Adderclaw's Audition

ADDERCLAW

<sup>male / 39 mo. / shadowclan / deputy (for here c:)
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I would like to audition Adderclaw to be Shadowclans deputy! :D

(His bio link is in my signature if needed. Just click the picture of him.)</sup>

Alrighty, so for the sake of following the rules here's how the audition will go:

I will be the first to post. It's going to be a random situation with one of my characters that I deem appropriate for the cat auditioning. The cat cannot be changed no matter the circumstances. The thread doesn't have to officially "end" or anything. It'll just end whenever I see that it will be a "go" or "no go".

Just remember that you are applying for a high position. This takes a lot of your time and effort and I really want to see this site come alive with characters and people so we have to have the best of the best leading us! Don't worry too much though.

Just remember to have fun and just try your best. I promise I won't bite! Figuratively speaking o'course.

Spottedwing

Spottedwing stared up at Silverpelt, her amber eyes wide and reflecting the moon. Had it only been a couple moons before that she was named a warrior? She shook her head quickly. No. She had earned this spot. Spottedwing was a young she-cat, one of the youngest 'paws to ever complete training in a record time of three moons. She is somewhat of a prodigy, but she doesn't like to be called that. She just wants to be normal like every other cat with the exception of being an excellent warrior, but no more.

The silvery flecks of fire in the sky blinked back at her and continued their orbit around the sky. Spottedwing was fascinated by those lights in Silverpelt. StarClan lived up there with every single Clan all mushed together like they were one big Clan. Well, they were all one big Clan. The moon's light shone on Spottedwing's white pelt and almost made it glow with the exception of her ginger splotches that looked positively black in the dark.

Spottedwing had this habit of staying up when she should be sleeping just to look up at StarClan. She had her favorite star and hoped that it was her mother. It was the first one to appear every leaf-bare and rise early in the evening in the west and watch as it's fast moving arc across Silverpelt edge closer to the horizon. The star's arc only lasted a few hours, but those hours were precious to Spottedwing. She called it her Mother Star. Such silliness Spottedwing would bring to her life, but she was still a kit on the inside. What's the point of growing up if you can't still be a kit at times?

Just as Spottedwing turned away from her star a movement in the corner of her eye startled her. She let out a small "mrrow" of surprise and her fur on her back rose and her claws extended. She still coudn't make out who it was, but it was a cat.

"Who is it?" She hissed. "Who are you and why are you scaring me to death?" Spottedwing's voice wasn't one of shock anymore, but had a slight anger tinge to it. Oh, how she would love to tear into this cat if it did this on purpose!

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ADDERCLAW

<sup>male / 39 mo. / shadowclan / deputy (for here c:)
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The night was silent, lonely without a symphony of crickets to accompany it. Thick velvet it was, that night, suffocating black velvet that fell upon the territories. Veiling a creature of hot flesh and bone that padded across the expanse of Shadowclan's borders. The tom, that seemed to have more brawn than brain, hastily lumbered on, anticipating the end of his shift. It was then, nearing the end of his route, he suddenly halted at the scent of a she-cat.

He had never liked dealing with she-cats. Noisy little critters they were, always voicing their unwanted opinions. He watched her, watched her almost as intently as she watched the sky. Why was the sky so interesting? He flicked his tail in irritation as he slowly approached her. "Adderclaw, deputy of Shadowclan." he paused, his head raised to add to his pompous attitude. Ignoring her question, he dropped his voice to a low rumbling tone, meant to scare little femmes like her."Who are you? Why are you so far away from camp?"</sup>

Maniping with mah cuz. Sorry! Cx

Spottedwing

A scoff had never slipped her mouth as quickly as this one did. Who was this deputy and why did he act so...pompous? And why had he never noticed her in the Clan? Was his ego really that big?

"Well, Adderclaw, I'm Spottedwing and I'm from your Clan." Spottedwing's whiskers twitched with amusement. She wasn't the type of she-cat to challenge authority unless they were asking for it, and this tom was asking for it. From ears to tail tip his haughty attitude begged her to to challenge him. Not challenge as in a fight, but she wasn't going to listen to him if he had no respect for she-cats. Spottedwing may be a bit...light-minded at times, but she isn't stupid. By the way Adderclaw responded her question she could tell that he was trying to scare her off. So she did the opposite.

Spottedwing stood up and stretched out her front paws and then lazily stretched out her two back legs. With as much grace she could muster she sidled up to Adderclaw's side and put on her most silky voice. "Or do you just purposefully forget me to introduce yourself?" She purred. Maybe he wouldn't get tongue tied like she wanted but if she could get him riled up, that's good enough for her. She just wanted to see him struggle, just a little bit and then she would stop. Well, she thinks that she'll stop.

She trotted a fox length away and sat down once more to look back up at Silverpelt. This cat had interrupted her stargazing so she would interrupt his happy mood and then go back to her stargazing again. It wasn't out of hatred or anything, just simple annoyance. Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth. And Spottedwing wasn't going to be disappointed. She'd get her satisfaction even if it took her a week.