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Post by Owl on Mar 23, 2015 13:28:41 GMT
There is only 6 spots left in the Coven!
As those may have already guessed, the Coven is a strictly closed group. Due to the fact it's unlike any other group out there, plus we feared our population would easily out number both the clans if this were open...
Anyways, please provide an application below in a comment on this board. Please fill this application out to the best of your knowledge, and ability. Be creative, and show off your character to make us want you!
We will NOT provide any aid to this application, so do your best!
FeralHeart Username:
Desired Character name [Human or natural based]:
Loner born, Clan born, or Coven born?
Birth place:
Reason for joining the Coven:
Special ability, talent, or skill:
Main weakness:
Age of the character:
Nationality of the character [if they are from out of country, explain how they got there]:
About the character:
Activity on a scale of 1-10:
Are you currently in another role play, if so are you a high rank?:
Please provide a role play sample of your character using his/hers skill.
Please provide a role play sample of your character facing their major weakness.
Are there any questions you have for me?
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Post by warzone1 on May 19, 2015 2:45:43 GMT
FeralHeart Username: WarZone1
Desired Character name [Human or natural based]: Cobra. Natural based I believe. He got his name by his pelt colors the brown and gold
Loner born, Clan born, or Coven born? Coven born
Birth place: Coven
Reason for joining the Coven: Birth
Special ability, talent, or skill: Decent fighter when not in a blind rage, Sociable, Strength/ endurance (Finds ease in Physically demanding activities), Playful
Main weakness: Temper, he finds it hard to control causing problems with higher ranks, Not too good at hunting, Tunnel vision (can be too focused on one thing he forgets to pay attention to his surroundings)
Age of the character: 1 year 6 months (18 moons)
Nationality of the character [if they are from out of country, explain how they got there]:
About the character: Cobra is a very sociable tom, he enjoys the company of others he can be found cracking jokes or rough housing with the other members that are around his age. He's very much a big kit and enjoys brightening up anyone's day. His parents died when he was young cause of death was unknown.
Activity on a scale of 1-10: 5
Are you currently in another role play, if so are you a high rank?: Nope
Please provide a role play sample of your character using his/hers skill.
A smirk appears on Cobras face as he crouched down in the bushes with the group of cats that couldn't have been more than 8 moons old.
"Okay so remember we have to be really quiet and we gotta to do this quick before they get in your fur." he whispered as he rolled a ball of moss and vines in and out of an ant hill nodding in approval seeing the youngins do the same. He lifted his head peaking out of the bush glancing into the den where the guards slept, his ears perked seeing 5 sleeping bodies resting comfortably.
"Perfect, now follow me and and get ready to run. They are going to wanna rip someones tail off when they wake up" he smiled before grabbing his wad of moss. The brown and gold tom made his way quickly and quietly along the outline of the den crouching low so that his stomach brushed softly against the ground. He quietly made his way through the entrance of the den and waited for his group of delinquents to follow. Once everyone was in position he flicked the tip of his tail and all the cats placed their wad of moss beside a sleeping warrior. Cobra quickly batted his moss ball angering the ants and they began to flee from the mobile nest to the pelts of resting. The tom quickly got to his paws and darted out leading the young adults from harms way. The group of them took shelter by the river participating in random conversations before hearing a choir of surprised yowls coming from camp.
"Success!" he chuckled
Please provide a role play sample of your character facing their major weakness.
A long drawn out hiss escaped Cobra as he slowly made his way towards the loners.
"Don't. Cobra I mean it stand down!" the black and white tom hissed behind him.
"You're just going to let them walk off!? Haven't we warned them enough not to come over here?" he snapped continuing to move forward ignoring the older toms orders.
"This will be the last time you all make your way over here." Unsheathing his claws the young tom began closing the distance between the strangers and himself. He focused his full attention on the group, the surrounding area quickly blurring out. Once he felt he was close enough Cobra launched himself at the cat who seemed to be the leader of the small band of loners. His eyes widen as he felt something suddenly ram into his side. Time seemed to move in slow motion as he looked over in mid air seeing the grey and white mottled pelt of Eclipse.
"Why would you....!?" his question was cut short as he landed on the hard ground sliding a few fox lengths away. Feeling the anger boiling inside him Cobra quickly got to his paws ignoring the pounding pain of his rib cage.
"Are you crazy!?" baring his canines Cobra darted over to the grey and white tom but before he could get within attacking distance he felt two more bodies slam him to the ground. Looking up he recognized the faces of two of his group members.
"That's enough Cobra just chill out!" one of the cats who pinned him down growled.
"Fine! Get off!" he hissed waiting till the weight was lifted before stalking off into the woods. The anger boiled inside of his chest as his vision started to get blurred and blotchy. He made his way to a quiet stream and laid in the shallow water letting his head float on the waters surface.
"What's wrong with me..." He sighed his vision returning to normal, the fire in his chest extinguished.
Are there any questions you have for me? None currently
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