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[Toxyk-Melodi]

THE GENERAL

Name: Moonweaver
Explanation: Her mother loved the moon and she was born under a full one, and the "weaver" came from her fascination with the way spiders weave their webs
Gender: She-cat.
Age: 26 moons
Clan: HorrorClan
Rank: Deputy? If not, warrior

THE APPEARANCE

Build:She's somewhat lanky, but has thicker fur which makes her look slightly more "filling"
Fur: Soft/light gray covers most of her body but towards her hind legs sweeps into a gray so light it appears white on first glance. Her front paws are black, as is the underbrush of her tail
Eyes: Very light yellow
Markings: Black front toes, black underbrushing of tail
Voice: I imagine she would sound kind of like Avril Lavigne
Overall: Her build is light, yet fluffy. But not too fluffy. Her fur, while it is rather long, always manages to stay fairly clean because of her grooming habits. Her eyes are a light yellow color, almost like daffodils, and are flecked with bits of darker gold. Her tail is a sweeping plume that she often uses to her advantage when necessary. Her claws are long and can penetrate easily and are all black except her left from claw which is white. She has small ears, but what she lacks there she makes up for in her stealthy and sneaky maneuvering.

THE PERSONALITY

Positive Traits:
* Good listener
* Always ready to help a fellow clan mate
* Passionate about almost everything she does
* Gifted with seeing well in the dark
* Good and creating battle strategies

Negative Traits:
* Very blunt (this can be good and bad)
* Sometimes spaces off (gets lost in thought)
* Unlike most HorrorClan cats, she can get rather aggresive but only when someone threatens those she loves

Likes:
* Love, as dorky as it sounds. Despite the harshness of the world she's currently in, she loves to watch love blossom
* Climbing, c'mon, its HorrorClan's specialty
* Dreaming, another dorky one, she dreams of a day when the clans are more peaceful
* Hunting, she has a tiny bit of bloodlust and loves hunting for her clan

Dislikes:
* Hypocrites, what else more is there to say?
* Mornings, she was named after the moon for a reason
* Blood, not that she'll faint at the sight of it, but the smell makes her eyes water and her heart ache
* Cats who aren't honest, honesty is the best policy

Fears:
* Drowning, she has nightmares of this but doesn't know why
* Water, obviously, like about. She hates water, but loves rain. Ironic?
* War between the clans, she'll fight, and she's good at it, but that doesn't mean she wants to especially since thats what took her father away from her

Ideals:
* Honesty, if cats aren't honest with each other, it tears them apart
*Loyalty, loyalty to her clan above all else

Other: She might sound like a Mary Sue, but she's not really. While she believes in honesty, she sometimes lies to herself to make herself feel better. While she thinks love is beautiful, she refuses to let herself fall into it, and while she believes loyalty is to her clan, she also knows that loyalty to the heart is important also and fears it could be her downfall.

She especially enjoys rainy nights, and if there ever is one you can be sure she's somewhere in the trees soaking it all in- literally. However, if it floods, she won't get down for anyone, unless the clan is in trouble of course. Her heart may be in the right place, but her thoughts, words, and even actions can sometimes lead her astray.

THE HISTORY

Family:
Father- Uknown
Mother- Rainsong

History: Her kit-hood was normal, as far as normal goes for cats in HorrorClan. She had a brother, Adderkit, but he disappeared moons ago and no one has seen him since. Rainsong thinks that he may have been taken by her father, but no one knows for sure.

As many kits, she was always curious and often got into plenty of mischief. She would often disappear for hours, perched high in her favorite oak tree snoozing the day away. As you can imagine, this never set well with her mother. After all, she'd already lost one kit.

As an apprentice she spent a lot of time snooping in the medicine cat den, and while she enjoyed helping out, she knew she couldn't ever be a medicine cat. Herb memorization was never a skill of hers.

What her skill did involve however, was the cloudless night. She trained hard with her fellow clan mates, but she was most skilled when high in the trees, hiding amongst the leaves and shadows. She would often prey upon unsuspecting cats, or actual prey and was always victor.

As a young warrior, things were mostly at ease, until Bentstar attacked DreamClan. In Moonweaver's life, this was where the real trouble began. For a while things were at peace. And then RuinClan arrived. No one knows anything about these strange cats, and to be honest, Moonweaver would like to keep it that way. Something about them doesn't seem right. Then NightmareClan caused chaos, and within this battle Moonweaver lost her closest friend: her mother.

Last season cycle, prey became scarcer, and as such the clan became weakened by the loss of prey. Twolegs began to edge closer and Moonweaver knows trouble is on the horizon in more than one place. While things are tough for Moonweaver and her clan, she knows she has to remain strong, for HorrorClan's sake.

AN RP SAMPLE

Moonweaver looked around the camp from above, her yellow eyes scanning the forest floor below. Her stomach rumbled with hunger, but with prey so scarce she knew that she needed to feed the clan first. Still, her stomach tugged with envy at the site of some clan mates below enjoying a squirrel. Turning her gaze from there she looked out towards the sky.

Stars could be seen for far longer than any cat she had ever known could travel, as as she peered above she say a star shoot through the sky. Briefly she wondered if perhaps it was her mother, sending a greeting from StarClan, but she banished the thought away. Thoughts like that would get her no where.

With a heavy sigh she leaped down from her perch, moving stealthily from branch to branch, the bare branches swaying slightly with each pounce. Dangerous? Perhaps. But danger had grown to be a big part of her life these days. It seemed as though nothing was sacred to the clans anymore, especially NightmareClan. She bared her teeth in thought of them. Typically she wasn't very violent, but she still could feel those eyes bore through her during battle. Shuddering she walked back into camp quietly.


THE PLAYER

Name/Alias: Makala :] You can call me that, May, Kala, Toxyk, or Tox
Age: 17, 18 on Saturday
Timezone:Central America
Experience: 5 years. I'm an intermediate RPer i guess. I can average 300 words or so.
Other: I like cookies, long walks on the beach, and poking dead things with a stick :3 JKJKJK, i like being random at times though, can you tell?

[Abyss]

If you wouldn't mind, I would much prefer it if you'd write an RP sample of Moonweaver herself, in the setting of this site.
Also, her markings are a bit sparklecat. A lot, to be honest. I'd really like if you would change her appearance, and describe it instead of using a picture.
History needs to be a bit more extensive. What was her kithood like? Did she get in trouble a lot? How about her apprenticeship? Was she apprenticed early or late, what was her mentor like and how did her training go. Then a little bit on the warriorhood--what you have now and maybe a bit more would work for that.

[Lava]

I don't mind you being deputy, since we really need more HorrorClan cats, and a deputy.

Just fix up the little things that Abyss told you to fix.

[Toxyk-Melodi]

Ok, everything that needed fixing is complete. Sorry for the trouble, i was somewhat asleep when i posted that. '

[Abyss]

Alright, looks good. Accepted!