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[~Totally Insane~]

Username: ~Totally Insane~
Full Warrior Name: Sunstrike
Personality: A jumpy she-cat who prefers to keep to herself. Sunstrike is good with kits and, despite being a warrior, loves to hear the elder's stories. She's a sweet cat, but gets nervous easily which affects her ability to talk to her clanmates. Sometimes she comes off as nasty and cold, but she is a gentle and loving cat.
History: Sunstrike was born and raised a normal she-cat. During apprenticehood she learnt that she was wonderful at hunting and spying. She kept to the side in battles as she hates conflicts, but is often the first pick for spying and scouting as she is silent. Apart from that she's had a normal clan history!
Art:

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Extra: Sunstrike's favorite quotes -
"тнє ∂αякєѕт нσυя ιѕ αℓωαуѕ вєfσяє ᎠᎪᎳᏁ."

"тнє σиℓу тιмє уσυ ѕнσυℓ∂ ℓσσк вαςк ιѕ тσ ѕєє нσω fαя уσυ'νє ςσмє."

[endless shelter;;]

My username? Well it's ~FallenHope~.
The reason i would like to win this cat is because it's a Maine Coon, and the Maine Coon is my favourite cat breed ever. Norwegian Forest Cats aren't like this cat to me, i love all things about them. and their big hearts.


This is Blazingheart, i guess you could get work out a bit of her personality by the name.

Curiosity never killed the cat (3rd person)
"Auntie! When can i go outside?" a young kit squealed beneath her meal, a squirrel, twice her size.
"Not yet, Kindle." a young silver cat replied, "Tomorrow will be warm and dry, you know it's hard getting your fur clean after you jumping in mud," she chuckled as she picked up the squirrel and ripped pieces of for her niece to eat. "Thanks Janice!" Kindle squeaked as she quickly ate the strips. "Sunset, Kindle would you like to watch?" Janice mewed as she looked out of the burrow.
"Yes please!" the young Maine Coon squeaked as she ran to her aunt, the view from the moors was great, the sun shone over the thawing snow, a yawn escaped her mouth, "Time to sleep little one.." her guardian smiled as the young kit was picked up and taken to her nest."Rest my little one... Grow big and strong... One day when you'll be your full size, no one will try to stop you.." Janice sang as the furball fell asleep.

A squeak of pain rang in the burrow, "Why when i was sleeping?!" Kindle wailed as she saw a quarter of her left ear clawed off,
"This will have the two-legs not take you and make it that you can't have kits, it's a trick because they think we're dumb."her aunt mewed as she covered the cut in comfrey and cobweb. "We'll be travelling somewhere safer, but we'll need to go through twoleg place, that's why i done the cut." she explained and got some travelling herbs ready.

It was time. The two of them ate the travelling herbs covered in mouse-blood, "Still tastes bitter!" Kindle wrenched her nose as she finished it, "Best i could do sweetie," her aunt replied and picked her up, "Be ready for a long day."she warned as she picked up Kindle and raced to the twoleg-place.

Janice was old, which meant she could no longer look after her niece. Once getting through twoleg-place, she went to the forest of Dawnclan, "I'm sorry my child... I can no longer care for you, but now you'll go to a better place. Safer, there you'll go stronger... Remember, may starclan light your path..." she whispered after putting the kit into a hollowed out, fallen tree with moss, "Rest well, there will definitely two who will help you.." and then, the old grey long-hair left to the place of her approximately last year for retirement.*

Kindle yowled, "No! Please don't go!" and began cryingJanice was old, which meant she could no longer look after her niece. Once getting through twoleg-place, she went to the forest of Dawnclan, "I'm sorry my child... I can no longer care for you, but now you'll go to a better place. Safer, there you'll go stronger... Remember, may starclan light your path..." she whispered after putting the kit into a hollowed out, fallen tree with moss, "Rest well, there will definitely two who will help you.." and then, the old grey long-hair left to the place of her approximately last year for retirement.

Kindle yowled, "No! Please don't go!" and began crying. The crying called over two she-cats. Who were they? Well no other than Bouldernose and Sunshoulder! The two calmly walked to the crying and hushed the kit, "Don't worry little one, we'll take care of you.., "I'm Sunshoulder, and this is my mate Bouldernose." she explained about them both being female, and Kindle let them take her into camp, "You'll be named Blazingkit, for it's like you're fire, still alight though water covered it."

Word count;; 489 words like twoleg-place count as one word)


Personality;;
Blazingheart is a sweet, caring she-cat, the reason she's still so happy after her past is that Janice, her aunt, helped her and many other kits survive to live a long, healthy, full life. Even her aunt had to die. She wants to be like her, a cat who will die with honor.

Blazingheart is warm and extremely caring to kits and elders, even the crankiest apprentices and warriors. Cats think that she'll still be the calmly annoying one incase of arguments, but no, she can actually be quite snappy and can be hard on apprentices. She believes that being a bit hard on her apprentice(s) will make them grow strong and independent. Blazingheart, larger than all her other clan mates, uses her size to sometimes scare apprentices into actually doing their work, for she can be quite harsh on them. no respect means a nip or scratch.

Theme Song;;
Die young - Ke$ha

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums
Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
So while you're here in my arms
Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

We're gonna die young
We're gonna die young

Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

Young hearts, out our minds
Running 'til we outta time
Wild child's lookin' good
Living hard just like we should
Don't care who's watching when we tearing it up (You Know)
That magic that we got nobody can touch (For sure)

Looking for some trouble tonight (yeah)
Take my hand, I'll show you the wild side
Like it's the last night of our lives (uh huh)
We'll keep dancing 'til we die

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums
Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
So while you're here in my arms,
Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

We're gonna die young
We're gonna die young

Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

Lines by me, bg by notifyneelix

[Sharkie.]

Username:
Casper The Ethiopian

Full Warrior Name:
Rosefall

Personality:
Rosefall, in almost a cliché way, is an elegant cat. She prides herself in being ladylike and graceful, never one to trip or swear. She's always seemed to sit back and allow others to sort out their own problems, likely because of her lack of many littermates to grow up and develop social skills with. She isn't very keen on anything involving groups because of this, but will tolerate it and do what needs done. She isn't rude, merely reserved.

Many think she is like her namesake flower: vibrant, passionate, and sharp. This is true to an extent, though of course, Rosefall has more to her than just three traits. Contrary to her outward attitude toward others, she is intensely loyal to her clan above all else. This tends to be a very common trait among clan cats, but Rosefall takes it to a new extreme. Because of her elusive nature, she isn't 'friends' with many of her clanmates, yet would die for any one of them in the span of a heartbeat.

Her suffix, 'fall,' was chosen out of her protectiveness of nearly anything that moves. It signifies that she would be willing to sacrifice herself for many things, whether it is because they mean that much to her or she means that little to herself. It doesn't seem to matter, for she leaves a happy, albeit vaguely overheated, life among her clanmates.

History:
Although it's pretty clear due to her pedigree and somewhat rare coat pattern, Rosefall's mother and father were both kittypets. Her mother, Nightshade, was discovered by Sunshoulder and Bouldernose while the two were hunting. The cat was in obvious distress, crouched on the ground and panting, which prompted Sunshoulder to rush to her aid as Bouldernose ran back to camp, intent on fetching help. Nightshade had been heavily pregnant, and soon stated to Sunshoulder that she had merely strayed to far from home to close to her birthing date. Unable to turn her away, Sunshoulder invited Nightshade into the nursery until she and her kitten were well enough to travel home.

Later that night, Sunshoulder and Bouldernose were woken by the soft mewling of a newborn kitten. Nightshade was curled around a tiny she-kit, pale tawny with exotic red tips. Upon leaning closer, the two could detect the phrase 'You'll be called Rose' murmured, over and over as if the mother expected her kit to repeat it. Knowing what first-time mothers often went through, having raised two kittens of their own, they backed off to wait until help was requested. Nightshade seemed to notice, and flashed a grateful smile as they left.

One week later, Rose was beginning to toddle around almost as quickly as Nightshade was loosing her joy in motherhood. Soon after the birth, she had found herself itching to get away from the attention-demanding ball of fluff and back to her twolegs. Parental life was so clearly not something she was cut out for, and thus, she made the decision to slip away as the clan slept. Although Bouldernose was standing guard when she made her escape, the calico warrior made no move to stop her. Forcing an unloving mother onto a kit would be something awful for Bouldernose, and she instead told her mate about what had happened as soon as she awoke.

Rose, soon renamed Rosekit, did not seem to care about or even remember her mother's disappearance. She grew up just like any kitten, side by side her adopted sister Smallkit and elder brother, Weaselpaw, and under the doting gaze of her two mothers. She never went on to have many friends, but became a well known and well respected member of the clan.

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Extra:
For my extra, I will be explaining why I want this cat and why I chose her name, personality, history, ect., the way I did. I rarely see anyone do this when it is not required for the adoption, but I think it would be nice to hear.

I'm going to start off with why I want this cat. Unlike most, this isn't just a 'the kitten is pretty cute' impulse application, the cat looks like she could become a character that holds some emotional attachment for me. On Memorial Day, my girlfriend's cat, Hunter, was hit and killed by a car. Hunter was a fluffy orange tabby with white undersides, and the first pet she had ever lost to death. Hunter started out as a foster kitten, but became such a member of the family that they couldn't let him go. Since this AaGWC bears some resemblance to him, I wish to win her in honor of Hunter's memory.

In a way, the name Rosefall is also related to Hunter's memory, though more to my girlfriend's grief. She blushes a lot, and it's adorable, but for some reason kids bully her about it. They call her 'tomato face.' As soon as she told me this, I rapidly replaced any prior nicknames with 'rose face,' trying to ease off the pressure and hurt of being mocked. This is where the prefix 'Rose' came from, though 'fall' luckily has nothing to do with others. It merely represents how her life merely fell into place, from Nightshade's birth in the camp to her now-joyous life as a warrior, along with her attitude toward clanmates.

Rosefall's personality came from the fact that we just don't have that many 'ladylike' AaGWC characters! I didn't want her to be a 'flat' character, so her reserved nature and ridiculous loyalty was thrown in. Her past has a more intricate explanation. Since the cat is a red-point Maine Coon, which I think is an uncommon pattern in a purebred cat, I figured her ancestry must have been kittypets. I didn't want to kill off her mother, so a simple case of 'mother doesn't want daughter' was implemented to get rid of her.

[SukarettoYanagi]

Bump! This gorgeous cat ends soon! ^^

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You have 9 hours left to finish forms for the Red-point Maine Coon.

If you did not have time to complete an extra, I will still accept your form.

The adoption closes at 24:00 CST.

The winner will be announced around 9-10 AM Monday.

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The winner is Finny.

Caspr will recieve an RU.

[voittoisa]

Congrats, Finny!!

[endless shelter;;]

Congrats! Take good care of her!

Can't say I'm not a tad bit upset eh?
no one can be pure happy when they tried their hardest and lost (.3.) not sulking at all.