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[b]Why do you think you should be a tutor?[/b]
[b]How active are you?[/b]
[b]How many people are you willing to teach at one time?[/b]
[b]Rp sample (More than 5 sentences)[/b]


[icey]

Why do you think you should be a tutor? I think I should be a tutor since... I've gotten okayish at roleplaying. As simple as that. ^^
How active are you? Trying to get more active, but it's pretty hard 'cause I'm in... 20 different sites who're expecting me to keep active. I'll be on everyday for at least 2 hours, though! Most likely more, and up to 10 hours.
How many people are you willing to teach at one time? 1-3, since I think I can manage 3 at a time.
Rp sample (More than 5 sentences)

A cold, harsh breeze blew by, and swept over the waving grass. The sky was devoured in a blanket of darkness and a few lone stars faltered emptily in the dark sky. The night was silent, and a gust of howling wind blew by, shattering the silence. Not even the usual symphony of crickets can be heard. There was one lone figure sitting in the night, alone. A pair of golden eyes stood out from the black silhouette and gazed up at the empty sky. Their owner, Adelaide, finally breathed out a sigh. It was full of worry and despair. The she-cat's normally beautiful gold eyes were now clouded in a thick veil of sorrow, and a thin line of tears started to swell up. 'Why did they have to die?' The young cat, hardly older than 8 moons, had already experienced one of the most horrid thing that can happen to any cat. Her family, broken. It was all because of her father. He was the reason for all of her losses. The she-cat's marble pelt gleamed softly under the moonlight that covered the ground in a creamy light, and the cinnamon coloured pools on her pelt glistened palely. A sudden flash back of everything came back to the cat's mind for a mere moment, reminding her of all the tragic that she's experienced. Only one thing filled the she-cat's thoughts for that moment. Hatred. Hatred towards her father, for everything that he made her lose. But what can she do? Her family was already broken, shattered by her father. The cat that she knew almost nothing of. What did she do to deserve this? Thoughts, questions, and feelings that will probably never be answered filled Adelaide's mind, making her oblivious of her surrounding world. She was alone in this world.

The pack of dogs closed in, and and anger was brimming out of their wild, angered eyes. For a mere moment, the feeling of betrayal had hit the young she-cat. Hard, and fast. Echo could almost taste the bitter feeling of being deceived that was lingering in her mouth.

Then, the black she-cat snapped back to reality as she detected the menacing growl that came from deep inside the lead dog's throat. Instinctually, Echo backed up a few paces, and began to turn her head to run. However, a brown blur flashed in front of her, and a dog was already there, blocking her way to safety. With a dreaded feeling, the she-cat swung her head from side to side to keep the dogs that was circling around her in her sight. The young cat tried to think of a plan, but her senses were being clouded by hatred. Hatred towards the one that she had once respected.


Shaking her head, Echo forced herself to concentrate on the current situation, and focus on the other matter later. Her blue eyes narrowed into small slits, and her lips pulled back to a hostile snare. The dogs were surprised at her reaction, clearly not expecting for this young she-cat to fight back. However, they soon returned her snare with an even bigger, and more menacing growl. Now, Echo had no choice but to escape.

The feline's eyes caught sight of a low hanging branch, just a few steps away from her. it's life-saving branch was weighed down by a lush cover of leaves, flashing different shades of emerald. 'If only I can reach that...' Echo thought, and began to judge the distance between her and the branch. At that time, the pack was already growing impatient, and most dogs were starting to moved around. The black she-cat closed her eyes, and wished for the best. Suddenly, Echo pushed off with her hind legs, yowling in order to distract them. When her eyes fluttered open, she soon realized that the branch was much further than she had expected. The she-cat darted to the right, and the group of snaring dogs were chasing her right behind her heels. They were clearly faster than her, so Echo didn't have any chance to outrun them. As she was thinking of a route to run, they were closing up on her. The she-cat could feel the dog's hot breath on her legs, and a doubt flickered in her mind.

A feline figure strolled aimlessly through the forest, and the shadow was stretching into a long arc as the blazing sun began to set. The she-cat's crystal blue eyes looked up dreamily at the beautiful sky that was in shades of baby blue, violet, pink, and orange. Sighing, Kyri lowered her head with a lost look in her eyes. She needed someone to pull her together, and to comfort her after everything that the she-cat had experienced. The feline's pawsteps echoed loudly throughout the forest, but the calico she-cat didn't care whether it would scare away prey or not. There was already a mouse dangling limply between her jaws, and the mouthwatering scent flooded into her. The rodent was freshly killed just a few heartbeats ago. The loner was actually quite proud of herself, for catching a prey despite being a "kittypet". Well, that's what the clan cats had called her.

Without knowing, Kyri had already wandered up to a hill with a lone tree. She sighed again before dropping her catch and rolling onto her back with tiny spouts of grass poking through her fur. Her gaze rested on the sky and her paws were aching and they felt sore. "I guess I'll just rest under the tree for the night..." Her thoughts were interrupted when she caught sight of the silhouette of a tom resting on a tree branch at the corner of her eye. Instinctively, the calico cat jumped on her paws and looked up at him. "Who are you?" There were no trace of hostile in her voice, and her clear, blue eyes widened in surprise. She didn't think that she would meet any cat here.

These are with muse, no muse, normal posts, then

Nightecho was still asleep when the sounds of Stream woke her. The black cat opened her mouth to a wide yawn, and quickly closed it again. The she-cat wasn't in such a good mood after being woken against her will. Since she only slept very lightly, the prey hunter got woken up many, many times during the night. "I wasn't even awake yet. How can I scent anything?" Despite her crabby mood, the she-cat still padded outside, shuddering as a gust of cold wind blew past. Some raindrops that were collected on trees dripped on her ebony pelt, making the fur slick and stick to her lithe build. Nightechos' maw opened slightly, but she couldn't scent anything through the thick scent of rain. However, her eyes narrowed as she spotted a small bird hopping around, tugging at a worm. Quickly the prey-hunter dropped into the hunting crouch, something that was so familiar to her that she can do it in her sleep. The black cat blended into the shadows and she moved quickly yet quietly to the bird. It seemed to be winning the fight with the worm, and can take off any second now. She wasn't going to let it get away. The prey-hunter quickened her moderate pace, and after carefully judging the distance, she pounced. Her unsheathed claws were outstretched as she lunged towards her prey. The bird heard the noise, and was already taking off with its' catch. Nighecho felt her claws close around her preys' tail, but it was hard to bring it down. With one last effort, the she-cat brought the small bird down, and quickly ended its' life with a swift bite to the neck. Panting heavily with her head still drowsy with sleep, her pelt felt hot due to embarrassment. She had never hunted so horribly in her life.

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"Great catch." Nightecho replied to both of them half-heartedly, still mad at her unsuccessful catch. The bird seemed to be the smallest of the three prey, and it'll probably be half feathers. The black she-cat finally snapped out of her drowsiness, and scented the air for prey. Soon, she caught the rich scent of a mouse not far from her. This time determined to do better, the prey-hunter dropped into a crouch, and began to stalk the mouse. She was careful to keep downwind from it; Based on a mistake that she made moons ago. When she was close enough the she-cat swiped at it. However, she forgot that the mouse can feel her pawsteps, and it broke into a dash before the prey-hunter touched it. Nightecho sprinted after it, her long legs helping her to an advantage. She reached out and her unsheathed claws were just a whisker away from the tail before the prey raced out of her sight. "Mouse dung." She cursed; It was even worst than her first catch!

[BattleRocket]

Yes! First tutor!

[ezrathetoothpick]

I'll apply later. I don't feel like over five sentences of RPing right now. XD

[astra]

.......Wow Icey nice Rp samples looks at rp samples with big eyes.

[ezrathetoothpick]

Why do you think you should be a tutor? Because I 'm not a bad RPer and I don't like seeing bad RPing >.<
How active are you? I'm on everyday for at least 1 hour
How many people are you willing to teach at one time? Any number
Rp sample (More than 5 sentences)
A small noise cracked the night. A hoot of an owl, then it was cut off with a crack. Vulture!Ever thought. She quickly spread her wings and silently took off. A loud crash through the trees, and a large vulture was flying after. It soared overhead, following her. She swerved back and forth, then turned, heading for the forest, trying to shake it off. The vulture dove at her, talons extended. Ever tucked in her wings and dove down. It did the same. At the last minute, Ever pulled up sharply, and the vulture plowed into the ground. Ever laughed and glided far away.

[BattleRocket]

Great! Another tutor!

[ezrathetoothpick]

Yay!

[Fluff]

Why do you think you should be a tutor? Because I think I would be quite helpful to new(or old!) members. Also, because I love RPing and helping other members!

How active are you? I am on every day for at least 5 hours. ^.^

How many people are you willing to teach at one time? There is really no limit, I don't mind helping many people at one time. :3 (4 or 5, if you need a number)

Rp sample (More than 5 sentences)

Kei had just come back from hunting, with no luck whatsoever. When he saw Neytiri and Nihil tumbling with a group of younger bobcats, he padded over to his siblings wearily. "Hi guys." He meowed shyly, flicking his ears back and forth uncomfortably. The male bobcat disliked being in crowds very much. The only reason he came over to the group was because Neytiri and Nihil were there.

[BattleRocket]

Great! You're on the list.

[Fluff]

Awesome sauce.
Thanks!

[BattleRocket]

No problem!

[Clanth]

Why do you think you should be a tutor? I have - dumping modesty - quite good writing skills and enjoy teaching others. My posts are long and detail included. Also, I think it may help improve my writing even more if I were teaching others. And bad writing bugs me *fijits*
How active are you? On every day(unfortunately I will be absent as of Wednesday to Sunday. Wow - that's bad on my record!) for several Hours.
How many people are you willing to teach at one time? Either Hands-on one, or just giving a brief guide for many to read.
Rp sample (More than 5 sentences) If there was one thing Clanth loved it was flying. Of course, being a bird, it was a common thing for him, but he still enjoyed it more than anything else. After all, what could go wrong when you were soaring miles above the Ground, unbothered by anyone, free as, well, a Bird! The Dark and Light Brown Harris Hawk swooped on, twisting his wings with the currents of air and soaring up, up, UP! He was so high it was freezing, and his eyes watered with the pressure, but he kept going until he could no longer bare it, before folding in his great wings and diving.

This was it. This was what he so loved to do. And he was doing it. The Runt let out a high, sharp screech of pleasure that tore open the Whooshing air as he free-fell through it. And just as he neared the rocky ground, out went the Long Feathered-wings again, and h was caught barely half-a-metre of it, exhilarated by the Rush of Adrenaline the Risk had given him.

[BattleRocket]

Great sample! You're accepted as a tutor!