ShadowClan Medicine Cat

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ShadowClan Medicine Cat

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We are a developing game and in accordance there is a great deal of flexibility for accepting characters that do not exist. When filling out this application you have two choices for your character.

  1. Proposed Character – You may opt to go forward with a proposed character by selecting “Proposed Character” from the “Applying With” dropdown and provide responses that reflect the character you intend to submit.
  2. Adoption of Briarstream – You may select “Briarstream” from the “Applying With” dropdown and provide responses that reflect her character sheet, including notes on any edits you would make prior to taking her live.

 

Question #1 : Essay Question

Provide a brief rundown of the personality and history of the character in question, making sure to explain where major personality traits came from, and to include those traits you think qualify the character as the Medicine Cat.

Question #2 : Role Play Situation

Reply in-character to the following post.

The two apprentices snarled at each other in anger, the fur on their necks raised and their tails fluffed up like bottle brushes. As they circled, they spat insults back and forth. “Unreasonable mousebrained fool!” the gray tabby tom called Shadowpaw hissed. “I don’t understand why you just won’t leave me alone!”

“You’re the one who got us in trouble!” The speaker spitting this insult was the long-haired half brother of Shadowpaw known as Greypaw. The two were born to different Queens around the same time, but both by the same tom, named Fogpelt. This had led to the two kits echoing their individual mother’s competitive pushes for their kit to outperform the other. “Leafclaw was hunting with BOTH of us. It’s because of your incompetence that we have to tend the Elders’ ticks!”

Question #3 : Role Play Situation

Reply in-character to the following post.

Leafclaw had been feeling unwell, and coughed as she approached the Medicine Cat’s den. Once greetings had been handled, she began in a somewhat weak voice. “Yesterday I was okay, but it rained again. Today I can hardly breath through my nose and I’ve been…” she didn’t finish the statement, but it seemed that her illness intended to speak for itself has the deep chested hacking that erupted from the lithe she-cat must have been what she had been about to refer to.

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