rather sensitive when someone talks bad about him. he also has anger issues, which is definitely not a good combination. if anyone manages to get past his layer of defense and into his group of friends, he will die for them in a heartbeat. friends do not come easily to this tom, and he knows when to cherish the idea of it. however, cinnamonpaw is easily influenced, and he's sure to struggle with where his loyalties lie later in the future.
Role:
WindClan Patrol
Other:
N/A
Roleplay Example:
Here (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=224926&postcount=783) & Here (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=225137&postcount=1853)
Activeness Level:
3-4/10 Weekdays, 8-9/10 Weekends
accepted! c:

[monfang]

Onyx would most likely be an extra friend in the background, one that Xerxes sometimes speaks to near borders or on the outskirts
seeing how he's not in the clan, he won't have much of a space in the plot though
and i'd like for an rp example seeing how we've never rp'ed from what i remember but i can just look up posts if you want me to
thats fine. blazing and him are enemies so like

also here (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=186437#post186437) is my rp example

[Trashy Sky]

thats fine. blazing and him are enemies so like

also here (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=186437#post186437) is my rp example
ah mkay
also is he a normal friend or one of the friends Xerxes shows his other side to? aaa

[monfang]

ah mkay
also is he a normal friend or one of the friends Xerxes shows his other side to? aaa
i honestly dont care, its you plot i just wanted onyx a part of a plot again

[Trashy Sky]

i honestly dont care, its you plot i just wanted onyx a part of a plot again
ah okay
i'll put him as a cat Xerxes shows his other side to, seeing how I think they wouldn't work out if Xerxes didn't
accepted

[Empress Of Evil]

Name: Caracalpaw
Age: 8 moons
Gender: Female
Clan/Affiliation: WindClan
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance: Here (http://empressoesocs.weebly.com/caracalpaw.html)
Personality: In link above
Role: Skeptical cat 1 or 2
Other: Nada
Roleplay Example: Bloop (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=225268&postcount=1034)
Activeness Level: 8-9/10

Trashy Sky
hope you don't mind that I changed my cat

[Trashy Sky]

this is a bump plus i'm gonna tell you what roles i'll be choosing first so it doesn't look like i'm skipping over forms!

The WindClan Patrol roles will almost always be first come, first serve as the role isn't that important

Xerxes' "Friends" will be next as they also aren't too important, but are needed in the plot*

Xerxes' "Evil" Friends are next in line as they know about Xerxes' true nature but aren't all that important either*

The Other Loner is next as they are pretty important but don't have to be a certain type of cat to be chosen

Skeptical Cat 1 and 2 will be chosen next to last as they are pretty important and both have a long lasting role against Xerxes, even if it is in the background

Betrayal Cat will be chosen almost last as they have to be a certain type of cat to fit the role, being hidden in evil ways but also ready to betray Xerxes for their own wants

note that this doesn't mean i'll not choose your form if you're early, if something fits the part i'll most likely choose them
*these count for extra roles too

[Trashy Sky]

bump! c:

[SuspiciousMindz]

*applies Thrushflight for evil friend*


That is all.

[Trashy Sky]

*applies Thrushflight for evil friend*


That is all.
psh
accepted thats for sure

[AbsurdJinx]

Name: Fawnskip (http://siteofjinx.weebly.com/fawn.html)
Age: 29 Moons
Gender: Female [she/her]
Clan/Affiliation: WindClan
Sexuality: Panromantic Pansexual
Appearance: here (http://siteofjinx.weebly.com/uploads/7/4/8/4/74848219/1_26_orig.jpg)
Personality:
Charming; Independent; Loyal;
Reserved; Sarcastic; Stubborn;
Deceitful; Fiery; Willful;
Role: Skeptical Cat 1
Other: Fawnskip could flirt with Xerxes on their patrol, and then he can flirt back, and she'll be all `he's kewl`
Roleplay Example: here (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=213515&postcount=1372)
Activeness Level: 7/10

[Trashy Sky]

Name: Fawnskip (http://siteofjinx.weebly.com/fawn.html)
Age: 29 Moons
Gender: Female [she/her]
Clan/Affiliation: WindClan
Sexuality: Panromantic Pansexual
Appearance: here (http://siteofjinx.weebly.com/uploads/7/4/8/4/74848219/1_26_orig.jpg)
Personality:
Charming; Independent; Loyal;
Reserved; Sarcastic; Stubborn;
Deceitful; Fiery; Willful;
Role: Skeptical Cat 1
Other: Fawnskip could flirt with Xerxes on their patrol, and then he can flirt back, and she'll be all `he's kewl`
Roleplay Example: here (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=213515&postcount=1372)
Activeness Level: 7/10

the problem with your idea is that Xerxes is really gay, and only puts energy into the most perfect of cats hah
but i'll look into your character otherwise

[Spirit]

Name: Ferretpaw (http://testingitoutcatsofspirit.weebly.com/ferretpaw.html)

Age: 6 moons

Role: Skeptical cat 1 or 2

Other: Putting Winterwisp and Ferretpaw together would be perfect combo - Sisters but kind of hating each other, so this might bring them closer

Moondancer peered around at all her lovely kits, and finally a non-forced smile spread across her lips.
Maybe being a queen again won't be that bad.. With all these lovelies to spend time with, and my mother in here as well.. I need some relaxing days.. I'll be fine.. Right?
The egyptian mau sighed lightly, before looking around at all the kits swirling around her. Noticing that Mothkit seemed to still be asleep, she decided to wait for her last son to wake up before giving them the news. She was mixed in her thoughts about how they would feel about those news. Maybe they would feel ashamed from their mother being ripped off a rank like this.. She feared that. She did not want to come off as a bad mother, and she already felt she had done so by not spending time with her kits. When she thought deeper about it, the demotion had done her more good than it had done bad. It had been a short three moons as deputy, and in those three moons, she had worked too hard. Harder than any deputy she had seen, if she should say so herself.
Peering over as Pearlkit seemed to settle down a little away from the others, Moondancer reached over and gently grasped her daughter by the neck, carrying Pearlkit over to her belly. "There we go, my love." She said kindly, and gave the small she-kit a few licks, checking if everything was alright with her mute daughter. She had figured it out lately. Pearlkit had never said a word, and didn't seem to be able to. But that didn't make Moondancer love her any less. She just hoped she would be able to learn how to understand her daughter's body language well enough to have a conversation with her. They would figure something out.. Right?
She hoped to from now on, be able to feed her own kittens by herself, and be able to play with them. She was hoping not to leave the nursery again before they became apprentices, and she knew she would be the first out and cheering loudly at them as they got their mentors. Oh dear, mentors.. Even though Moondancer had only spent about an hour with her kittens a day, she felt she had grown somewhat close to them. She prayed to StarClan that their mentors would be kind and understanding, especially Pearlkit's. She herself would find it a bit difficult, being given the task of mentoring a cat that could not speak, could not give questions. Even Silentkit was capable of doing so, as long as he wanted to. She felt that Mothkit, Speckledkit and Mintkit would have no problems with their mentors. They were all well spoken and energized whenever their moods were high.
As Ocelotpath entered the den, Moondancer's smile returned even wider. She knew she had not been able to spend much time with her mate, and hated herself for that as well. He deserved to have some time with her, but she had pushed him aside the last two months, in fear it might go out over her duties.
"Morning dear.. How are you doing?" She asked, feeling slightly awkward. She didn't know what to say! What was that for a kind of relationship with a mate.. They used to be close and everything, but deputy duties had almost stopped them.
The thought about taking a walk in the territory popped up in her mind again. It would both be good for Moondancer and Ocelotpath to get out and have some fun times again, but also for the kits to explore. And as long as they had their parents with them, they wouldn't get hurt.. Right? Moondancer was sure she'd keep an eye on them, and she had a feeling atleast two of them would keep close to her.

Activeness Level: 6-8/10

[Trashy Sky]

aaaa bump!!

[Trashy Sky]

another bump
once the role of other loner is filled the plot will technically be starting

[Reverie]

Name: Hollowphantom
Age: 30 moons
Gender: Female (she/her)
Clan/Affiliation: WC
Sexuality: Homoromantic Bisexual
Appearance: White she-cat with one black paw.
Personality: [dismal] [lethal] [deadly] [best to stay away from] [sociopath]
Role: Xerxes' "evil Friend"
Other: She has Hyperdontia (A speech impediment,)
Roleplay Example: Hollowphantom. The name that scared every cat. She was back. Poison. Bloodshed. It's what the femme was known for, was it not? Rapturing every cat in sight, minus her good friends, at least, what she thought were good friends. "Not everyone is good", that's what she had to remind herself. Some would call her a sociopath, but she called it normal. Besides, isn't every cat a little evil sometimes? Ruthless blood, it ran through her family. Ever since kithood she's been this way, thursted for blood, she wanted every cat's blood, it seemed, and even the slowest of times couldn't expect her movements; she was like a python, slithering, her eyes darting over you like poison, words covering you like a veil, a veil of murder. A veil of lies. Lies, lies, lies. It's what she did best. Though she acted innocent, wasn't it clear how she got away with it so many times? She begged. Begged. Begged and begged. It's not like a cat like Hollowphantom could trick someone that easily, right? Well, she could. And she has. Oh, so many times, it's unbelievable she made it this far.
Activeness Level: 9 1/2-10

[Bramblemask973]

Name: Paintedwing (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=118969#post118969)
Age: 59 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Clan/Affiliation: Formerly RiverClan
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance: Calico and white she-cat with bright green eyes.
Personality: Paintedwing has always been something of a mother to all cats. She doesn't like seeing anyone in pain or fear and will do her best to fix it. She will defend who she cares about with tooth and claw, and isn't afraid to make sure her enemies run away with new scars to remember her by. But she takes betrayals to heart; the betrayal and death of her mate made her lose all faith in her Clan, and she has turned to the life of a loner, leaving her kits behind to be cared for and protected by the Clan.
Role: Other Loner
Other: Haven't been the most active because of finals but since they just ended, I'll be on most of the time now.
Roleplay Example:
He's gone.
Pain shot up Paintedwing's leg with every step. Her torn pad was searing, but she wasn't stopping to lick out the grit stuck in the cut. The pain of her mate's death was far worse. Forget his death... what he'd done to her kits was far worse. He could have just said he didn't want them, he could have just said he didn't want to be known as the father. But now... everything had gone so wrong. Had the kits really been too much?
Her kits. StarClan knew she didn't want to leave them behind. But she couldn't take them with her. The Clan would take care of them; they would grow to be strong, fierce warriors. She knew they would make her proud, even if she wasn't there to see. Bringing such young cats out on a self-exile like this would just be cruel. She couldn't do that to them. She wouldn't be able to explain the blood over her paws and muzzle, the gashes over her side. How could she? How could she have told them? There was no way.
Tail quivering, Paintedwing kept her paws going, not looking back to the territory and everything she was leaving behind.

Activeness Level: Now that finals are over, around a 7

[Trashy Sky]

bump!

[spade]

I'll throw my babs in here, why not c:

Name:
Moonpaw
Age:
9 Moons
Gender:
She-cat
Clan/Affiliation:
WindClan
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Appearance:
With a mixture of white and black fur, it’s no wonder this she-cat was given the prefix of ‘moon’. The base coloring she has is astoundingly white, matching the snow that falls in leaf-bare, with tiger-like black stripes crossing her back and ending around her ribcage. Her chest is covered in black fur, and her left foreleg is coated in a black "sock". Around her face, there are black markings which surround her eyes, a stark contrast to their crystal blue color. Dotted throughout her fur and on her forehead are random black splotches that started out as a dark gray, but turned black as she grew. Her fur is sleek and short, her limbs long and wiry from being raised in WindClan. Her build is that of a slender one, albeit as she grows older she will begin to fill out more definition-wise. Her head is round with small, pointy ears that have very faint gray wisps of fur sticking out from their base. She had a long tail that sort of fluffs out at the end, but not as much as her mother’s does. Ever since the attack, however, she only has one of her brilliant blue eyes left. The other, formerly a gaping socket, is now shut tight with a large scar over it. The ear above the eye is completely tattered, straining the she-cat's hearing abilities as well. Aside from her face, the rest of her is relatively untouched, as Blazingstar has not allowed her into any battles; real or practice.
Personality:
From the moment she was first born, Moon has always been a curious little kit. She loved learning about any and everything, and always enjoyed spending time hearing stories about the old tunnels that her parents grew up in. Her mind is like a sponge, always soaking up new information that she sometimes regurgitates to her friends – even if they don’t want to listen. She is quite friendly and loves to make new friends, but can be slightly cautious of others. She has a good intuition when it comes to other cats, and can usually tell if someone is not who they say they are. Her favorite time of day is the night time, and loves to spend hours upon hours staring up at the moon. This trait continued into her apprenticeship, contributing to her name going from Moonpaw to Moonchaser. As she grew older, she became a bit more calm, but was still friendly and kind to every cat she came across. She doesn’t often just hand her respect out, as she sees that as something that has to be earned.
Role:
Skeptical Cat 1 or 2
Other:
She has always had a good eye (lol pun not intended) for reading people, and sensing certain vibes, so that would assist her with seeing the truth behind Xerxes?
Roleplay Example:
I tend to get more focused and detailed with Moonpaw since she's my main bab c:
The noise from the others arriving seemed muffled and distant, and the only thing Moonpaw could see right now was her best friend. Tawnypaw. Weeping, uncontrollably, over her physically motionless body. For some unknown reason, it made her heart ache, and tears stung at the corners of her eyes. A shiver passed through her spine and she blinked, trying to suck the tears back into where they had come from. "Tawnypaw, I..." she began, but couldn't finish the sentence. Instead, she padded over and sunk down beside her friend, wrapping her body around her as best she could and resting her tail over her back. By now, she knew that her friend wouldn't be able to see her, but at least she might feel some presence. That's all the black and white apprentice really wanted to do, was to console her crying friend. She hadn't realized just how much she cared for the feline until now, and upon staring at her, thin shoulders shivering with each whimper, Moonpaw had a strong urge to reach out and lick down a stray strand of fur and tell her that everything was going to be alright.
Before she could move, she heard a conversation going on between Blazingstar, Spireflare, and Fireflare. They were going to move her back to camp. A chill swept over her as she felt a weird sensation, then turned to look at the three. They were maneuvering her body onto their shared three backs. It made her feel queasy, although she couldn't see the remnants of her face. For not the first time since arriving back here, Moonpaw didn't necessarly want to be watched over by Surgestorm, like Blazingstar had proposed. She didn't want to cause her uncle that much grief. It was pointless to try and fight any of them though since they could not see her. Wearily, she untangled herself from Tawnypaw and padded forward, ahead enough to where she could look to her left and see Blazingstorm's face. He looked pained, and she wasn't sure if it was from the physical demand of the situation, or the emotional and mental nightmare this must be putting him through as their new leader. "I'm sorry..." she whispered, feeling ashamed.
She couldn't watch her friend suffer anymore. Not carrying for once if she woke up or not, the starry furred Moonpaw ran off, sprinting across the grasslands. Tears flowed freely from both eyes now, and soon she found herself in a tiny little wild flower garden. It was so pretty here. Everything seemed perfect, and all the flowers surrounded her with a sensational smell. I want to stay here forever, she though as she padded slowly between the color scenery, sniffling a little as her tears subsided - for now. A sudden peace came over her, and she felt as though she were ready to leave. Leave and reunite with her mother in StarClan. But she remembered Birdflight's words: It's not your time, Moonpaw.
It would be hard to wake up. To go on. Moonpaw didn't want to face the whispers and stares that would accompany her when the others saw her face. She didn't want to upset Winterwisp, or cause Surgestorm or Leopardpaw any grief or trouble. She knew that by now they were most likely worried that she hadn't come back. She trembled at the though of her uncle trying to save her. What if he failed? What if she died right now? "Please let him be able to save me. I don't want him to think this is hiw fault," she murmured, turning her face skyward as she searched the gloomy sky above her. It had grow considerably darker since her and Tawnypaw had first ventured out into the territory. Now, giant storm clouds seemed to be rolling over, and a drop of rain splattered on her nose. It was as if the sky was weeping for her, and a boiling rage burned inside Moonpaw. This shouldn't have happened. "I need to at least try to warn Surgestorm and Leopardpaw," she muttered determinedly. With that, she turned tail and took off towards the medicine den, moving just as fast as her legs would take her.
Activeness Level:
I'm assuming this is PPD? That's 1.68 and climbing!

***

I also have Runningheart for the patrol if you would like!

Name:
Runningheart
Age:
30 Moons
Gender:
Tom
Clan/Affiliation:
WindClan
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Appearance:
With long limbs and a long flank, it's easy to see why he was given the prefix of 'Running'. Runningheart was born with unusually long limbs as a kit that he grew into as he matured and filled out his lean frame. He isn't very muscular at all in how the typical word is used, but what he lacks in brute strength, he makes up for in speed. He has short-to-medium thick fur that's pure white - just like the snow he was born in. His face narrows towards his mouth, which he took after his father. The tom is undeniably handsome, although he's very humble about it and gets nervous when people comment on it. His eyes are the color of a blue greenleaf sky, with flecks of darker blue in their depths - kind of like clouds floating by. His tail is long and fluffy at the end, which sweeps like plume across the floor when it drags behind him - which is rare, since Runningheart never lets himself appear sad or distraught.
Personality:
Kind, caring, loyal, and swift to defend those he cares about, Runningheart is one of the most noble cats in WindClan, despite him being such a new warrior. He is wise beyond his years, and tends to speak and act like it. The tom is extremely mature for his young age, and isn't interested in the shenanigans that his brother, Fourstripes, is interested in. He prefers to lead a quite life and be the best warrior that WindClan has ever had. He is extremely protective of those he cares about and tends to jump to their defense when they're attacked. Despite his being well known in WindClan, and seem as a level-headed warrior, Runningheart can become quite flustered if pounded with too many tasks. He doesn't multitask very well, and tends to have a bit of a one track mind when it comes to, well, everything. He can focus intently on one thing at a time, and tries to take on multiple duties, but it sometimes ends in disaster. He tries his best to be there for those who need him, and most times put his own needs on the back burner in favor of those who need his help - which can ultimately be disastrous as well.
Role:
WindClan Patrol Cat
Other:
Nope!
Roleplay Example:
Same with Moonpaw cause I started out RPing him with Ray, which really developed his RP posts!
A soft wind flowed around both of the warriors, the stars still twinkling ahead in the night sky as the moon rose higher. Despite time consistently slipping from his paws, Runningheart felt as though everything was on pause, and the only two cats in the world right now where him and Sandgust. He thought back to the liberation, when he had rescued his friend. Then, he hadn't known about Snowypaw, and quite frankly supposed he still didn't know him now. It wasn't like the warrior had set aside the time to ask about him; it felt as though it was a touchy subject for the former RiverClan resident. His heart ached that he couldn't give her back her brother, but a part of him was selfishly glad- glad that in this upheaval of a place to call home within Sandgust's life, he had remained the one constant, and was able to be here for her now. Just as the pale furred she-cat was muddling through for a way to alleviate his sadness, so he was too to fill happiness back into her life.
As she spoke of owing it to Runningheart, the tom took that by complete surprise. He felt as though all he had aided in was the transition, the physical aspect of getting Sandgust out of RiverClan and into the safe haven that had been WindClan at the time - before the liberation had inevitably made it's way there. By that time, however, SkyClan and their forces were too strong for Singenight, and the battle had been all but pitiful. But maybe it had been more? Having been so wrapped up in his emotions, the snowy white tom must've failed to see how else he had helped his friend, the many other ways that he had provided her a home. That thought conflicted with the majority that tumbled around inside his head, and without thinking Runningheart shook it, his maw producing a slight, but realtively hoarse, chuckle. "Oh? I think I have a lot more to owe to you, Sandgust," he murmured quietly, fixating his illuminating blue eyes on her. In the wash of the moonlight, he seemed to see her different now. Almost as if she had been with him in WindClan this whole time.
His tone seemingly taking on a more hopeful one, the WindClan warrior turned his gaze to look up at the rising moon above them. It was about three quarters full, but still consistently provided a shining spotlight down on the land and it's residence below. There was a comforting silence that surrounded them now, and as the stars danced in the sky that stretched overhead, Runningheart felt a moment of clarity and peace fall over him. Since his brother had passed away, it was almost as if the thorns that had forged their way around his heart were breaking, and for once in his life he felt truly vulnerable - although he knew for certain that he needn't be worried about Sandgust taking advantage of that. I know you're up there, brother he thought as his face remained turned up towards the radiant night sky. In response, a few gathered bulbs of light seemed to sparkle a little brighter, increasing the already soft smile that was apparent on his face - a confirmation, he thought.
"I think everything is going to be alright." Runningheart spoke these words with a newfound sense of hope as he brought his gaze back down to his friend. Moments earlier, when he had first emerged onto the moorland territory that he called home, the warrior had been lost and distraught, not knowing if he could place his unsteady paws amongst the firm ground, for fear that it would split in two and swallow him up. Dark and stormy clouds had created a barrier between the now and the future, and nothing had seemed beautiful to him anymore. Now, though, standing underneath the wash of moonlight on a rather peaceful leaf-bare evening, the possibilities of the future seemed endless. His vision seemed to be clearer and more focused than ever. With Sangust at his side, the feeling of being able to tackle the most challenging aspects of his life ahead of him didn't seem so daunting anymore; in fact, they seemed small in comparison. With that thought encrusted within his mind, Runningheart let the smile on his face stretch wider, the depths of his water like eyes being filled ablaze with a new fire that now resided in his heart.
Activeness Level:
Same as above!

[Trashy Sky]

I also have Runningheart for the patrol if you would like!

Name:
Runningheart
Age:
30 Moons
Gender:
Tom
Clan/Affiliation:
WindClan
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Appearance:
With long limbs and a long flank, it's easy to see why he was given the prefix of 'Running'. Runningheart was born with unusually long limbs as a kit that he grew into as he matured and filled out his lean frame. He isn't very muscular at all in how the typical word is used, but what he lacks in brute strength, he makes up for in speed. He has short-to-medium thick fur that's pure white - just like the snow he was born in. His face narrows towards his mouth, which he took after his father. The tom is undeniably handsome, although he's very humble about it and gets nervous when people comment on it. His eyes are the color of a blue greenleaf sky, with flecks of darker blue in their depths - kind of like clouds floating by. His tail is long and fluffy at the end, which sweeps like plume across the floor when it drags behind him - which is rare, since Runningheart never lets himself appear sad or distraught.
Personality:
Kind, caring, loyal, and swift to defend those he cares about, Runningheart is one of the most noble cats in WindClan, despite him being such a new warrior. He is wise beyond his years, and tends to speak and act like it. The tom is extremely mature for his young age, and isn't interested in the shenanigans that his brother, Fourstripes, is interested in. He prefers to lead a quite life and be the best warrior that WindClan has ever had. He is extremely protective of those he cares about and tends to jump to their defense when they're attacked. Despite his being well known in WindClan, and seem as a level-headed warrior, Runningheart can become quite flustered if pounded with too many tasks. He doesn't multitask very well, and tends to have a bit of a one track mind when it comes to, well, everything. He can focus intently on one thing at a time, and tries to take on multiple duties, but it sometimes ends in disaster. He tries his best to be there for those who need him, and most times put his own needs on the back burner in favor of those who need his help - which can ultimately be disastrous as well.
Role:
WindClan Patrol Cat
Other:
Nope!
Roleplay Example:
Same with Moonpaw cause I started out RPing him with Ray, which really developed his RP posts!
A soft wind flowed around both of the warriors, the stars still twinkling ahead in the night sky as the moon rose higher. Despite time consistently slipping from his paws, Runningheart felt as though everything was on pause, and the only two cats in the world right now where him and Sandgust. He thought back to the liberation, when he had rescued his friend. Then, he hadn't known about Snowypaw, and quite frankly supposed he still didn't know him now. It wasn't like the warrior had set aside the time to ask about him; it felt as though it was a touchy subject for the former RiverClan resident. His heart ached that he couldn't give her back her brother, but a part of him was selfishly glad- glad that in this upheaval of a place to call home within Sandgust's life, he had remained the one constant, and was able to be here for her now. Just as the pale furred she-cat was muddling through for a way to alleviate his sadness, so he was too to fill happiness back into her life.
As she spoke of owing it to Runningheart, the tom took that by complete surprise. He felt as though all he had aided in was the transition, the physical aspect of getting Sandgust out of RiverClan and into the safe haven that had been WindClan at the time - before the liberation had inevitably made it's way there. By that time, however, SkyClan and their forces were too strong for Singenight, and the battle had been all but pitiful. But maybe it had been more? Having been so wrapped up in his emotions, the snowy white tom must've failed to see how else he had helped his friend, the many other ways that he had provided her a home. That thought conflicted with the majority that tumbled around inside his head, and without thinking Runningheart shook it, his maw producing a slight, but realtively hoarse, chuckle. "Oh? I think I have a lot more to owe to you, Sandgust," he murmured quietly, fixating his illuminating blue eyes on her. In the wash of the moonlight, he seemed to see her different now. Almost as if she had been with him in WindClan this whole time.
His tone seemingly taking on a more hopeful one, the WindClan warrior turned his gaze to look up at the rising moon above them. It was about three quarters full, but still consistently provided a shining spotlight down on the land and it's residence below. There was a comforting silence that surrounded them now, and as the stars danced in the sky that stretched overhead, Runningheart felt a moment of clarity and peace fall over him. Since his brother had passed away, it was almost as if the thorns that had forged their way around his heart were breaking, and for once in his life he felt truly vulnerable - although he knew for certain that he needn't be worried about Sandgust taking advantage of that. I know you're up there, brother he thought as his face remained turned up towards the radiant night sky. In response, a few gathered bulbs of light seemed to sparkle a little brighter, increasing the already soft smile that was apparent on his face - a confirmation, he thought.
"I think everything is going to be alright." Runningheart spoke these words with a newfound sense of hope as he brought his gaze back down to his friend. Moments earlier, when he had first emerged onto the moorland territory that he called home, the warrior had been lost and distraught, not knowing if he could place his unsteady paws amongst the firm ground, for fear that it would split in two and swallow him up. Dark and stormy clouds had created a barrier between the now and the future, and nothing had seemed beautiful to him anymore. Now, though, standing underneath the wash of moonlight on a rather peaceful leaf-bare evening, the possibilities of the future seemed endless. His vision seemed to be clearer and more focused than ever. With Sangust at his side, the feeling of being able to tackle the most challenging aspects of his life ahead of him didn't seem so daunting anymore; in fact, they seemed small in comparison. With that thought encrusted within his mind, Runningheart let the smile on his face stretch wider, the depths of his water like eyes being filled ablaze with a new fire that now resided in his heart.
Activeness Level:
Same as above!
Runningheart is accepted for now
I'll keep Moonpaw in mind!

[Trashy Sky]

uhm bump

[Trashy Sky]

I've decided to choose the role for Skeptical Cat 1!
I'll leave the role of Skeptical Cat 2 open for awhile as they come in later and I don't know if others will apply though.

The role of Skeptical Cat 1 goes to...
Lilly with Moonpaw!
I found their character to fit the spot well and it seems as if the relationship they'd have with Xerxes would fit well for the role.

Don't worry though, all the others who applied still have the role of Skeptical Cat 2 to look forward too along with three other roles to apply for if you haven't done so yet!

oh my god I got so professional there that's new

[Trashy Sky]

bump!

[Zero]

Name: Surgestorm

Age: 40 moons

Gender: Male

Clan/Affiliation: WindClan meddie

Sexuality: Unknown / not important XD

Appearance: Long-furred, pure black tom with pale yellow eyes.​

Personality: Surgestorm is a high-energy, fun-loving tom that is always trying to make people laugh and be happy. He may be a bit overwhelming sometimes, but he does know when to somber up and act serious. However, serious situations still don't put a damper on his 'glass half full' outlook on life. He hates to tell kits, or anybody really, 'no' but will do it if he can't work out a loophole. The tom gets fed up with the responsibilities of being a medicine cat occasionally and will disappear and 'secretly' go out hunting for prey. He also sometimes goes and hangs out with the apprentices, play-fighting like he is a kit still. However, if needed he won't hesitate to drop everything he is doing and come help. The tom is extremely good at being a medicine cat and will brag and boast about it without hesitation, but it is very true. He has always been good at memorization and may know the herbs better than even Zerosight.

Role: Extra "friend"

Other: Might be a good idea to win over the medicine cat just like the leader, and might make an interesting dynamic with Moonpaw as a skeptical cat.

Roleplay Example: "Only because we love you so much," Surgestorm replied only a beat after she had cried the words out. They were entirely truthful, and he knew she was aware of that as well. To be completely honest with himself, he loved her more than words could even express. There was nobody that didn't love Moonpaw, but he was completely and utterly sure there was nobody that loved her as much as he did. Surge would do anything for her. If she could switch places with her, he would do so in a heartbeat. He knew things would be extremely hard for her from now on, and he wanted to take that strain on as his own. If only I could...
Surgestorm met Moonpaw's tearful gaze, leaning forward naturally when she stepped forward, pressing his nose to her's gently. Her words seemed to shake him to the core, a mix of emotions clouding his already pretty messy face. Never be a warrior... The words echoed in his head, bringing him back to a memory where he had spoken the same phrase moons ago as an apprentice. Of course, it had been a mental struggle for him back then, not a physical struggle. However, he could still relate to Moonpaw's feelings in some sort of wierd way. Turtleback had wanted him as an apprentice. She needed me... So, he had done as asked, ignoring his own desires to be a warrior. It wasn't that he hated being a medicine cat, it was something that he liked to do, but he had always wanted to be a warrior. He had ignored those feelings for a long time, but they seemed to resurface in that moment.
A new expression seemed to appear from no where, his yellow eyes clearing a bit. "If you want to be a warrior, then I'll make it happen," Surgestorm meowed, his voice dripping with conviction. "I will use all of my knowledge and skills, and I will get you back out there with the rest of the clan. I promise you. No, not even just a promise... I give you my word." He had given up on that dream a long time ago, but there was still time for Moonpaw to obtain hers and there was no way in hell that this medicine cat wouldn't help her.
The tom pulled away a bit, giving him space to better look Moonpaw in the eye. Knowing her so well, he was able to read her expression fairly well. "You'll be okay, Moonpaw," He meowed softly, his expression softening in a way that only her eyes had seen. "I've got your back. Forever and always."

Activeness Level: Ummm, it definitely depends. I rp Surge the most so with him probably 5/10.

[Trashy Sky]

Name: Surgestorm

Age: 40 moons

Gender: Male

Clan/Affiliation: WindClan meddie

Sexuality: Unknown / not important XD

Appearance: Long-furred, pure black tom with pale yellow eyes.​

Personality: Surgestorm is a high-energy, fun-loving tom that is always trying to make people laugh and be happy. He may be a bit overwhelming sometimes, but he does know when to somber up and act serious. However, serious situations still don't put a damper on his 'glass half full' outlook on life. He hates to tell kits, or anybody really, 'no' but will do it if he can't work out a loophole. The tom gets fed up with the responsibilities of being a medicine cat occasionally and will disappear and 'secretly' go out hunting for prey. He also sometimes goes and hangs out with the apprentices, play-fighting like he is a kit still. However, if needed he won't hesitate to drop everything he is doing and come help. The tom is extremely good at being a medicine cat and will brag and boast about it without hesitation, but it is very true. He has always been good at memorization and may know the herbs better than even Zerosight.

Role: Extra "friend"

Other: Might be a good idea to win over the medicine cat just like the leader, and might make an interesting dynamic with Moonpaw as a skeptical cat.

Roleplay Example: "Only because we love you so much," Surgestorm replied only a beat after she had cried the words out. They were entirely truthful, and he knew she was aware of that as well. To be completely honest with himself, he loved her more than words could even express. There was nobody that didn't love Moonpaw, but he was completely and utterly sure there was nobody that loved her as much as he did. Surge would do anything for her. If she could switch places with her, he would do so in a heartbeat. He knew things would be extremely hard for her from now on, and he wanted to take that strain on as his own. If only I could...
Surgestorm met Moonpaw's tearful gaze, leaning forward naturally when she stepped forward, pressing his nose to her's gently. Her words seemed to shake him to the core, a mix of emotions clouding his already pretty messy face. Never be a warrior... The words echoed in his head, bringing him back to a memory where he had spoken the same phrase moons ago as an apprentice. Of course, it had been a mental struggle for him back then, not a physical struggle. However, he could still relate to Moonpaw's feelings in some sort of wierd way. Turtleback had wanted him as an apprentice. She needed me... So, he had done as asked, ignoring his own desires to be a warrior. It wasn't that he hated being a medicine cat, it was something that he liked to do, but he had always wanted to be a warrior. He had ignored those feelings for a long time, but they seemed to resurface in that moment.
A new expression seemed to appear from no where, his yellow eyes clearing a bit. "If you want to be a warrior, then I'll make it happen," Surgestorm meowed, his voice dripping with conviction. "I will use all of my knowledge and skills, and I will get you back out there with the rest of the clan. I promise you. No, not even just a promise... I give you my word." He had given up on that dream a long time ago, but there was still time for Moonpaw to obtain hers and there was no way in hell that this medicine cat wouldn't help her.
The tom pulled away a bit, giving him space to better look Moonpaw in the eye. Knowing her so well, he was able to read her expression fairly well. "You'll be okay, Moonpaw," He meowed softly, his expression softening in a way that only her eyes had seen. "I've got your back. Forever and always."

Activeness Level: Ummm, it definitely depends. I rp Surge the most so with him probably 5/10.
aaa accepted!
gotta win over the meddie too psh