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fernyfelinerp [2019-01-09 04:32:38 +0000 UTC]

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wxtchy [2019-01-08 20:11:34 +0000 UTC]

Name/Discord Name: Noire, Nori, Ri
Right Activity Level (1-10): 9
Kitten you're trying out for: Badgerkit
Kitten RP Sample:

Firebrand eyes set forward as thick fur ruffled over the sable kitten’s burly figure, one tiny paw picking her way forward at a time as she slowly prowled towards her target (that of which was the unsuspecting form of her much lankier sister). Sure, she wasn’t the most docile at the moment but she bet with enough time she could be certainly outclass her more lithe siblings. After all, she was her mother’s daughter was she not? As well as her father’s by brand though that much was certain with pitch black fur stretching over most of her brawny figure to be marred only by tabby stripes and lighter tones. To say the very least, she was appropriately named.

Perhaps in more ways than one of course; as the little dame snuck up on her unsuspecting sister a sharp pain emitted from her tail leading her to whip around with a hiss, her coat puffed out to make her appear even larger than she already was. ”Hey! She spat indignantly, whirling around on none other than her awkward clutz of a brother who’d just properly stepped on her tail trying to accomplish the same thing she was, ”Watch where you’re goin’ mousebrain!” Her tail lashed in her wake, stirring up dust as a snarl edged her tone. ’Ugh.’ The peabrained tom was such a nuisance sometimes! The manner in which she spoke was very much akin to her mother’s, her halcyon eyes narrowed dangerous as she glared at her littermate. Resemblance be damned one thing was for certain, she definitely had a fire of her own.
Kit's thoughts on parents:
Parents in General
“I love my mom and dad, they’ve always been there for me and my siblings and I couldn’t ask for much else. Even with dad leading the clan I still get to see him and when we become apprentices he’ll get to choose me an actually good mentor which is great cause’ I don’t want some halfwit to teach me what I’m supposed to know.”

Owlfleck, mother
“Mom is amazing, she’s pretty, bold, and commands a presence like no other. I’d love to be like her when I get older I think! She’s a good mom and really cares about us, I can tell!”

Raccoonstar, father
“I love having my father as the leader, he’s big, strong, and I look a little like him! I hope he can be my mentor or at least pick someone good! He loves I know and I like wrestling with him even though he always wins, because one day he won’t and then I’ll get to show him how far I’ve come!”

Possible Traits: Abnormally large, double canines
Possible Names: Badgersnarl, Badgermaw

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xchaitea [2018-12-17 01:35:48 +0000 UTC]

Name/Discord Name: xchaitea / xchaitea#2260
Activity Level (1-10): 7-8!
Kitten you're trying out for: Magpiekit 💛
Kitten RP Sample:

    Ugh, today was so boring! His littermates wouldn’t let him grace them with his appearance and wonderful tales of him avenging the clans by wiping out all the fox and badgers in the forest with only a snarl. His father and mother were off doing something super boring, like patrolling or walking or whatever those Warriors do nowadays. How dumb. Being a grown-up was dumb. He’d still be the best one, though, and he’d have a lot of friends! He’d be stronger, handsomer- awesomer!

    Magpiekit hopped out of the den and made his way around camp, long limbs flailing wildly in his attempt to run around the camp. While he may or may not have bumped into some warriors and interrupted some private conversations, he didn’t seem to care. He whooped and hollered about his fantastical tale of the badgers that attacked him and lost.

    Of course, he just had to visit his favorite grumpy medicine cats! The two were practically made for each other. They were never happy or cheerful and they always grumbled. He remembered when he asked for water when he was sick, and the dark one with the weird tail made a big deal out of it. As soon as he was about to stop himself, Magpiekit tripped over his paws and rolled straight into a pile of nice smelling herbs. He remembered eating them- what were they called? Actually, he didn’t care. They were stupid. He probably could’ve cured himself better and faster if he wasn’t so weak at the time. He looked up and noticed one of the toms, Batpaw, glaring angrily at him.

    “What in Starclan’s name are you doing?” Batpaw sneered, rolling the kit aside to fix his pile of catmint. He grumbled and angrily flicked his tail.

    “Geez, chill, I was just having fun.” Magpiekit picked himself up and clumsily shook out his fur. It fluffed up in odd places and smoothed out in others. He was shivering with excitement; this was fun!

    “Your ‘fun’ is getting in the way of my job. I’m a medicine cat, you know, and you’re a kit. If you don’t have any boo-boos that need healed, then I suggest you leave.”
“Oh yeah? Well- well-,” he paused for a moment and seemed to contemplate what he was about to say, “You’re not a medicine cat yet! You’re just Lynxpelt’s apprentice who isn’t smart enough to earn his full name! Bet ya I’ll get my name before you do!” And with that last statement, Magpiekit thought he had won, as he was fast out of the den before Batpaw could open his mouth. He could hear the grumbling and complaining from miles away, though, and he disappeared back into the den and flew onto the nest. Having enough adventure for one day, the little kit needed a nap.

    
Kit's thoughts on parents:

- Owlfleck: “Mama is probably the best mama in the entire world. Your mom sucks ‘cause she isn't mine. She's smarter, prettier, nicer, and better than yours could ever even hope to be!”

Magpie absolutely adores his mother, and is quite the mama's boy. He would go to the ends of the Earth for her. He loves cuddling up into her fluffy chest and listen to her purrs, and adores playing with her tail.

- Raccoonstar: “Yeah, that's right, my dad's the BESTEST leader Shadowclan has, and will ever see! He's the youngest, too! Bet you never seen such an impressive feat before, huh? You'd be soooooo stupid to believe or even think about anything bad about him.”

Magpie loves his father. He is perfect in his eyes, and can do no wrong. He is so strong, and, Starclan, he's the leader! How much better can he be? He compares himself greatly to his father. Magpie knows he is not the most proportionate kit in the world, but he hopes he can grow into his frame and look as great as his father does.

Thoughts on other family members:

- Tranceshadow: He doesn't care for his grandmother much, if at all. While he does respect how brave and valiant she can be against the “commoners”, he hates being treated in an adored and spoiling manor. He wants to be treated like a warrior, the one he will be!

- Aunts and Uncles: Magpie adores his aunts and uncles very much so. They are strong, brave, and courageous. Plus, they have a great sense of humor!

Headcanons:
- He'd be the type of character to immediately say what's on his mind and not regret it
- Has a weird sense of humor, and if someone takes offense, he always says "it's just a joke geez calm down"...
- ...also says that when he is insulting someone
- usually has a hard time controlling his limbs, and really isn't graceful whatsoever

- I'd love how his warrior name to be Magpiecall, -croak, -screech, or -howl for his almost obnoxious personality and talkative nature.

- Excuse you, the random clumps of fur are fashion statements. Starclan.

- Highkey could see him singing ”House of Gold” for his mother

- During training, he'd be super skilled and understanding of what he's being taught, but doesn't want to show off because it “ruins his aura” so he does the bare minimum to get by

- He will never grow out of his lanky and disproportionate figure, but he will learn to be able to function swiftly and smoothly with his odd body.

- Magpie for sure believes he is destined to be something absolutely amazing based off of his lineage, but he probably won’t amount to anything that he can boast about.

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mattedcrow [2018-12-15 02:41:47 +0000 UTC]

Name/Discord Name: Eli // MattedCrow#6986
Activity Level (1-10): 8-9 (I'm normally around, as a jobless college graduate! I'm trying to break through my anxiety and socialize more,,)
Kitten you're trying out for: Magpiekit


Kitten RP Sample:

Jostled awake from his slumber by a loud noise in the distance, Magpiekit almost tripped over his own lanky limbs as he attempted to jump up onto his paws, tail slightly puffed out in shock. Was it somebody yelling out in the camp or a rumble of thunder from an incoming storm? The kit wasn't sure- having been asleep beforehand- but he chose to simply push this thought to the back of his mind for the moment. If he didn't actively think about it, it wouldn't exist, right? He... might still needed to get a bit of the concept of object permanence down.

Willing his fur to lie back down on his form, the small, but gangly young cat would slowly try to slink his way out of the nursery, brushing himself against the side of the entrance as he left, doing his best to mark the fact that he had gone into the main area of the camp. Looking into the sky for a moment, golden eyes curious, ruling out the thought of a storm having been what had woken him up at the mostly clear night sky above him.

Figuring that he wouldn't be able to get himself back to sleep for a while, any tiredness having left his body the second he had leapt up from where he had been sleeping, the quiet kit would choose to take a seat off to the edge of the camp, watching the stars curiously, silently wondering about StarClan.

Kit's thoughts on parents:
General Thoughts
> He loves his parents! He just... wishes they weren't so... assertive- everybody is a little scary when you're the runt of the litter! He often will also watch the way his parents interact with others' in the Clan is concerned that as he gets older that they will become either aloof or distant with him as well.

Specific: Raccoonstar || Father
> "Poppa-! He.... scares me a little,," He finds himself a little intimidated by his father at times, explicitly scared of disappointing him. This intimidation doesn't take away his appreciation of his father however, it just makes him a bit more likely to be on edge or looking for an escape route while around him.

Specific: Owlfleck || Mother
> "Momma! I love her.. I hope I don't disappoint her." A clever kit, Magpie adores his mother with all his heart and is very thankful for her, but finds himself a bit intimidated by her at times and fears disappointing her!


Extra:

> magpiekit app description

> if won, will purchase complicated trait "abnormally small", if allowed!

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ChillyStarbucksMocha [2018-12-14 15:14:03 +0000 UTC]

 Name/Discord Name: irene/roringaru#8129
 Activity Level (1-10): in fow,,,, around a 3-4, but im trying to get back into the swing of things. general activity is a 10, i have no life
 Kitten you're trying out for: sunsetkit. smile n wave, boys, smile n wave
 Kitten RP Sample: 

A soft morning light envelopes the camp, glorious orange and pink hues coating the bushes and rocks along the path. Leaves rustle softly, and out pops a little head eventually followed by a long, thin body. With an elegant wave of her tail, Sunsetkit strides from the bush as if she wasn't leaving a quarter of her fur behind in the thorns. A smile and elegant poise, to be seen by the whole world - wait. Wait a moment. No one else is awake. And she had practiced this pose, too! A small frown crosses her lips. Back to the nest she goes. 

Sunsetkit slinks back through the ferns into the nursery, wiggling down near Badgerkit and being careful to not disturb Magpie. Magpiekit's long legs always got in her face. No thanks. 

"Where were you?" Badgerkit whispers with a glare, one that's almost intimidating had Sunsetkit not been used to it.

"Attacking Thunderclan. You?" She whispers back, prompting Badgerkit to roll her eyes. 

"Mom and dad are gonna be pissed," Badgerkit whispers, giving a fierce nod. "You do this every morning... and so early! They're gonna find out." Sunsetkit rolls her eyes. 

"Guess I'll prepare for my wordy death. Bury me with a rabbit so I have something to eat on the way." Sunsetkit retorts. Badgerkit huffs, turning on her side to curl back up. What a bore! Sunsetkit purses her lips and snuggles back down beside her. 

 Kit's thoughts on parents:

She starts off thinking her mother is the funniest person and her father the strongest. When younger, she can be slightly boastful about them at times and tends to use their names as shields to cover her own actions. She tries to look and imitate her mother quite a lot, preferring the she-cat just a bit. As she grows, she'll go through a natural phase of detaching her name from theirs and trying to make her own... by trying to be just like them. Unfortunately, she lacks their eloquence and just comes off as bratty towards them for some time. After that awkward phase ends, she goes back to regarding them with a loving but neutral perspective and keeps her tendency to occasionally boast about them, just not as often. She knows inside that she's got some better parents than she could've been stuck with and is thankful for that, though she feels weak at the thought of opening that or other inner thoughts... so it stays in her head. She thinks her parents' critical remarks are the funniest things in the world and secretly aspires to be just as sharp-tongued. 

HEADCANON LIST HAWYEE... you thought i was done, foolish mortal

- she gets up unspeakably early. ironic. she wakes up at ungodly times when no mortal should be awake
- likes to sneak in bushes just so she can strut out to amaze the individuals with her leg power. unfortunately she leaves half of her pelt behind in these bushes
- she'll purposefully grab magpies favorite prey from the pile. to give it to him? lord no. shes gonna eat it in front of him, eyeing him down the whole time. 
- she's the wobbliest child in the world. leggy too longe to function. because of her insecurities, she practices some walks and trying to adjust to her legs, and grows into a beautiful swan cat
- has a signature regal smile and head nod w/ a tail movement that she does in a wave-like gesture. victory royale dance cat ver
- the most competitive little shit on the planet. wins one game of mossball and she's doing her little wave for the rest of the day.

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Dinolil12 [2018-12-14 08:03:20 +0000 UTC]

 Name/Discord Name: Dinolil1 / Dinolil1 (#6365)
 Activity Level (1-10): 7-8
 Kitten you're trying out for: Magpiekit 
 Kitten RP Sample: 

On ungainly limbs, the brown and white kit stumbled out of the nursery. Blinking in the noon sun, Magpiekit watched his littermates crashing around after a moss-ball that tumbled and skipped wildly in the air. With a cluster of twitchy whiskers, Magpiekit approached timidly and flinched when it came at his face. ''Come on!'' He could hear them jeering in his head, their voices high-pitched and distorted. Magpiekit knew they weren't making fun of him, but it wasn't his fault that sometimes Magpiekit wondered if that was what they were thinking of him. The smallest of them all, the wee one, the one that barely surpassed birth, the one that needed to be coddled by their mother. ''Heh, my bad!'' Magpiekit opened his eyes, grinning lop-sidedly at his bouncing siblings. ''Here ya' go!'' With a wild swat of his paws, Magpiekit sent the ball rolling towards Sunsetkit. In his opinion, Magpiekit thought she had the best pelt out of them all, waves of warm sunlight like silk and velvet, a cheerful smile on her face. In constrast, Magpiekit wished he had Badgerkit's brawn and proud strength, glancing at her and observing how she held herself, truly a leader's daughter.

And then there was he, coated in dusty brown like dying leaves and white as stark as snow. Glancing sheepishly at his paws, Magpiekit wondered why they felt more like duck-paddles sometimes and wondered when he was going to grow into them, when he was going to be more like Raccoonstar. Although Magpiekit would never dare to say anything, he did wonder if his father liked him the least out of the trio. Magpiekit would never blame him to be frank, and he would never resent Raccoonstar for such beliefs. He only hoped that his father would be able to give him the chances he needed to grow, to bloom. There had to be a use for all his clumsiness, for all his wildness and constant wariness, like someone was watching him from the shadows.

Glancing behind him, Magpiekit smiled affectionately at his mother. He always felt safe near her no matter what and would always be among the first to return to her side; Scrabbling back to join Owlfleck's side, Magpiekit curled up beside her, peering with corn-yellow eyes at his tussling littermates. Of course, he wasn't the strongest, smartest or bravest cat out there but Magpiekit figured that was because he was only a young kit. Ears twitching, Magpiekit's eyes flickered like nervous robins around the clearing and he fixed his gaze on the warriors den. Tranceshadow and Timberwolf were lingering nearby, and Magpiekit felt a tremor ripple through him. They seemed so cool and level-headed, power running through their very being. With a small whimper, Magpiekit buried his muzzle under his paws; As a smaller kit, he'd always tried to hide under his mother's paws but as he was gradually growing, Magpiekit had started trying to hide under his own paws. It helped that they were rather large on him. 

He'd never be like Timberwolf or Tranceshadow, no matter how hard he tried; Magpiekit really couldn't help it, but somedays it was difficult to just talk to the others without his throat feeling like it was closing up or his brain was slowly clouding up, like a cool winter's mist crawling in from between the trees into his head. With a crooked smile, Magpiekit watched Badgerkit approach and he couldn't help the pun.

''Hey, are you here to 'badger'kit me into playing again?''

The eyeroll was absolutely worth it and Magpiekit felt his whole form shiver as he snickered. ''Oh come on...it was good...'' Glancing at his mother, who humoured him with a quiet smile, Magpiekit's heart swelled and he allowed himself for the moment a sliver of confidence. Thank the stars for his humour! Magpiekit didn't know where he'd be without his jokes, his laughter that bubbled up like water from a spring, deep, deep underground. Smiling like the sun that warmed his muzzle, Magpiekit clumsily got onto his paws and marched proudly into the middle of camp, where he sat down with his scruffly chest puffed out.

He was a leader's son, dangit and he would act like it! Lifting his head in mimicry of his father, Magpiekit smiled proudly at his siblings, ignoring the jibes that his consciousness put into their mouths. Self-Care, dangit! Raccoonstar may have been an intimidating cat at first, but Magpiekit had to confess that he was just as much a father as their mother was their mother. And how flattered would he be? To see his son trying to be like him? It would be enough to put a smile on anyone's face at least. Magpiekit wondered if he'd fare well as a leader, or as a deputy at least; Recalling his father's tired face, Magpiekit wondered that it was perhaps not so endearing to him as it might've been.

But then being a warrior wasn't exactly that appealing, the idea of waking up every morning to patrol along the same borders tedious. With a thin smile on his face, the small kit seemed to draw in on himself when he couldn't think of another path to tread; He didn't want to be a medicine cat either, he had seen how Lynxpelt looked and the more he thought about it, the more lonely it felt. Gulping, Magpiekit fancied staying a kit forever - He could keep the others company in the nursery and look after everyone, a far less lonesome and busy path. Sadly, the small kit knew not about the thorns that lay ahead, the paths twisting and criss-crossing like snakes until life became one boggling mess, the only mess he knew was the state of his pelt and that was troublesome enough. Deep in thought, Magpiekit slowly brushed down his chest fur with short and hurried laps of his tongue. Predictably, his chest floof did not stay down but rather spring up as perky as squirrels.

With a nervous tremor running through him, Magpiekit swallowed down his nerves and wobbled onto his paws. Spotting Stormstrike, Magpiekit's blood ran cold - That was a horrible scar! He didn't want that to happen to him! With a stifled yelp, Magpiekit bounded up to his mother and scrambled to bury his face in her pelt. What a horrible, horrible, horrible face! Snow-white tail coiled around him like a comforting blankie, Magpiekit felt shame prickle along his fur.

What kind of leader's son was afraid of scars? 

Scoffing derisively at himself, Magpiekit looked up at his concerned mother and fought an apologetic smile onto his face. ''I'm okay, mom.'' He promised, fidgeting uncomfortably. ''I don't cry.'' Big kits didn't cry, but then Magpiekit knew that he wasn't a particularly big kit. Not yet, anyhow. Besides, for all the affection he had for his mother, Magpiekit wanted to impress his father the most. And the way he sought to do that was to suppress any kind of emotion that was akin to fear or sadness. Real warriors didn't feel! They were strong! They were calm! They were powerful and lean! They were Raccoonstar, and although deep down Raccoonstar loved him the way he was, Magpiekit felt that wasn't enough. 

He had born a runt and he had to make up for it somehow. 

 Kit's thoughts on parents: A momma's boy, Magpiekit is extremely close to his mother and treats her like a safe-spot. Owlfleck is considered one of the few cats that Magpiekit is comfortable with burying his face (a sign of great trust, as said by Magpiekit) and one can often find him hanging out close by her side. While Magpiekit does talk to others, it is no secret that he is particularly shy compared to Sunsetkit and Badgerkit, and consequently he needs Owlfleck as someone to talk to, as someone to pound reason back into his skull when all logic has flown out of the window like frightened pigeons. Although he does wish she'd stop fussing over his fur (it's just too hard to bother trying to tidy up his pelt, when it gets messy after five minutes), Magpiekit has no-one else that he'd much rather have the guidance of. It's easy to tell that he's got his favourite parent, but that certainly doesn't mean that he doesn't value his father. 

Raccoonstar is simply a busy cat and Magpiekit cannot help but be a little awe-struck of how strong his father is. Leader of an entire clan and the father of three kits? Wow! As someone who is afraid of responsibility, Magpiekit is very proud of his father and wonders if he inherited some of that courage. He certainly didn't inherit his father's size nor charm, and while he is remarkably different from his littermates, Magpiekit believes that somewhere he is destined to prove himself as his father's son. Self-conscious of his own timidity and size around Raccoonstar, Magpiekit tends to be a little more quiet and nervous around the leader but deep-down, Magpiekit looks up to him and wants to make him proud of him. He feels that he cheated Raccoonstar in someway by being born a runt, and has a tendency to try and act out around Raccoonstar. He just wants his father to look at him, please, I'm on my knees begging you. 

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Theravenist [2018-12-14 07:09:12 +0000 UTC]

Name/Discord Name: O V E R H A U L#4154

Activity Level (1-10): Pretty much a 10 until about the end of January, then it will probably drop to a 7-8 cause college will start coming back up
  Kitten you're trying out for: Magpiekit

Kitten RP Sample: (Note: If I get Magpiekit I'd like to buy him the asthma trait, since with his awkward proportions I think it would be enjoyable and add to his character, especially since I grew up with childhood asthma. If I get him and you don't like this, tell me so I won't buy it. I'll also have to buy a new character slot. ^-^") From the gaping darkness of the medicine cat den came an awkwardly framed kitten, of mahogany and whites. The kitten, with his long spindly legs and thin, tight chest, bounded his way happily without a notice in the world. Long, curvy strands of silky fur as soft as a kitten's curled and wound their way around his hips and chest, as his large paws thumped as loud as the weirdly small kit's could.

You would think he was a newborn, with his small size.. and then you saw his siblings. Badgerkit was well-rounded and firm, stable; while Sunsetkit was tall, majestic, and would surely grow up to be beautiful.. but Magpiekit was neither plump and stable, or tall and majestic, and straying away from "beautiful" every day with his greasy fur. In his innocent eyes, he knew not of this, only seeing the world as something to play with.

With a dopey smile, the tom tried to play with his larger siblings. He was timid and shy when it came to new cats, but with his family he felt like a pea in a pod. He would fling himself atop the much larger Badgerkit with a mewl as he playfully bit at her neck, rolling and tussling as the two kittens play fought a bit roughly. While timid, that didn't mean the tom was weak, and he wasn't afraid to give his biggest sibling a run for her money. His paws grappled around her chest as he nibbled at her neck instinctively.

"Maggie!" Badgerkit mewled with a laugh,"Get off before I roll over and break you"

"Its not my fault you taste funny Ba-dgie!" Magpiekit laughed as he found himself moving from biting her neck to grabbing the loose fur on her cheek, not knowing that would hurt her.

"Ou-ouch that hurts!" Badgerkit would mewl which made Magpiekit hesitate, he was young and didn't understand that he could bite too hard. 

In the moment where Magpiekit hesitated, he found himself receiving a strong and powerful kick to the chest that sent him whirling. Sprawling and rolling across the ground half out of genuine pain and half out of dramatization. It wasn't until he got up that it hit him - a wheeze - as he stumbled and then sat. He took deep, panicked breaths at first, which emitted that horrendous dry heaving sound, as if a filter had been placed inside his mouth that only let him breath oh so much. His small lips opened and closed, not unlike that of a goldfish, as he tried to breath.

"M-Ma!" Badgerkit would yowl desperately,"It- it happened a-again!"

Kit's thoughts on parents:

Raccoonstar: As one might imagine, he looks up to his dad, but less so because his dad is the leader and more so because his dad is strong, big, and everything he wants to be.. and just so happens to be leader. As the only tom of the litter, Magpiekit really looks up to his dad a lot, and has set him as the example for what he wants to be when he grows up. He probably wouldn't understand that Raccoonstar and Owlfleck aren't mates until hes an apprentice. He would probably grow up and try to be "the perfect tom-cat" with a strong sense of chivalry and masculinity, especially since he doesn't exactly look the best or healthiest.

Owlfleck: He loves his mama, although sometime he can be a tad uncomfortable. Even though his father is hot headed, he spends the majority of his time with his mother, and is often present if she gets into an argument with anyone. Sometimes this makes him confused, since he is young and doesn't understand why his mother seems "angry". The same can be said for his father, he just is less likely to see them.

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Urureii [2018-12-14 01:10:38 +0000 UTC]

 Name/Discord Name: The Homosexual Agenda™ #0211
 Activity Level (1-10): 7-8 (with winterbreak coming up most likely goes up to a 9)
 Kitten you're trying out for: Badger
 Kitten RP Sample: 
The coll grey kitten tumbled after her sister from the nursery entrance, followed by the scrawny figure of her smallest brother, Magpiekit. The big black tabby waved her tail while she caught her balance after tripping over her large clumsy paws. Badgerkit's paws were very large in comparison to the other proportions of her body, although, that wasn't saying much, Badgerkit was the largest and heaviest of her litter, and it was only natural that she had big paws to go along with that. She ruffled the dirt from her pelt and quickly took off after Sunsetkit, Magpie trotting along behind the two of his older sister's. Badgerkit was quick to close the distance between herself and her sister, tackling the smaller kit to ground with a low, and less than-intimidating growl that earned a loud squeal from her brown pelted siblings. Badgerkit maybe have been the brawn of her siblings, but she didn't have much brains in comparison to her two younger siblings, even if she was a little smart.
Her heavy weighted paw rested on Sunsetkit's chest giving a triumphant kit yowl as she grinned down at her little sister, her tail lashing playfully. "Got you! thought you could get away? to bad! I win, your turn to be it, Sunny!" she laughed, poking a little fun at her smaller sister while she seemed to rub her win in sunsetkit's face. She bounced off of her chest, her tail whacking against Sunset's nose in an attempt to spite the other kitten further into giving chase. Magpiekit had been keeping pace with the two of his older sister's nonetheless, and the likeliness of Sunset giving up on trying to go after her larger sister, she'd probably take advantage of Magpie's small frame and go after him instead. 

Badgerkit sported a large, toothy grin once Sunsetkit flipped straight up onto her paws and immediately started dashing after her, giving Badgerkit the signal to start running. The black tabby cackled while he took off, her sister on her tail as she quickly darted around camp with Sunsetkit in tow. She slide around curves of the camp, occasionally taking a few twists in an attempt to catch Sunsetkit off guard. Suddenly, Badgerkit came to a halt, a sneaky grin crossing her features while she turned around to face Sunsetkit, her tail lashing. She was huffing lightly with the little marathon the two sister's had around camp trying to catch one another.
When Sunsetkit slowed down, creeping slowly towards her sister with an arched back to match her older sister's size, a cheeky and confident grin displayed on her muzzle. Sunsetkit had leaped forward to tackle the tabby kit down to the ground like she had done to her earlier. just as the brown kit neared her back, Badgerkit dropped onto her stomach, allowing her to fly over head and land on the ground roughly. Badgerkit cackled once again, in triumph over her little sister once again, pining her down tot he ground with a cocky grin. "Got you agaaain!
 Kit's thoughts on parents:

Badgerkit unsurprisingly looks up to her father greatly, being the leader of Shadowclan, and Badgerkit having the biggest resemblance to him, she dreams to one day take on the role as Shadowclan leader just like her papa, and hopefully be just as strong and handsome! as for Owlfleck, she loves her more than anything, beautiful and strong-willed, in Badger's opinion, she thinks of it almost as an achievement that she has both strong, and good looking parents, that gives her the hope that she'll be just as amazing as the both of them when she comes of age.

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readlliea [2018-12-13 22:57:01 +0000 UTC]

Name/Discord Name: Readlliea #6461

Activity Level (1-10): 8

Kitten you're trying out for: Magpie

 Kitten RP Sample:

"You're gonna get your fur in a horrible tangle." Magpiekit commented. "Like mine, you don't want fur like mine, do ya?"

The runt and tom of the group commented, a small smile on his face as he jabbed his largest sister with his paw. THe attempt of humor didn't go so well. She merely wanted to play, to practice fighting. And well, he was the only one in here still. Sunsetkit had run off again, probably on some daring adventure. Badgerkit heeded his words with no attempt to, easily pouncing at him and shoving him down to the ground. The runt squirmed beneath her, not liking the weight upon his small frame.

Thankfully, his squirming got his message across. He could hear his sister sigh as she released him and once more her telling him that he had to actually try to fight back. Flailing around wasn't going to help him. Sitting up, he tried to smooth a curly plume on his chest. Several attempts ended up failing as he gave up.

"They should've called you Fightkit." Magpiekit joked, letting a small paw of his whack Badgerkit lightly on the leg.

Jumping to his legs, he did his best to run away from his biggest sister. The white and black she-cat easily was at his side but she seemed to at least be trying to make this more fun for the both of them. However, he felt something different slamming into him. Causing him to tumble across the ground and give a stunned rasp for air.

"Gotcha!! I win!" Sunsetkit's voice shouted in triumph.

"Congrats....you're squishing my chest..." Magpiekit claimed as his tail tapped her, though she seemed to remain standing proud for a moment before getting off.

Exhaling the held up air, he cast his gaze to her before standing. His ears slanting slightly as he took a seat. His two sisters quickly started roughhousing with full force. He wasn't able to take part in their games...oh well. A thought came to mind, causing his ears to perk and he looked to his sisters.

"Hey, I have a idea." Magpiekit started, his ears slanting slightly as he neared his wrestling sisters. "Wanna help me get some wet moss? We can put them in Adderkit's nest and when he sits, he'll get a little wet?"

"We should do that to the apprentices!" Sunsetkit boasted as she stood over their sister; for two seconds before Badgerkit easily escaped her.

Kit's thoughts on parents:

Magpie is uncertain on how to view his parents. While he wants to love them and feel comfortable around them both despite the tension between the two adults, Magpiekit finds himself being timid around them. His father is a intimidating presence and he's uncertain on if his mother truly wants him out of his siblings around. Even though he isn't close to either parent, he wants to be something that makes them happy. To some degree at least. This results in him trying to do things that he thinks might be funny but harmless. Having the lineage of a leader in his veins has left him with a feeling that he needs to live up to his father's prowess, even more so as their only son.

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TheLittlestPika [2018-12-13 21:43:10 +0000 UTC]

Name/Discord Name: Angel
Activity Level (1-10): 9
Kitten you're trying out for: Badger
Kitten RP Sample: Badgerkit barreled past her siblings into camp with a broad smile on her face, standing straight and looking for someone to bug. After a long moment, the large kit rammed the smallest of her litter in the side with her head, pinning Magpiekit with a loud laugh. "C'mon, Magpie! You gotta fight back if you wanna win!" She huffed, clearly not expecting a response as she batted at the runt's ears with soft paws before hopping off and running around the camp quickly. She soon took to pouncing on her mother's tail and biting it, clinging on like a huge tick.
Kit's thoughts on parents: Badgerkit loves her mother, Owlfleck, with all of her heart, happy to be there for all of the ups and downs. She is a bit more distant to her father, Raccoonstar, but tries to get his attention whenever possible, even if it means getting into trouble by bullying the other kits a bit.

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eiixiirs [2018-12-13 21:24:11 +0000 UTC]

Name/Discord Name: Sage

Activity Level (1-10): 10 

Kitten you're trying out for: Sunsetkit

Kitten RP Sample: 
As the bright, warm sun beamed down into camp on the warm, greenleaf day, a soft stirring in the nursery sounded. A roasted chestnut colored, gradient tabby, wavy-furred, freckled she-kit yawned, stretching out as she lay among her littermates. Rolling over onto her side, the she-kit squinted her bright, tan eyes as the sun rays flooded into the nursery, directly into her orbs. The she-kit grunted and sat up, blinking sleepily as she looked around to see her mother resting soundly next to her. Sunsetkit grinned widely, a proud smile on her face as she stood up, taking a moment to compare her pelt to her mother's brown tabby coat. Her mother was so pretty.. and she looked almost exactly like her! As the tall kit looked away and glanced outside of the nursery, she hesitated for a moment, knowing better than to exit the den without her mother's permission.. But she didn't care much.. She wanted to explore!
The tall, agile, young molly immediately trotted towards the exit, taking long strides to avoid stepping on her sleeping siblings. Upon coming to the nursery entrance, Sunsetkit peeked her head out, blinking her tan eyes to adjust to the lighting quicker.. As she took in the bright, green colors of camp, she gasped softly, her tail standing tall as she gazed with amazement outside of the den. "Woah..!" Sunsetkit called out softly before running out of the den, her eyes darting back and forth as she took in the sights for the first time ever.. The world outside of the nursery was much, much bigger than she expected..!
However, when a large apprentice padded up to her, greeting her, Sunsetkit looked at the tom, her facial features instinctively crunching up with disgust, her eyes sweeping over him, obviously unimpressed with his stance and introduction to her, "Who are you?" She asked, her tone laced with venom as she glared at the much larger cat, staring him down. As the apprentice just let out a whimper at her gaze, Sunsetkit laughed, "Pathetic. You shrivel up into a little ball just from a glare? Run back to your mother with your tail tucked between your thighs before I chew you up and spit you back out, pet!" Sunsetkit spat at him, lashing her tail as she turned, the tip of her feathery tail smacking him as she walked away, almost in a strut.. She was the leader's daughter after all. She was much better than the other cats around her! Her heritage was that of glory, from what she knew, and she would be sure to let everyone know just how great she and her family members were.

Kit's thoughts on parents: Sunsetkit absolutely adores her parents. She thinks her mother, Owlfleck, is the most graceful and beautiful she-cat that ever walked on earth and takes a deep pride in looking like her. Sunsetkit thinks her father is the most fierce, stronger cat to ever live and believes both her parents to be an unstoppable duo. They are the bravest, best cats ever and therefore Sunsetkit believes that she and her siblings are the greatest kits to ever be. After all, they came from two, such perfect Shadowclanners.

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fernyfeline [2018-12-13 20:25:45 +0000 UTC]

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