Clans of the Rotten|Alura|Application|WIP

EDIT 2: Filled in Alura's Family Tree and her History
EDIT 1: Finished Alura's Personality
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.: Basic Information :.

Name: Alura
Past Names:
Alurakit, Alurapaw, Alura-Shine
Name Meaning: God-Like Advisor
Name Pronunciation: All-or-ra
Nickname(s):
Aura

Age: 4 Years
Season of Birth: Spring
Gender: Female

Clan: WasteClan
Position: Leader

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.: Clan Information :.

Birth Clan: WasteClan
Current Clan: WasteClan

Training Statistics:
●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Hunting
●●●●●●●●●○ ➟ Climbing
●●●●●●●●○○ ➟ Tracking
●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Swimming
●●●●●●●○○○ ➟ Herb/Plant/Fungus Knowledge

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.: Physical Appearance :.

Breed: Calico

Pelt Description: Alura is mostly all black, with calico ginger tabby markings, scattered over her pelt. Her most distingusing feaure is her half and half colored face.

Fur Statistics:
●●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Rough
●●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Dry
●●●●●●●●○○○ ➟ Smooth
●●●●●●●●●●○ ➟ Soft

Short|●●●●●●●●●○|Long

Body Type: Slim under all her fur, but there is a some muscle tones there

Scars: Tail torn half way down now shows the bone. Two deep scars over he right eye, leaving her blind in that eye. She also has the Clan symbol burnt into her thigh.

Mutations: Tail can be counted as a mutation. But the mutation she was born with is she has 3 pupils in her left eye.

Defects: Having 3 pupils in her Left Eye causes her to have regular headaches and poor eyesight. Everything she sees seem a lot closer than it really is.

Acessories: Alura wear the skull of a dead goat which is adorned by eagle feathers. The skull was worn by her mother before she died. The Ribs she also wears, are what her father wore before he passed away. She wears then as a great reminder of how great her parents were, and how they died for the clan. Alura has also adored three feathers into her tail, which are a constant reminder of her father, mother and brother.

Eyes: Right eye is Green and Left eye is blue, she is blind in her Right eye, casusing it to be a clouded over green colour.

Voice: Strong, Gental, Ruling.
Example of Voice: Adult Nala's voice www.youtube.com/watch?v=K5apnJ…

Scent: Alura has the strong scent of dew on a damp autmn morning, mixed with the smell of burnt wood and smoke.

Senses:
●●●○○○○○○○ ➟ Eyesight
●●●●●●●○○○ ➟ Touch
●●●●●●●●○○ ➟ Hearing
●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Taste
●●●●●●●○○○ ➟ Smell

General Statistics:
●●●●●●●●●○ ➟ Strength 
●●●●●●●●○○ ➟ Endurance
●●●●●●●●●○ ➟ Agility
●●●●●●●○○○ ➟ Defense
●●●●●●●●●● ➟ Intelligence
●●●●●●●●○○ ➟ Accuracy

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.: Personality :.

{Calm }
As leader of WasteClan it is notable that cats of this role must be clam, And Alura is the calmest cat you could meet, though this will not stop her from reprimanding you if you even think about putting a paw out of line. So be careful to tread around her, she may have poor eyesight, and she may be the calmest cat about, but she knows everything that goes on.

{Depenable  }
Dependability Is another great trait that all leaders should have and this along with her calmness, make her a very great leader indeed, she will even go as far a to let a kit ride atop her shoulders home if they are lost. though she take her role as leader very, very seriously, she loves to help out other clan members where she can. Ask her for a favour and she is only to happy to help you out.

{Bossy  }
Despite her Calmness and Dependability, Bossy is also another trait leaders have. As they role is to dictate who does what and when. Living in the most hostile place can have its flaws and this means that you have to keep every clan member safe. this can be hard as you can't be every where are once watching everyone at the same time. So if you are told to do something by Alura, do as she tells you to. But also be sure to keep your wits about you and use your common sense.

{Outspoken }
Taking on the role of leader means to have lots of announcements and things to make, as well as also meeting with the other clans leaders. Being a shy cat in the role of a leader wouldn't help you go far. But Alura is a very outspoken cat she will tell you things before she had even thought about them, and this can to some cats sound quite rude. But in actual fact she is the kindest cat you can meet, her outspoken nature can show those some days, but is mainly reserved for her work, where it is needed most.

{Hot-tempered }
This cat has been though a lot on her 4 years of life, she lost her mother when she was 2 years old and 2 years after that she lost her father. This has given her quite the short-temper, and this shows if you do something wrong. Though it may only be an accident it will take her time to think about it, and see what really happened. So be careful what you do, you really don't want to annoy Alura, she has quite the fiery temper to match her fur.

{Reserved }
Alura though outspoken, dependable and clam is quite a reserved cat, though this is something you will rarely see, due to her tragic teenage past, you might often see her wandering about alone, seeming to bee deep in thought, and yes you are right, she will be in deep thought, mulling over her past, and what she could have done to change it. But when she is like this it is best to leave her very well alone. otherwise you may be on the receiving end of a rather nasty slap from her paw.

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.: Sexual Orientation :.

Current Mate: OPEN
Past Mate(s): N/A

Sexuality: Straight

Looking For: Strong Bold Male, and a Lasting relationship

● Lasting Relationship - Yes
● Quick Fling - No
● Unsure - N/A

Finds Attractive: (Name | Tribe | Role-Player) TBA
Finds Unattractive: (Name | Tribe | Role-Player) TBA

Turn-Ons:

● - Feather/Bone Acessories
● - Two different Eye Colours
● - Colourful Fur
● - Small amount of scars

Turn-Offs:

● - Tattered/Matted Dirty Fur
● - Ruthless Nasty Personailties
● - Lots of Scars
● - One Coloured Fur

Shippings:

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.: Family Tree :.

Grandmother: MoonStrike
Grandfather: Unknown
 
Father: CloudFoor
Mother: AuraShine
Brother: ClubKit
 

.: Biography :.

AuraStorm and CloudFoot |Before Alura's Birth | Love Story

"No I can't tell you all of what happened as I was not there, for the time before I was both was that of my parents, and I can only tell you the story of what they told me. So here we go, take a seat a listen well."

It was summer in WasteClan and it was the hottest they had ever known, the earth seem to quiver with warmth and shuddered under paw. It was at this time may kit were born, which was a rare thing to happen. Now born into WasteClan were two kits. AuraKit an all black long haired she-cat with two white stripes around her brilliant blue eyes she was born with four ears and two tails and CloudKit a dark Calico tom-cat who was born with five feet and two pupils in one eye.

Now these two kids were born to different families. But though it was the loveliest Summer WasteClan cats had ever known, it was also a time of tragedy as a radiation sickness broke out over the clan and many cats lost their lives to it. Sadly CloudKit's family caught it and sadly died, leaving his all alone. AuraKit lost her two brothers and her father to the sickness, and though her mother MoonStrike, a dark blue Queen with a white flash on her forehead, she had a mutation of four ears, was overcome with sadness at the loss of her mate and sons, she took in CloudKit as her own and raised him.

As AuraKit and CloudKit grew they thrived and grew strong and healthy. Aura's mother watched with happiness as the two grew each day. Soon AuraKit grew and trained in becoming a good huntress, she now took the name AuraStorm. CloudKit grew too he trained as the deputy and soon got his dream he now took on the name CloudFoot. AuraStorm and CloudFoot continued to grow close and thrive in their tribe rolls. Soon it was time for MoonStrike to depart from the earth and with her last dying breath she turned to CloudFoot and told him "Even though you are not my son, remember you will always be a son to me, keep AuraStorm safe, she will be a great asset you to and the clan." And with that MoonStrike passed away.

Time moved on and still AuraStorm and CloudFoot stayed close. The Clan grew to great numbers, but numbers also fell. It was when a tragedy struck the Clan. CloudFoot found the Leader of the Clan dead. It was clear to him that he was not to become Leader bit that would leave him without a Deputy, and the clan had no kits to train as the amount of births a dwindled. CloudFoot could only think about one cat who he thought fit for the job, and knew what the job entailed, AuraStorm, though a great hunter she was now took the role of Deputy. And it was also around this time that CloudFoot and AuraStorm realised they had deep feelings for one another and soon became mates.

Seasons came and went and CloudFoot and AuraStorm settled only becoming closer still, their love for one another ran very deep indeed. And the Clan was happy to have them as Leader and Deputy. Summer soon rolled into Winter with AuraStorm announcing the face that she was now expecting kits. CloudFoot and AuraStorm were very happy with this news and by the time Spring rolled around, their family of two now had two new additions. AluraKit a dark Calico she-cat who was born 3 pupils in one eye, and ClubKit a black tom-cat who was born with a twisted paw and four ears. Sadly ClubKit was very small and ill when he was born and didn’t make it though his first week of life. Though AuraStorm and CloudFoot were devastated by the loss of their son, the now put all of their focus into their daughter AluraKit.
 
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 AluraKit | Kitten-hood | 0-6 moons | Unsteady Paws

“Now I will tell you what I can remember of my kitten-hood, though I cannot recall much I will try my best.”

Kitten hood from what I can remember was a dark time for WasteClan, many had been lost to the sickness that had ravaged through my clan over the Summer and soon a freezing Winter took hold, though no snow ever settles in WasteClan due to cracks in the earth that shoot up columns or hot steam, though it had been said that if the winter is cold and harsh enough these steam columns freeze. Cats of WasteClan are ever cautious of their land as there are many, many dangers. And Waste Clan holds a lot of dangers. Kits are instructed to stick with their parents until they are at least 2 years old and by that time they are well equipped enough to navigate through the land with poise, grace and ease.

Growing up with my parents was no walk in the park, and it certainly wasn’t dull, as my mother was the Deputy of WasteClan and my father was the Leader. So naturally I knew most of the clan’s grounds before I could even walk. Now I knew and saw and heard lots of stories about all of the clans, and I often was stuck by my mother’s side when she and my father attended meetings with the other clan leaders. I remember that being very scary. And dwelling on one memory I remember StarClan being mentioned, and I remember my father face very clearly, it was fierce and menacing. I also remember my father telling me and my mother about it.

“StarClan left us for dead many years ago when the apocalypse took hold of us. They have deserted us that I was we no longer live by their rules, we no longer have any ties to StarClan, we are the important ones now, and we create and follow our own laws.” Is what I remember him telling us. And this was the rule I was brought up one. We are our own Clan, We are Strong.

This law had been passed before my mother and father had even been born, and they just rooted this law in place. To keep it the way it has always been. With this law in place the Clan thrived and slowly began to thrive and grow.

As I grew older still, my mother took me to work with her, there I would see what she and my father would have to do to ensure the clan thrived and cats were safe. She began to teach me basics of running the clan; I was a one year old cat by this time. And I loved every minute of it. Ad I grew more and more, with each passing day I started to think about the place I wanted to hold in the clan, I knew I wanted to be one of two things. A brilliant huntress or better still a Deputy.

Soon time rolled round and my mother and father were always busy, I kept myself amused while they talked over many things. One of the upcoming things was assigning kits like me to mentors and the areas they would train in.

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AluraPaw | Teen | 6 moons - 2 years | Training and Tragedy

“Now, this is the hardest part of my life to tell, not many cats will know this, so think yourself lucky...” *pause* “... If you even breath a word of this you really don’t want to know what will come next”

Time soon arrived for finding out what you fate was within the Clan, and this time I was not by my parents side. I was in fact sitting with the rest of the Clan members as they gathered before my parents, too waiting to see what would happen. Kits were called forward one by one; they were appointed their mentors and the area in which they would train in. And I awaited my fate. I was call last.

“AluraKit from now on you will now be known as AluraPaw you Mentor will be AuraStorm and you will train as Deputy to the Clan, accept your fate and do not fail the Clan” were my father’s words to me. My mother turned her gaze to me and she nodded greatly, I nodded back elated that I was chosen to train as Deputy. Now my mother never smiled proudly at me, from where she sat, I knew that behind that face she kept for times like this, she was happy that it was me and she was happy to be my mentor.

Now although my own mother was my mentor that didn’t mean she went easy on me, in fact she put me though my paces testing me every step of the way. Training wasn’t easy; though I passed all of her tests she always told me that there was room for improvement. As there is in anything you train in. With my mother teaching my steps hard and exhausting but I thrived and slowly began to grow into a great Deputy Apprentice. But what I didn’t know was that a tragedy was lurking around the corner. Something that would cut my training short.

One day my mother and I were out on one of my training missions, she was teaching me to be every watchful as we checked upon the clan cats as they worked. As we check the work going on we in turn also checked the borders, that was when the tragedy struck, we were attacked by a small group of rouges from BrokenClan. Our fight was vicious and we all sustained injuries. I caught a blow to my face, blinding me in my right eye, only leaving my 3 pupiled right eye, in which vision was poor, to fight. To my left I heard my mother shout the two rouges had teamed up and were attacking her, using my hearing to navigate my way to my mother, I soon smelt the acidic water nearby and knew that this was not going to end well. A yowl from my mother screeched through the air and I knew that the three of them had fallen into the water, offering my tail to pull my mother out of the water I felt her claws sink into my skin, pulling me backwards towards the water. The rouges had already perished under the water. As my mother grabbed my tail I could feel the water burning my fur and in turn my skin, that was when I no longer felt my mother pulling at my tail she was gone, the acidic water had taken her, and she was dead. The bank was slippery from the water and blood that now soaked it; with all my strength I tired to keep myself from falling into the river, not wanting to meet my death yet. But I knew there was no way of my getting up the bank on my own.

Slowly I began to lose hope, my strength was failing me, closing my eyes I thought of my father, and how I would leave the clan without a Deputy. I could only hope that he would keep me and my mother’s memory true and keep the clan going. I felt myself beginning to slip down the bank, but then I also felt something else. I felt claws ... I felt claws around my waist. They were pulling up upward; they were pulling me up the bank. Opening my eyes, knowing I was know blind in my right eye I relied on my right eye to show me the cat who had saved me.

What I saw was a dark tom-cat; I could tell the cat was a tom from the strength he used to save me. Though my vision was poor I could clearly see that this cat wore a mask, a gas mask to say the least, he also seemed to have a third eye. Now this cat hardly spoke a word. But I could feel his eyes, looking me up and down. Turning my gaze to my tail, it was now only half a tail as the tip and halfway up my tail was now just bone. Turning back to the cat I thanked him for saving me, only to receive no reply. So I asked him name. In which he replied.

((CrowThrorn /// RavenStrike))

I told him my name and pushed my bloodied and battered body to my feet. I was at this time I offered this rouge a place to live, I offered my home, and said he would be welcomed with open arms by my father. Then I walked away, unsure if the Tom was even following me.

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AluraShine | Adult | 2 years - Present | My Reign Begins

“My life has been a rollercoaster in my short 4 years of life, but with you and my clan members by my side, life will be brighter.”

Weeks after my mother’s death, my wounds were only just beginning to heal, the lower half of my tail had been burnt to the bone by the acidic water and would never grow fur again. I was left with two deep scars over my right eye, which I was now blind in. So my vision now was very poor, but thankfully my other senses were heightened greatly. My training as a Deputy was cut short and I was awarded fully Deputy Rights, my father helped me where he could. But my mother’s death had taken its toll on him, he became worn, tired and rather snappy at times, and he would hardly sleep or eat much anymore. Before me I watched him grow sick. He carried on for two years after my mother’s death; he lasted long enough to teach me what he knew of running the clan. And with me by his side, his last words were

“From now on you will be known as AluraShine, The great Leader of WasteClan, do me and your mother proud, my little star”  with these word and tears of pride in his eyes he slipped away from me.

His death took his toll on me, but I was determined to keep his last promise. I was now the Leader of WasteClan. I would be the one to keep things calm, organised and running. Adorning my mother and father’s accessories, I stepped out into the Clan, ready for what was to come my way.

Clan members gossiped as they always did, many said my father died of a broken heart, and I agreed with them. At least my mother and father were once again together and watching over me wherever they may be.

And as for the cat who saved my life those two years ago? Well he decided to join my clan as Medicine Cat. He is a good friend of mine and to this day, he still holds a special place in my heart along with the memory of my mother and father.

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.: Relationships :.

 = Family
= Respect |  = Admire
 = Acquaintance |  = Friend
= Good Friend |  = Best Friend
= Attraction |  Love |  Mate
 = Uncertain |  Uneasy
= Dislike |  Loathe/Hate
 = Annoyed by |  Jealous
= Fear
Dead

[RotClan]
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[WasteClan]

Grandmother | MoonStrike | Huntress| //
I never knew my grandmother, but my Father always told me about how he was raise my her. She was my mother's, mother and my father said she had taken him in as her own when his mother had died.

Grandfather | Unknown | Hunter| //
My grandfather is very much a mystery to me, though my mother seems to remember him, he died from a sickness that raged though the clan when she was little
 
Father| CloudFoot | Past Clan Leader| //////////
My father meant a lot to me, he was a great cat and a great leader,. He was my best friend. I only hope to keep his promise, and make him proud from wherever he watches over me from. I will never forget the stories that he told me, or the games he played with me when I was a kit, and all the times he snuck me into the Leaders den when he was working. I only hope to find myself a mate much like him.

Mother | AuraShine | Past Leader Deputy| //////////
My mother was a great cat, and a great role model, she was an asset to my father, and taught me a lot, on how to be a good Leader and role model, I only hope to make sure that she didn't die in vain. She and my father are greatly missed by me and the Clan. But their memory will forever live on. I only hope that I can match it.

Brother | ClubKit | Died at Birth| //
I can never remember my brother, for he died a week after we were born, I never saw him as my eyes were not open yet. But mu mother told me he looked a lot like her. And he would have made and great hunter.

[RatClan]
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[BrokenClan]
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.: Role-Play Information :.

Current Status:
Role-Play Speed: 
Timezone:

Role-Play availability:
✔ Notes | Always
✔ Skype | Not Preffered, but will still do it
✔ Chats | If i have time

Role-Play ratings:
✔ G/PG | Yes
✔ PG-13 | Yes
✔ M | Totally fine with it if you are.

Role-Play Sample: Star from

Star had learnt from the last time she was attacked by a fox. Now with Bat's words fresh in her mind, she went of the tactile take dawn and leapt at the fox, biting and clawing at its legs. And seeing it all over again, It was like day-ja-vu all over again to Star, and anger bubbled up inside her, she saw nothing the red, her mouth dry, she was ready to kill, in a frenzy she flew at the fox, not caring for her own safety, she landed blow upon blow on the fox, managing to evade its attacks. The fox let go of Bat, and tried to turn on Star but she was too fast and agile, in the frenzy she was in she clawed and bit the fox, managing to sink her small sharp teeth into the foxes neck, she bit hard, and could feel the crunch of the foxes wind pipe, she didn't let go her only aim was to kill it.

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Credits:
Application © WildAnimeKittyKat
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