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Select one of the following options and answer in accordance with the type of application you wish to put forth. The earlier a letter is in the alphabet the more preferential the treatment that application will receive.

A.) Application to Adopt Fernheart - Discuss why you feel you would be a good player for this character.

B.) Application as existing PC - Discuss and provide evidence that supports your character's suitability to selection as a Deputy for Cinderstar. This should include links to IC posts. Be sure to address how you would propose we deal with the existing deputy.

C.) Application as a to be created PC - Briefly discuss the character you wish to create, including why that character would be suitable as a the new Deputy and why the current leader would support them. Be sure to address how you would propose we deal with the existing deputy.

Please reply to the following post In Character using the character that you are applying with.

The young apprentice Goldpaw shrunk back, fur sucked tight to her body in fear as she cowered in front of her mentor, eyes wide with fear as she almost disappeared in the massive tom’s shadow.

"The Clan comes first!" he hissed lowly, his already massive tabby pelt raised in anger. "The elders saw you take the last bird, before they’d been fed. Have you no respect for those who devoted their lives to ensuring you had a place to live, to hunt, to be born?!" the apprentice's mentor, an older warrior called Robinbright, growled, fangs bared menacingly. The apprentice, hardly more than a kitten, seemed on the verge of fainting. Her whole body trembled violently and she shrank as if trying to hide in the ground beneath her.

Write an in character post in response to the following situation as the character you are applying with.

Your character is out on a lone hunt and comes across the body of a dead clanmate. There are several paw-prints nearby and the stench of rogues hangs in the air thick enough that you know that they've been gone only moments. It is obvious that there weren't many rogues; two-three at the most.

Create an in-character post that would be used to begin a roleplaying thread.

Select the option that applies to you and answer.

A.) Current member of the Staff: Do you feel you are currently fulfilling your already existing responsibilities?

B.) You are not a part of the Staff: Why do you feel that you, the player, is qualified to join the CoSC Staff? In what ways do you feel you can improve your clan? Include information about what you feel you would bring to the staff.

But I am of the opinion that she'd make a great, if unconventional, RiverClan deputy, and, - possibly - even a good leader. She's learned some self-restraint in her moons as a warrior. Compare her rash actions in "A River Has Two Shores (14th of IW (2008)" to her (more) disciplined ones in the recent "I'm not touching you" at Trespass Point, 12 FG 09. She displayed what could be considered leadership qualities in the unexpected skirmish, "In My Sights (6 FF), between two Cabal "intruders", Caligula and Mintaka. While her bossiness (such as over Ambergaze) can be seen as unnecessarily inflammatory, she knows enough by now that "ya got to git business done". She was willing to let the intruding Caligula explain himself before attacking, and only attacked after Amberstorm did because she didn't want him to be alone in the skirmish.

Physically, she's in her prime, and she has a strong sense of morality that's centered solidly on the warrior code.

Her fiery temper endears her to me, particularly as she reminds me somewhat of a fierce-blooded ThunderClan cat, and of defiant WC Dawnstar. Again, this would make an interesting change for RiverClan's reputation. She'd be far from perfect, but like any real, flawed character, Charredleaf would learn as she goes.

As to how she'd become deputy . . . I'm partial to something similar happening to Fernheart like it did Lilywhisker; I like Ferny, and would love to see her adopted someday. She has so much potential. Plus, it would be a lot easier for Charredleaf to go into this new duty with the mindset that says "Hey, even if I mess up, there's still Cinderstar and Fernheart to help out". Perhaps Fernheart could be hurt by some predator, or experience a bout of illness, or even tussle with some predator by the riverbank and swallow lots of water... the possibilities are virtually endless.

StarClan's sakes, Robinbright! she thought with irritation, but she didn't speak her displeasure. The scowl on her broad face said it all.

The broad-shouldered deputy wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible, without any embellishes. That would just waste time, and she didn't want to make a scene in camp. Though rock-skull Robinbright was already making one.

"That's enough, Robinbright," Charredleaf ordered, the second word as low and harsh as saw-grass. Her short tail lashed angrily as she nudged the cowering apprentice aside from her mentor, who was obviously losing his temper.

"She's an apprentice. Remember that you're bigger and older than her," she mewed as drily as she knew how. "There's no need to treat her like an invading ThunderClanner."

Orange eyes turned softened somewhat as they turned towards Goldpaw. "Goldpaw," she mewed in a gentler voice, trying to catch her eyes. "Your mentor's right; elders always eat before warriors do. It's how we show respect to them who've served the Clan."

Charredleaf's tone turned brisk. "Right. Robinbright, I expect you to assign Goldpaw duties so that she can serve the elders as a way of apologizing. Perhaps helping Heronflight or Hailpaw with getting rid of ticks?" Inwardly, the deputy felt a flash of amusement. Gathering mouse dung was never fun.

"Goldpaw, I expect you to remember next time. Elders and kits eat first." Charredleaf sighed, then leaned in a bit towards the mentor, lowering her voice meaningfully.

"And Robinbright--- next time, try not to loose your temper on somecat in your care, unless there's a fire or fox endangering lives."

"Murder! Murder along the border, scent trails southward! Patrols, to me!"

Even if no-cat was within earshot, the rouges were, and they should know better than to do battle with an enraged, bloodthirsty Charredleaf.