*BRIGHTSTAR, leader*

[Stoney]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=width,100][atrb=style,padding:10px;border-right:1px solid #ffffff;] [style=border:1px solid #ffffff;background-color:#54446E;width:100px;height:100px;padding:8px;][/style] [style=border-right:10px solid #FFfFFF;background-color:#54446E;padding:4px 10px 3px 0px;font-family:courier new;color:#C09BFC;text-align:right;font-size:10px;letter-spacing:1px;margin-bottom:3px;]THUNDERCLAN[/style][style=border-right:10px solid #ffffff;background-color:#54446E;padding:4px 10px 3px 0px;font-family:courier new;color:#C09BFC;text-align:right;font-size:10px;letter-spacing:1px;margin-bottom:3px;]SHE-CAT[/style][style=border-right:10px solid #ffffff;background-color:#54446E;padding:4px 10px 3px 0px;font-family:courier new;color:#C09BFC;text-align:right;font-size:10px;letter-spacing:1px;margin-bottom:3px;]61 MOONS[/style][style=border-right:10px solid #ffffff;background-color:#54446E;padding:4px 10px 3px 0px;font-family:courier new;color:#C09BFC;text-align:right;font-size:10px;letter-spacing:1px;margin-bottom:3px;]LEADER[/style] [style=border-right:10px solid #ffffff;background-color:#54446E;padding:4px 10px 3px 0px;font-family:courier new;color:#C09BFC;text-align:right;font-size:10px;letter-spacing:1px;margin-bottom:3px;]PICTURE[/style]

[atrb=width,400][atrb=style,padding:10px;][style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 24px;letter-spacing:-2px; text-align:center;border-bottom:1px solid #ffffff;line-height:85%;color:#C09BFC;]BRIGHTSTAR[/style][style=font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:10px;text-align:center;margin-top:0px;letter-spacing:0px;color:#FFFFFF;]A FOREST DIVIDED[/style] [style=margin:-20px 30px 10px 30px;text-align:justify;font-family:tahoma;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#8e8e8e;line-height:13px;]Short Appearance a husky orange and white she-cat with green eyes. Appearance A well built cat, she inherited the large body from her father and the thick fur from him as well. Her black and white coat, as well as her size gave her the name Badger. She has a simple, handsome face with well defined white whisters and large tuft ears. A giant white patch of fur is clumped on her throat giving her the name Badgerthroat as a warrior. She is an impressive size for a she-cat and has the muscles to back it. Several scars decorate her body, she is a low key cat so she rarely has her fur clean. All sorts of leaves and twigs get knotted up in the thick fur. Two little white paws in the front and that is the only thing that is white, her throat and paws. Her voice is deep and almost always cheery, she very rarely yells out of anger but rather out of joy. She's known to boom around the camp encouraging kits in their play fights or laughing heartily at the stories elder's tell. Personality bawdy She's always been the fierce, trash talking warrior. She loves joking around, playing pranks or having a light attitude to serious things. Inside she is still a kit having a good old time. That is what she likes, always finding the fun in every duty or task. Very rarely will you catch her frowning or in a dark mood. She has a positive outlook about everything. Some find her upbeat attitude inappropriate for a leader finding her more like a frisky elder than a leader. But her clan enjoy her humor and keeps her clan lighthearted in these dark times. Ever since the Flood happened and she lost a life she's been trying her hardest to cheer up her clan, she too remembers how many cat's they've lost but she wants the clan to move on and stop dwelling on the past. Around Shadowclan she tries to keep her fiery temper locked in, attempting to find humor in every situation but it was difficult hence why she moved the clan away from Shadowclan camp. fiery Although she is cheery and easygoing that doesn't mean she takes things lying down. The she-cat prefers a good fight to talks, always jumping for any sort of argument hoping it will lead to a fight. She loves winning. Since she isn't a very cunning cat, depending more on common sense, she tends to win in physical fights rather than arguments. But becoming a leader she tends to try and compromise instead of getting ready for a fight. Though she'll always fall back to her fierce temper when pressured. It doesn't help that she is constantly pushed against Shadowclan by her clan, her dislike has risen with them. Her usual cheeriness is beat down by her passion for fighting. easygoing Overall she is easygoing. Always going with the flow and taking her time in making decisions. She is a slow thinker when it comes to duties or leader's tasks, taking her time in considering each choice. She is not very picky or like giving out punishments, she will occasionally lecture a cat but will leave it the mentor or the mother to punish a kit. She doesn't always follow the Warrior Code, believing that Starclan will understand that some situation cause for a different approach. motherly She is loving and warm cat. Having no kits of her own she tends to baby her clan, not willing to hurt them in anyway. But as well loving she is horribly fierce when someone insults her clan. That fiery temper of her flares beyond proportion when it comes to her clan. She never has anything negative to say about a cat, she is always looking for positives things and giving second chances. She tends to forgive, but never forgets. She'll always remember if a cat has crossed her but she cannot help but believe they are better than that. blunt An honest, almost brutally so cat. She is open with her thoughts, emotions and words finding that lying is the most despicable thing to do. Whenever something has come up she will often bring the issue to elders or her warriors to consult them. She believes that everyone in the clan should be involved in decisions but will ultimately go with her gut. She isn't a brainy kind of cat, always trusting her heart over her head. It's very easily to manipulate or trick her but she will realize what is happening sooner or later. Her common sense is very sturdy, she sticks to simple things for clan believing the kinks will work themselves out. History At least 150 words Roleplay Sample Stonestar stood on the edge of pitch black river, the acidic dangerous river. The one that tore apart Thunderclan territory from the dark land of Shadowclan. Yellow eyes, vibrant with passion stood apart from his otherwise somber face. There was an intention here, he had arranged a meeting. Unusual yes, but these were strange times. Perhaps not to others but he was constantly thinking, noticing each nuance that could interfere with his clan. However this did not directly effect his clan, it effected the whole forest. Something was wrong, he felt in his heart and in his head. Things were becoming far too loose for his liking, cats were leaving and joining clans from the left and right. Cat's had no more respect for the warrior code, of course he was blowing it out of proportion. But it the fact that the apathy for order could increase over time, that is what terrified him. It took a lot to scare this solid tom. A whole hell of a lot. Apathy, it was a mind's worst enemy. To be completely free of cares was dangerous, those type of cats would do anything. Watching the grass move before him, back straight as an arrow his face emotionless. It'd been a very long time since he came here, the memories kept flashing back. Greenpaw, young and fearless then dead because of him. He saw it now the black road stained with the sticky scent of blood, the mottled body of his friend. It kept flashing back, night to day, bloody to regular black road. Why had he chosen this place to meet; to remind him what happened when one broke the warrior code. Death, chaos and disorder. Clans would be ripped apart, in time. But Stonestar was always overprepared. He knew that a leader was the rudder of a ship, he choose which path the boat would take. Mutiny was possible, would there be a brave enough cat to ever overthrow a leader of a clan? He shuddered at the thought, impossible. It would never get that badly. Silence. It was an old friend, the only one to stick with it to the end. Dark fur hid underneath the shadowy undergrowth on his side of the territory. He'd made sure to send all the patrols to the other side of the territory. This was a secret hour between him and Hawkstar. The other tom was unusual, a light heart leader who was easy with jokes. While Stonestar did not understand him, he saw that the clan listened and followed the tom. Which was all he needed to know that the tom was a good warrior. Though he should show more faith in Starclan and in the warrior code. He'd set up this meeting to do exactly that, he was going to force Hawkstar to embrace the two completely. Or at least be an ally. Someone the tom could rely on in case of future events. He didn't know where the current was taking him but he wanted an extra set of paws just in case. It was always a struggle to express himself clearly, he had the words, the images in his head but sometimes he was so overwhelmed with passion that he tended to argue instead of share. He'd have to curb that today, this was vital to him, to the survival of his clan. Of course Hawkstar might not take him seriously, falling back on one of his jokes like always. Trying to reassure the tom that he was getting old and wasn't thinking clearly. He was! Yellow eyes narrowed in annoyance, he wasn't a fool. Not the smartest cat, he couldn't out predict cats or have a battle of wits. Preparedness was his strength, he had a plan for every situation. “Hawkstar?” He called out, waiting to see the tabby fur on the other side of the Thunderpath. Would his plan work? Would his words of fear and concern reach the other leader Shadowclan and Thunderclan were ancient rivals, always struggling to better reach other. While he respected the traditional roles, Stonestar was wise enough to know he would need an ally eventually. Not to control the forest, or for ambitious purposes. Rather to secure the four clans, to return them to their former glory of Starclan and the warrior code. Slowly he would try to drive the clans together, at the same time apart. Building them up so that they wouldn't be forced to depend on each other. And close the borders so they can no longer cross freely as they do now. Kittypets were kittypets, loners were loners and the clans were beginning to be more like nomads. Wander here and there. Something he would put a stop to. The borders were meant to keep things separate. Starclan had a reason for creating the warrior code, so that chaos would not happen. 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