Re: Frosteyes « Result #9 on Jul 31, 2007, 4:40pm »
The warrior rank among the clan wasn't introduced until recently roleplay wise, but I can let that slip. The codeword is wrong. Just fix that, and it'll be accepted.
Blackflower « Result #10 on Jul 31, 2007, 3:53pm »
Picture - Name -Blackflower Gender -she-cat Age -37 moons Section of the Empire-The Imperiality(I couldn't think of what it's actually called ^_^;;) Rank -Delegate(if I may?) Description -She is a beautiful silver and white she-cat with black stripes and splotches. Her tail has a black tip and black rings. Her throat and underbelly are white. She has pale green eyes and a nose with a small black flower-shaped mark on it. The backs of her hind legs are solid black below the knees. Personality -She is arrogant and snide. She is loyal only to the Emperor, and she takes orders from noone but he. She is very cruel usually, and easily offended. Once angered, she is not one to cool down quickly. She will often let her anger simmer for hours or days before taking it out on her subordinates. on the rare occasion that she shows pity, mercy, or regret, it is usually not until after her victim is dead or maimed. She finds pleasure in the discomfort of others. History -She was born into the Imperiality. She grew up with her three brothers and sister. She accidentally killed her smallest brother one day while roughhousing. She was only 5 moons old. It was her first taste of blood, and she never forgot it. She fought constantly with anybody who got in her way. Her other two brothers and her sister each lost either an ear tip, an eye, or half of their tail. She became an Imperial trainee and killed two of the other trainees accidentally in training battles. She became an Imperial Guard and fought her way through her competition to the rank of Imperial General by the time she was 19 moons old. She was the general for about 5 moons before she became an advisor. She was an advisor for 15 moons before becoming delegate. She has beeen the delegate for 5 moons. IC - "Where are they? I want them here!" Blackflower shrieked at the trainees standing trembling before her. "W...We... We d... We don't k-know." they stammered in unison, trying vainly to look into her eyes. She was too horrifying to them. They could not. "Find them! They were to be here at moon-high!" she screeched as she swiped a razor-clawed paw at them. The turned with a chorus of mournful cries, fleeing the horrible she-cat, leaving a trail of blood in their wake from the fresh furrows lining each of their sides. "What impudence! Those two had better shape up, or they will find themself with the Slaves!" she hissed to herself as she settled to wait impatiently for her brothers and sister, who, now grown, like her, were her minions in the Imperial Guard. Codeword censored