Moonfoot of BrookClan

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[glow=blue,2,300]Name:[/glow] Moonfoot, named for her white paws.

[glow=blue,2,300]Age:[/glow] 36 Moons

[glow=blue,2,300]Gender:[/glow] She-cat

[glow=blue,2,300]Clan:[/glow] BrookClan

[glow=blue,2,300]Desired Position:[/glow] Deputy...?

[glow=blue,2,300]Personality:[/glow] The sometimes uncaring, unconcerned look in Moonfoot's might lead to thinking she really doesn't care, and you could get away with anything. But behind her green, hooded eyes, Moonfoot is calculating and always aware. She watches closely in battles for opening attack places, on patrols for enemies, and in her own Clan for misbehaving apprentices. She's not serious all the time, though. Chattering might not be her thing, but she enjoys laughing, and doesn't discourage humour.
Moonfoot is also a very loyal BrookClan cat, and maybe a little rough at times. But her intention is almost always just. She rarely ever gets blinded by feelings or a tough situation.

[glow=blue,2,300]Physical Description:[/glow] A sleek black she-cat with white on her throat, leading to her belly and paws. Her tail is black all the way to its tip, and her eyes are a dark leaf-green. As for strength, there is much in Moonfoot's muscle; she is quite powerful. Her legs run fast easily, though not lightning-quick, and she keeps her claws sharp.

[glow=blue,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
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[glow=blue,2,300]History:[/glow]
*Optional, but preferred* Moonfoot grew up in BrookClan since kitten-hood. She has never wanted anything different.
As Moonkit, she was always quiet and observative. She looked on during Clan life and silently couldn't wait to be a warrior. When she could, she'd listen to the elders' tales and imagine the brave, courageous cats of the past. She wanted to be just like them.
Once she was apprenticed, Moonpaw began to develop more of a personality for herself. Instead of trying to imitate every rolemodel warrior of past and present, she thought things through a little more, and came to the conclusions herself. Instead of watching all the time, she now acted out more. During her lessons, she'd work hard to be someone she could be proud of. She learned that watching and observing was good, but taking action was just as valuable.
When her warrior ceremony finally came around, she was proud of herself, like any self-respecting Clan cat would be. She thought back to her younger moons and was pleased to think how far she'd come. She never stopped her hard work once being a warrior, and although she was satisfied with her Clan spot and knew she'd never become unloyal, in her heart she hoped she could do something more. She hoped there was more to her life -- more challenge-- she just hadn't accomplished yet. And sure enough, when the BrookClan deputy position opened, she was chosen to succeed it. This type of life-trial was precisely what she'd been wishing for, and pleasure mixed with surprise at this event.
So now, to this day, Moonfoot goes about her responsibility with the contentment of one who knows her place.

[glow=blue,2,300]IC:[/glow] The rising sun's light glimmered off a puddle, making it appear to be liquid gold. It shuddered, ripples spreading out from somewhere near its middle. The rain from the night before had thoroughly soaked the leaves in the forest until they doubled over, dripping their burden to the ground, or, in some cases, into a puddle.
Suddenly, two black ears poked over a fern. They twitched this way and that, turning backward at some point, before two green eyes and a black nose rose into view. Satisfied that nothing was sneaking around, the cat stepped around the fern, showing her graceful white paws. With one glance around the forest, Moonfoot grinned and took a running start, splashing into the puddle. The water reached up to touch the tip of her chest fur, and she shivered at its chill. Her tail waved back and forth, safely above the water as she pulled herself, saturated, back onto dry ground. Then, without even stopping to dry her fur, she took off at a run through the territory. A bird or two shot from their roost, squawking, as the cat went racing underneath their tree. She wasn't worried about catching fresh-kill, though. The wind swished coolly through her fur, and she soon stopped leaving droplets of water behind her dash. A yowl erupted from her throat and she flung herself at a tree. Her strong legs hauled her up quickly and before long she was perched on a high branch, watching the sun continue its climb to the top of the sky.

[glow=blue,2,300]Code:[/glow] Whisper

[glow=blue,2,300]Other:[/glow]
*Optional* Hmmm... nope, I don't think there be anything else.

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[glow=blue,2,300]What Warriors Books Have You Read?:[/glow] I've read all the first series, all the second series, The Sight, Firestar's Quest, and The Warriors Field Guide. And the first Manga book. (Didn't like it, though.)

[glow=blue,2,300]Is This Your First Warriors RP site?:[/glow] Ha, no way.

[glow=blue,2,300]Do you Know How To Rp?:[/glow] Yeahah!

[glow=blue,2,300]Are You Active?:[/glow] I would say yes.

[glow=blue,2,300]Are You Welcoming To New Ideas?:[/glow] Well, mostly yes. But I've had some bad experiences on certain sites where suddenly the cats could turn into magical animals, and they could fly, and such. I'm not against such fantastical ideas, they're just not what I picture when I think of Warriors. That kind of stuff seems too magical for Warriors, I think.

[glow=blue,2,300]How did you find out about CWC?:[/glow] Heh, I saw the site's URL numerous times when streamy, cindy, and faith were posting it on one of Faith's kitties' bios on WU. XD

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Good, I'll accept you since i know how ya RP..but try to have the IC and history done too.

[.Taslin.•*"*•.]

Alrighty, finished I am!

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*moves* you can start RPing!