1. FeralHeart Username - megatron_reigns
2. Character Name - Sweetwater
3. Desired Clan - Pitchclan
4. Desired Position - Warrior
5. Something about your character -
Sweet | Gentle | Keen to listen to Starclan | Loves kits
Sweetwater is infertile! She cant kit.

She loves laying in the cool morning grass when the dews have just settled, and finds that the stars being reflected on any surface is one of her favorite sights. She's always wanting to help cats as well, but don't be mistaken. She is one hell of a fighter if she needs to be.
6. RP Sample
Ears perked, the heavy set tabby looked out over the waters, Amber eyes gleaming in the dimming light. Night was falling, and slowly the sky was turning black. It wasn't log before the stars started to show, bright and beautiful as ever, as they reached across the skies. Tonight, amongst those of Silverpelt, stars were streaking across the sky in a dazzling display that sent shudders down Sweetwater's spine.
She always felt the call of the stars, and today - this display - she felt the urge to race across he moors with the stars above. A cold chill blew over her fur, and as quickly as it had come, the call disappeared. The brown tabby flicked her tail in irritation, eyes falling to the waters at her feet. To her surprise, the stars that fell above her, in the reflection they appeared to all disappear behind her own image. As if they were choosing her.
Fur prickled, before the tabby stepped away from the waters again, shaking her head to rid herself of her thoughts. She was no medicine cat. She knew nothing of what Starclan was doing. And so the molly turned away from the expanse to return to her home - her clan. That's where she was needed. Not here, daydreaming of being able to communicate with those stars above.