Audition For Twilightsilver

[Silverstream]

Display Name: Silverstream
Characters: None, yet, but Rapidstar is as of yet, unaccepted, as far as I know.
RP Example: Twilightsilver woke suddenly. She had been sleeping in her den, until the tiniest sound awakened her. Her eyes flew open and she lay there, heart pounding for several long minutes. When the sound was not repeated she got up and walked out of the den to the moonlight clearing. She paced about for several minutes, then glanced at the fresh-kill pile. Noticing it was low, she decided to hunt. I've got nothing better to do, thought Twilightsilver. So she left the camp to go to the nearby stream. Silently, she layed down at the river's edge, waiting for a stupid enough fish to swim by. Minutes passed into hours as she waited, for the fish seemed to be smart tonight. Finally, with the sky changing from black to a deep blue, a fish swam close and caught her attention. Instictively, she lowered closer to the ground, and lifted a paw out over the water, ever so slowly. Then with a casual flick of her paw, she flipped the fish out of the river and leapt upon it, killing it quickly. She moved the fish up farther on the bank and settled agian by the river to repeat this greuling process.
Why you should get this character:
-I'm a great roleplayer
-I'm extremely active on the few sites I'm on
-I'm an admin on most of the other sites I'm on (Bad reason but...)
-I'm interested to see where this plot goes, and Twilightsilver is my closest link.

I'm not sure if you need my profile, but if you do, here it is:

Name: Twilightsilver
Do you respect the ancient ways?: No, but she likes the two-part name.
Age: 8 seasons
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: Twilightspirit is a beautiful white-gray-black cat. She has enormous bright blue eyes, and has long strong claws. The tip of each foot is snow-white, but the rest of her body is every color between black and white. The fur around her neck is a bit thicker, somewhat like a lion’s, and is also white in color. Her coat remains as thick in winter as it does in the summer, and her tail is also very thick. Twilightsilver has a beautiful voice, and rarely uses it.
RP Example: Twilightsilver woke suddenly. She had been sleeping in her den, until the tiniest sound awakened her. Her eyes flew open and she lay there, heart pounding for several long minutes. When the sound was not repeated she got up and walked out of the den to the moonlight clearing. She paced about for several minutes, then glanced at the fresh-kill pile. Noticing it was low, she decided to hunt. I've got nothing better to do, thought Twilightsilver. So she left the camp to go to the nearby stream. Silently, she layed down at the river's edge, waiting for a stupid enough fish to swim by. Minutes passed into hours as she waited, for the fish seemed to be smart tonight. Finally, with the sky changing from black to a deep blue, a fish swam close and caught her attention. Instictively, she lowered closer to the ground, and lifted a paw out over the water, ever so slowly. Then with a casual flick of her paw, she flipped the fish out of the river and leapt upon it, killing it quickly. She moved the fish up farther on the bank and settled agian by the river to repeat this greuling process.
Clan: NightClan
Rank: Warrior
Breed: Norwegian Forest Cat
Personality: Twilightsilver has the clan loyalty of a loner, or a rogue, and only respects those in power, in hopes of taking their position one day. To those in power, save the leader, she never shows respect, although she does think of them highly. As for the elders and kits, Twilightspirit despises them, which is why she lives in NightClan. Twilightspirit is a cruel, beautiful cat, and never wants a mate.
History: Twilightsilver was born to a clan queen, although no one, not even the leader knows the father. She was considered an outcast as a kit, and never tried to fit in. Because of this, she grew up to be hard, cold, and unforgiving. She enjoys fighting, and hunting, but she does not have the patience for an apprentice, and that may be why she does not have on yet. Hunting, she prefers to do alone, and if the leader assigns her to hunt with someone, she quickly slips away. If someone chooses to go with her, she will also lose them.
Picture:
Codewords: The Ancient Ways, Zeik

[Flintpelt [Spideh]]

I think Rapidstar was accepted...

Your RP example was good, but you need to contain these things-

- Your character's personality (She is in NightClan, so I suggest she's not very.. nice... I hope you get what I mean)
- Your character's description
- And preferably the reason why she has a two part name (In the character's words)

[Flintpelt [Spideh]]

Whoops. I take that back ;D

Alrighty. You can have her in NightClan.

[Silverstream]

Yeah!

[Flintpelt [Spideh]]

I'll RP with you later

[Silverstream]

Cool!

[Silverstream]

Would you mind if I redid the history? I'd like to add a bit to it:

History:
Kit
When Twilightsilver was Twilightkit, her mother was a kind, loving queen. Twilightsilver's mother was called Silverfern, and she greatly respected the Old ways, and loved to teach Twilightsilver about them. Twilightsilver despised her two-part name at first, thinking it made her different, but grew to like it by the time she became an apprentice. Her mother was a ShadowClan queen, but Twilightsilver never knew her father, so she thought he must have been a ShadowClan warrior that died in battle, because no one would talk to her about her father. She often made up little antics and plays in her mind with her and her father, each time he would rescue her, and save her in a heroic fashion. She grew to like her father very much.
Apprentice
Twilightsilver turned six moons and changed from Twilightkit to Twilightpaw. She was a great kit, and loved her training. She would always put her all into each day of training, taking special interest in the days where she and her mentor, Rainember, would practice fighting. She always had a liking, even as a kit to battles, and always begged to go on border patrols in hope of being in a border dispute. She went on like this for several months, until she was the eldest apprentice in the den, and knew her warrior's ceremony was soon approaching. That's when it all changed. That's when the storm came.
It was a dark night, and Twilightpaw was in the apprentice's den, dreaming of the day she would take her warrior name. Suddenly, her eyes shot open, disturbed by a growing feeling of anxiousness. She padded out of the den, and looked around. The air felt hot and clammy, the way it does before a summer rainstorm. Why did she feel so anxious before a storm? Well, she always had a little anxiety before any storm, but never enough to keep her from sleeping, or carrying on with daily clan activity. Then again, a true thunderstorm had never hit in the middle of winter. She looked up and noticed the gray clouds, and the skies opened, pouring out rain like all the tears of StarClan, weeping for loved ones. She knew it was simply a storm, and she tried to shake off the feeling, but it would not leave her. She entered the warrior's den, careful not to wake anyone up save her mother. She led Silverfern outside the den, and Silverfern tried to show her that there was nothing to be afraid of; it was only rain. Silverfern strode calmly beneath a tree to protect herself from the rain and beckoned to Twilightpaw. Then StarClan seemed to be angry at the cat beneath the tree, or maybe just the tree, and they let loose a bolt of yellow-blue energy, making the fur on Twilightpaw's shoulders tingle with electricity. Twilightpaw looked toward the tree again, and saw the dead body of Silverfern. She cried, and would not believe it was true, so she went over to her mother, and began trying to claw her mother awake. That's how her clan found her, sobbing and scratching the dead body of her own mother, a much respected member of the clan.
Immediately, they called the medicine cat over, and had a few of their strongest warriors peel Twilightpaw off of her mother, and escort her to the empty nursery, where they stood guard. The medicine cat pronounced Silverfern dead, and that's when the scorn began. No one in the clan even wanted to be near her, much less talk to her. Rainember stopped training her for fear of what she would use her skills for. They would tease her, or at least the little ones would, as long as they were within sight of an older cat. The warriors would unnecessarily torment her, and finally, Twilightpaw had had enough. One night, clear as can be, she left while the others were sleeping, to find somewhere else to stay.
Entrance to NightClan
Twilightpaw skirted the edges of the clan territories, and was rudely chased off by any clan cat who had been warned of her danger. She spent 5 moons wandering and training herself, until soon, she was as strong, if not stronger than any senior warrior of RiverClan. On one day, the moon was full, and she was thinking about what she would do with her life, a cat jumped on her. Thinking fast, she rolled the cat off her back, and a fight commenced, neither of the cats proving superior to the other. Finally, another cat entered the scene, one she now knew as Zeik, and quickly pinned her. He didn't so much invite her, but one way or another, she ended up joining NightClan, and to this day, she wants to kill the clan cats with all her might.

What do you say?