Adderstar, Leader of Duskclan

Player Alias: I prefer Aztec but Apache or Adder also work.

Character's Full Name:Adderstar
Age: 4
Gender: Male
Cat Species: A long furred tabby tom
Clan/Tribe/kittypet/Rogue: Duskclan
Rank: Leader

Role Play Sample:
The green grass waved in the wind rustled and whispering, driving white clouds across the azure sky. The Twisted River raged not far away its rumbling gurgle could be heard by the male as he sat amber pools watching a line of ants as they want along their way intently. Leaves bits of plants, seeds, even other bugs larger then the small insects passed by the male's large paws as the ants carried their food to their hole. It always astounded the wolf, how something so small carried objects ten times large then themselves? The sheer determination and will to survive along with they way they worked with one another reminded him of a close pack of wolves. Together like the larger canines the ants took down prey bigger then themselves dragging them back to their home under the earth, where they would share with others.

The wondered how their home looked beneath the earth, was it a network of tunnels and passageways one sees carved out as caves by water and wind? Or was it something entirely different, an intricate structure so unlike anything the loner had ever seen. Alas he would never found out, for even his claws were too large to fit within the confines of the ant’s burrow. Like the depths of the ocean these tiny creatures’s home deep under the earth would forever remain a mystery to the male, only the trails carved out of the trunks of fallen trees gave him an idea as to how the ants may structure their homes. As for their social structure, that would never be solved unless he developed a way to communicate with the insects he had little hope of finding out anything about them; if they were capable of intelligent speech that is.

After staring at the insect for a time the male shifting his gaze toward the sky to watch as the wind pushed the clouds along, it took seemed to be over looked by others. Like the ant wolves simply went about their lives with no regard to the wind and its purpose. It carried scents, seeds, and sent the clouds filled with rain to various parts of the land, it even helped the birds soar high in the sky. There were so many simple wonders of the world that were often over looked, but all were necessary for their survival. As he watched the clouds Apache noted a strange scent carried by the very same wind that had marveled him so, the scent of another wolf a male was approaching fast.

Accepted.