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Appearance:
1. Does he/she have short or long fur?
2. Does he/she have any detailed traits?
3. What shade of color eye? Dark? Light?
4. What shape of head does he/she have?
5. Is he/she small? Big? Tall? Short?
6. What kind of tail does he/she have? As for their paws?
7. Shape of ears? Pointy? Stumps on the side of their head?
8. Does his/her pelt shine in the moon? Is it dull? Ect. ect.
Ask yourself these questions.
-->You should be able to visualize this cat. If you can't, don't make it

Personality:
1. Is your cat loyal? Or rebellious?
2. Is he/she kind? Or is he spiteful?
3. Is this cat a gentle cat? Or just a rough-house tough guy/girl?
4. Is he/she courageous? Or scared and whimpy?
5. Is he/she patient with certain cats? All? Or not patient at their foe? Ect. ect.
7. Is your cat smart? Or dumb?
8. Does your cat like to follow orders? Or do they do their own thing?
Ask yourself these questions. Go into the mind of your cat.
-->If you can't go into the mind of your cat, don't make it.

Rp sample:
1. Dont say:
I stalked up on a bird and effortlesly killed it.
What's wrong with that?
A. I-No no no. Bad. Say something more like
Darkpelt quietly crept up behind an unsuspecting bird. He noted the direction the wind was flowing in and posistioned himself to spring. He threw all of his weight to his haunches and launched himself through the air. Right before he came down, he saw the pigeon look up with desperate eyes. A second later, the black warrior found himself on the hard, cold earth, a bird in his paws.
>>>Much better. And it lengthens your bio too.<<<
2. I expect you can spell. DO NOT DO THIS!
Darkpelt turned to Frostpaw.''I no that u r smart!'' he said.
Bad. Do that and I shall have to kill you. What's wrong?
A. Spelling. u is not a word. r is not a word. If you can't spell, you don't need to be roleplaying.
B. Here is a big problem. '' he said. Cats do NOT talk.
Here is a much better example.
Darkpelt turned his head to the cocky apprentice. I know you are smart. But I am smarter. Listen to me and learn. I never said that you were dumb. he meowed patiently.
>>> Now your sentance makes sence, and you show that you can spell. Remember, 'u' and 'r' aren't words. And cats DO NOT talk.<<<
3. Frostpaw turned his head to the black warrior. He growled and leapt up on Darkpelt. Darkpelt rolled backwards in surprise, and Frostpaw bit down on his neck. Darkpelt made gurgling noises and died.
A. An apprentice is not going to kill a warrior.
Let's face it, if Darkpelt would have been attacked by Frostpaw, there would be more of a situation like this.
Frostpaw turned his head to the black warrior. He growled and leapt up, aiming for Darkpelt's face. Darkpelt smoothly ducked and rolled to his belly, and growled. Frostpaw, you don't attack clanmates! Darkpelt hissed. Frostpaw glared at the warrior and turned his head. A white figure could be seen heading for the Apprentice Den.
>>> Much better. I don't think Frostpaw could kill Darkpelt. <<<
B. I don't like it when someone puts a cat in their bio that is not the one they are making. I think your cat should be doing an activity when they are in sample roleplay. But there is nothing worng with two characters in your bio......But for an example see the below.
Darkpelt padded silently along the river. He saw a furry brown shadow ahead, and instantly smelled prey. He dashed for the water vole that he had just identified, but right when he was a fox-lengthd away he slipped on a rock and fell. He cursed under his breath as he watched the vole running away. No prey for ThunderClan yet. he sighed.
>> An activity, and it is much better than killing, or two charries. <<<

History:
1. What was his/her childhood like?
2. Where are your cats parents? Dead? Alive? Unknown?
3. How did your cat come to the clan? Or is she/he clanborn?
4. Who were their parents? Were they rogues? Clan cats? Loners? Kittypets? Does your cat have siblings? If so, are they alive? If they are alive, does your cat know where they are? If they do, what do they do?
>>>Maybe Someone Might Want To Know! Yeah, I Enjoy Reading History Because It Gives Me A Better Idea Of Other Cats Backgrounds! So Don't Say ''Noones Gonna Read It.'' Cause I WILL!<<<

Other:
Here are just some ideas...
Does your cat speak another language?
Has your cat been a kitty-pet or loner or rogue?
Or anything else you might want to put here is fine.
Or just put the follwoing
Other: Not any

Format

Username:

[b]Name[/b]:

[b]Age:[/b]

[b]Gender:[/b]

[b]Clan:[/b]

[b]Rank:[/b]

[b]Personality[/b]:

[b]History[/b]:

[b]Appearance[/b]: DESCRIPTION PLEASE!

[b]Picture[/b]: this is where you put your picture

[b]Other[/b]:

[b]RP Sample[/b] :

@~ J-Kat: Your missing the codeword.



Mullins

Username: TigerRawr

Name: Amberfur

Age: 15 moons

Gender: She-cat

Clan: WillowClan

Rank: Warrior

Personality: Amberfur is a very loyal cat, but she likes to follow her heart too. She is kind to everyone unless she has a reason not to be. She is always willing to stand up to a challenge. If she can she will try to talk, instead of fight. She also likes to play around. She is a good listener, and can talk her way out of some things. She is sort of shy, but once she gets to know you she becomes more outgoing.

History: She doesn’t know much about her past, but she does know that her father had been rouge and her mother clanborn. Her father left before she was even born, and her mother died during her apprentice training. Her mother died from whitecough, while what happened to her father is unknown. She doesn’t even know if she has any siblings.

Appearance: Amberfur has short soft fur, which is an amber color with black stripes that line her pelt. Her dark green eyes have small amber flecks in them and seem to look right through you. Weight-wise she is lighter then most cats. Her ears have small white tuffs of fur on the tips. Her tail is somewhat slim while it is the shade of amber. The tip is white, as are her paws. Her belly and chest are a lighter shade of amber with black spots. Her pelt is glossy and she takes very good care of it so it always seems to shine.

Picture: I don’t have one…Just love the description…

Other She enjoys swimming, but doesn’t like being cold so she only swims during Greenleaf. She also enjoys running, and does it for fun.

RP Sample : Scenting prey, Amberfur dropped down into a crouch. She tested the air, and spotted a sparrow pecking at the snow covered ground. Shifting her weight she crept silently closer, testing the air. The wind was shifting slightly. She moved a little faster her white paws silent as her eyes locked on the bird. Bunching her muscles she sprang at the unsuspecting bird, just as the wind shifted. The bird opened its wings and tried to take flight, but it wasn’t fast enough. Landing with the bird beneath her paws she killed it with a quick bite to the neck. Removing her paws she scraped some earth over it then padded off to continue hunting.

Mullins

|| @Leafpoolcrowfeather: your missing the code and you're profile isnt detailed enough, please add more. ||

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Code: mullins
Username: SNymph

Name: Feverclaw.

Age: 2.

Gender: Female.

Clan: Stoneclan

Rank: (considering.)

Personality: Feverclaw is slightly rebellious, she likes it when things go her way and when other cats respect her space. Yet she cannot ignore a direct order or she ends up confessing easily when guilty. She may seem very tough but in reality she would rather not fight with other cats.She is normally quite patient, and only when directly or subtly challenged or accused of something she is not guilty of does she show a side not easily shoved aside. She also likes to go off and do her own thing when no one needs her. She is ever patient. Any questions will be tolerated as long as they aren't offensive.


History: An unremarkable cat when born, she grew bigger and taller then most of the cats in her clan. She has always protected her mother from the judgmental attacks on her, as her mother was a loner before giving birth, and many say that she deserves no place in the clan. Feverclaw has always protected her mother from these judgments with a snarl and a pounce. When her mother died she simply said, "At least I can believe that Starclan will not shun her" She demands the best from herself and tries not to ask for help.

Appearance: Feverclaw has short, dull gray fur and pointy ears. She has a reminder from a fight etched in her face, three long scratches on her face from Riverclan. She has dark amber eyes, many people say the eyes of a tiger, and she is big and tall. Her paws aren't big but long, and her long tail ends in a dark black, almost like a mutated, evil firefly.


Picture:

Other: Nothing. N/A

RP Sample : Feverclaw stretched in the sunlight, her amber eyes flashing around. She had just waken up and was, as normal, already bored. Where was the normal crowd of cats just waiting to hunt and practice they're hunting skills. Slowly that dog is draining the life out of this place Feverclaw thought. What is there to live for if we are just to be hunted down? Feverclaw picked out a vowel out of the pile of fresh kill and bit into it, lapping up the sweet blood inside. That was great. She then began to walk to the only place she could think of. The rocks she loved to curl up in a ball next to. Those rocks reflected the sun perfectly. She smiled, then walked over. Not knowing of the cunning dog that would be waiting there for her.