Okay, we need some gods.

What you have to do is pretty simple really. You just fill out the form bellow, and the people with the best bios for the perticular role get it. Try to make the characters interesting and unique. They should all be different than the regular animals of the land.

WE NEED...
God of Cats
Goddess of Cats

Name:Benture (son of Ture)
Age: young adult
Gender: male
Race:horse, hippogryph
Alliance: Grador
Looks: Benture has the head of a Perigrine falcon with silver eyes. He has talons on all fours. His horselike white body blends into his feathers.
Position: Stallion
Personality: He is a very strong willed and stubborn Stallion. Also he's very very competitive. He is honest a certian extent. This personality was formed because of the constant pressure of his family history. Nowing that he is related to Tauri his family exspects alot from him. He trys hard but It seemd that he never can live up to their exspectations. If you manage to break through his tough outer shell you'll find a kind and caring stallion. That's only if you break through though.
History: He lived his whole life with his family. His father is exspecialy tough on him. Always saying that he has to live up to his name. After the disaperence of his twin sister his family was overprotective of him during his younger years. Know older his family is a bit more laid back. They still pressured him, finally tired and fed up he left the herd and wanted to start his own life and maby find his sister.
Genetic History: Descendent of Tauri
Roleplay Sample: It was night and the herd was sleeping, except for Bentur he just couln't get a wink of sleep. This was because he was having a conflict inside of him. His family was tough on him, because he wasn't perfect. He wanted to stay and prove to them how good he was but yet he wanted to leave and be free and do what he wanted to do. This confilct had been distressing him for most of his life but tonight is was at it's peak. He had to make a desicion, now and to keep it. He closed his eyes and went into deep thought. His eyes flashed open, he was going to leave and make his own way in life. He started walking away from the sleeping herd he spreaded his wings to take off when he heard a soft whinny from behind him. He turned to find his mother standing there, she had tears brimming her eyes. Devestation flooded his mind, but then the most unexpected happened. His mother walked up to him and calmly told him ," you've grown to big for you nest. It's time that you go and start your own life, it was wrong of us to have held you back. Now go," she nuzzled him and back away. Bentur could feel the tears about to come. He then spread his wings and said," I'll make you proud." He took off feeling the most relived in his whole life. He felt like a caged bird set free. He looked back at the oblivious herd ,"farewell." He headed in an unkown direction, were his uncertian futur awaits.
Other: Has a twin sister.

Name: Onzilli
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Race: Horse
Alliance: Ave
Looks: Onzilli is as golden as the sun with a black dorsal stripe running neatly down his back, from the base of his jet-black tail to the start of a similarly colored mane. He has black stockings on each leg and soft, brown eyes. His horn is the same yellow shade as his body. Onzilli's front left hoof is a creamy white, while his other hooves are black as the stockings above them.
Position: Stallion of Dolphin Beach (Auditioning to be god)

Personality: Onzilli is kind but stern when he needs to be. He is easily sympathetic, and can easily keep a secret. When fighting, Onzilli uses the wits of a fox rather than his strength; though he does use that power quite often. He understands the reason that the Core gave the creatures of Sonofar magic powers and features, and respects his horn greatly (Which he only uses when he needs to).
History: Onzilli was born in Cliffhanger Falls, where his mother was claimed. He grew, and later started visiting Dolphin Beach very often. He liked the place, and when he was old enough, he joined the herd there. His mother later died of old age, and he mourned her for a long time. He only stopped mourning because of his chance of becoming god.
Genetic History: Descendant of Quetzelli.
Roleplay Sample: (I'm gonna take this from Winged Warriors.)
Silverstreak stretched and started grooming herself. It was a regular old morning for her; no apprentice to train yet, no cats to treat, and no herbs to gather. She decided to eat a little, and walked out of her den to the fresh-kill pile.

The camp was buzzing with activity. She saw an apprentice going off with his mentor, the dawn patrol reporting back, and a cat organizing a hunting patrol. The medicine cat walked to the center of camp and picked a sparrow. Holding it in her mouth, she returned to her den and started to pluck off the feathers.
Other: Onzilli shares a similar name with Quetzelli, as her family has done the tradition of adding "zilli" to the ends of their names for many years.

Okay, these are very good so far. Come on, anyone else? Some auditions for wolf gods?

Name:Azul
Age: adult
Gender: male
Race: wolf
Alliance: Wind
Looks: Azul is a smooth blue-gray wolf with medium-length fur. He has silver streaks on his shoulders and long feathers on the back of his head and neck. His eyes are a rich royal blue.
Position: He doesn't have one at this time.
Personality:Azul is quiet and thoughtful. He is noble and has courage. He takes pride in his individuality and is protective of his own. Azul believes in honor above all and is quick to avenge a slight. He considers freedom the greatest gift of all. He has great respect for life, and rarely deprives others of it.
History:Azul's mother was an alphess known only as Silber. She died giving birth to her third litter. Azul was raised by his older brother Frey until Frey and his father left him to fight for the Core of Light. Both perished in battle. Azul has been on his own ever since. He sired three litters. His mate died along with all but one of his pups in an avalanche. He is very devoted to his daughter, Zipporah.
Genetic History: son of Alphess Silber. His father's name is unknown to him.
Roleplay Sample:(from Fern Grove, using Kestrel, a tiger)
Kestrel stalked into Sambar lake. She swam toward the island in the middle of the lake. The graceful mangrove trees offered shelter. Kestrel sat beneath one of them. This was a fruitful place, full of bounty. She gazed at a herd of deer grazing across the water. The sighting encouraged her. Kestrel stood up on her hind paws and sharpened her claws on a tree. As she did so, she roared, "By the powers of the Heavenly Guardians, I, Kestrel, hereby claim this land and the hunting grounds within." Satisfied, Kestrel sat down again and relished having a land of her own.
Other: I know I haven't been here for a while, but please consider my bid.

Name: Mingan
Age: Stallion
Gender: male
Race: wolf (snow-wing)
Alliance: Ice
Looks: Mingan is a tall and slender wolf with long legs. He is a grayish-white and has wings with small silver-black tipped feathers. His feathers along his back and straight black feathers that have smaller counterparts sloping down. His wings are large and he has deep blue eyes.
Position: Currently? He is Alpha of the Snow-Caps
Personality:Mingan is a strong wolf, who is a serective being, he sees nothing but revenge, and will do it no matter what. He is not overcome by flattery and is loving and playful when need to be. He is loyal only to his friends, family and pack. [He is fair don't worry ;) ]
History:Mingan was a pup born into a world of his older sisters. He has grown and left them to find a new home
Genetic History: Balto
Roleplay Sample:
On the top of the steep slopes the criss-crossed to the top was Mingan, making his way up the cold icy peaks of the Snow Caps. He climbed, he was young and storng and knew he could make it. He occaisanly slipped and slid down a bit, but other than that, he was fine. His wings helped him make his way further to his desination; the top of the highest mountain. His nails gripped on the snow and ice, but that's what they were made for. Mingan grunted and he pushed his limits in the thin air that swept across his nose that sucked in air fast.

It was a few paw-stpes to go as Mingan flapped with his lage soft wings. Up the the top he peared at the cloudy sky with his deep blue eyes. He thought of his mother, a beautiful wolf; her pelt warming him as he climbed. He smiled and looked below. Mingan stomped his feet on the ground, the snow fells and crumbled. He lifted his head high, letting a long howl come from him; along with the slight mist that came from his mouth. From this day forward, I shall rule this terra as alpha! he barked, snarling at nothing. He ducked his head, tipped it up again and slowly made his way towards the carven he saw on the way. This was his now, and he would risk his life in protecting it.
Other: He is kind and giving, when he wants to be. I really want him to be a god. I don't mind if he has a mate that is from a different alliance.

Name: Aqua
Age: young adult
Gender: female
Race: wolf, snow wing
Alliance: Ice
Looks: Aqua has dazzling white colored fur that sparkles and gleams in the sunlight like newly fallen snow. Her eyes as just as marvelous. They glow blue and clear like icicles hanging from a roof late at night. Her wings are perfectly white, like her fur, with a faint blue tint at the top from the cold.
Position: female (hoping to be Goddess)
Personality: Aqua is bright and clever. She always tries to find a peaceful way to solve things. She speaks properly and has been known to use honorifics. She fears a fight, though she will not back down if she is faced with a challenge. If she is given any job, no matter what it may be, she does the best she can and prefers to take her time to solve problems. She is a very noble and trustworthy wolf.
History: Aqua was abandoned as a pup. Her mother was not the alphess of her pack and left Aqua by a stream so no one would ever know she had a pup. Aqua was found there by an old stallion. He let her into his herd while she was still young. She lived there until she had grown old enough to survive on her own.
Genetic History: Nopers.
Other: Nothing too important.
Roleplay Sample: (I'm taking this from another thread)

Nyx stopped and gazed upon the grasses. The sun shone over head and she cursed it. I could be sleeping now if this thing wasn't here, she thought coldly. She stared down into the grass and cursed it as well. This is the stuff that horses eat, those sorry creatures. Real animals eat meat.

She continued to scoff inside her mind until she looked up. She had heard of the supposed descendant of Tuari, but she had never seen her. Until now. She stared up at the hippogryph in amazement. She hadn't truely thought the stories of Tauri were true, but there Tarla was. It simply can not be! This can not be his descendant! She thought in amazement.

Quickly, she galloped on her hoof-paws up to the other young mare. "Hello, Tarla," she said. But, suddenly, it hit her that Tarla may be scared by her sudden approach. Tauri was a legend to her family, but no one had ever told many stories about Tarla to her. She hoped Tarla wouldn't be scared.

THE WINNNERS

HORSE GOD
Silverstreak with Onzilli


WOLF GOD
PastCat with Azul


WOLF GODDESS
Spottedleaf with Aqua

If you didn't win this time, don't be discouraged or upset. We still have Cat god auditions to go!

GOD RULES

1. Gods cannot manipulate the minds of the creatures of Zanzira in any way, shape or form.

2. Gods can control the Earth, Wind, Sky, Water, Shadow, and Fire of Zanzira.

3. Gods can heal, but doing so tires them out greatly.

4. Gods are IMMORTAL, they cannot die of old AGE or SICKNESS. HOWEVER, Gods can die if wounded enough or drowned.

5. Gods are to be fair and kind to all creatures of Zanzira for to NOT DO SO would result in PUNISHMENT from THE CORE.

6. THE CORE'S COMMANDS are what you FOLLOW. NO OTHER COMMANDS, EVEN IF IT MEANS YOUR LIFE IS AT RISK YOU FOLLOW THEM!!!

7. THE CORE may WITHDRAW your AUTHORITY AND POWERS at ANY TIME!

8. To ABUSE your POWERS would result in WITHDRAWL OF YOUR AUTHORITY AND POWERS AND PUNISHMENT FROM THE CORE!

9. You are to WORK for the BENEFIT of your SUBJECTS.

10. You are to INSPECT the RESPONSIBILITY of CLAIMING MALES.

11. Newborn PUPS, FOALS, and CUBS are to be BLESSED BY YOU AT BIRTH.

12. YOU ARE TO WORK TOGETHER AS A TEAM FOR THE BENEFIT OF ZANZIRA!

Name: Akila
Age: Mature Adult
Gender: Leopardess
Race: Breeze Chaser
Alliance: Wind
Looks: Akila is a sleek slim-lined leopard. She has white wings with brown flecks spotted on them. Her tail is lonf and fine; nd has bright green feathers along it. She is a light yellow colour with dark brown rosetes and has a large; but not unusually large head. She has brood flat paws and sharp pointy claws.
Position: None at the moment (hopefully goddess)
Personality:Akila as her name means wise. She knows the sytem of life as if it was her mind. She is honest, kind and trusting. She is not the blood lusted type and believes that the world should be free of curpt and evil leaders. Akila is not easily fooled and can be a handful if messed with. She is loyal to the rules of the heavens and roams the land; telling knowledge
History: Akila was brought up by a beautiful leopardess and her father was the great king of the cats; until he died. Akila grew up wiser from her brother; a strong leopard. He was a fool and left before he should of had. When Akila was driven off by a male driving to mate with her mother.
Genetic History: Mother: Athena | Father: Ethan
Roleplay Sample:
Ahhh Rain, washing away the sin of the dourght. I whispered to the earth in the rhyhm of the rain. My mind cooled as I saw the elephans do nothing but roll in the mud if it was the last day of the planet. It seems that my body has drifted into the world of dreaming; quiet as the silence that never seems to happen. My muscles has relaxed into the shape of the tree. My head lays on the flat smooth wood; cool as the rain that pelts down from the heavens. I see nothing to do but relax; my mind in dream, but as I spy a small baboon by itself I decided to slightly awaken and stalk it the the storm. The wind blows in my face as the helpless, foolish baboon eats a stem of juicy fleshy grass. My paws go infront of each other as I fix my eyes on it. I leap into the air with my wings spread like a eagles and capture the monkey that struggles and tries to break free. My jaws swiftly kill the baboon as it goes limp. Returning to my tree, my humble tree where I have rested for many days and night. The meat tickles my nose as I bite into it carefully. Soon all that remains are its bones and in the lighting flash of what seems of night I bury it. Ahhh Rain, washing the the sin of the drought, drifting into the dreaming world...
Other: She's a bit of a feminist. I want to do it as if I was her; its a bit indepth.

Name:Ayo
Age: adult
Gender: Male
Race: cat,Fire Mane
Alliance: Fire
Looks: Ayo is a very large lion, with a pelt that is a golden yellow and his eyes are hazle that sit nobly on his head. long silver wiskers protrude from his face. His mane and tail are a bright red flame with son orange tinting the edges. His retracable claws are sharp, pointy, and lethal. There is a very powerful essance about him at all the time.
Position: male(maby God)
Personality: Bold, brave, and has great character. He belives that justice will always gain, also he is true to his word. With all this honor about him he still is playful and enjoys somethings you might think is wierd for someone of his type.
History: His mother died when he was born, so his father had raised him and his sibilings. His father was the leader of the clan, and was a very honorable himself. He learned everything from his dad from hunting to how have peace in mind. After he got older his dad insisted that he learn to live on his own. So he he left and began supporting himself.
Genetic History: Dad: Kilorie Mom: Aninia
Roleplay Sample:
It was night and the crickets were humming a melody of slumber, the fireflies danced across the knee high grass waving in the wind. The sky only had a few long skiny clouds and the stars and moon shone brightly. In the field there was a vibrant shaking in the grass it moved from on side to the other, and small laughter and playful growls could be herd. Suddenly from the edge of the field sprang a small lion cub, he giggled ashe summersaulted out the grass. He then sprang to his feet. He went dashing forward but wasn't looking were he was going and then crashed into something with a larg 'THUD' he fell backwards from the impact.
He looked up to see his father gracefuly smiling at him ," Now what are you up to this late at nigh?" his voice stern but kind. Younge little Ayo looked up at him.
"I'm practicing my sneak attack," he said with much ethusiasum.
"Your sneak attack for what?"
"Food of course"
" O I see well as much as you were gigling and doing stunts I don't think you had the element of surprise on your side."
" I guess . . . can you teach me how?" Ayo's large eyes stared pleadingly at his father.
"I'll give you a short lesson, but you must promise to go to bed right after Ok?" Ayo shook his head vigurously and got ready for what his dad was going to show him. His dad walked over to were ther was more moon light and he motioned for Ayo to follow.
"Now I'll be the deer and your pretending to hunt me" he acted like he was grazing, Ayo bursted into laughter seeing his dad acting like a deer. His dad himself could help but to smile. After Ayo calmed himself he lowered himself to the ground. His dad told hi what to do and he followed every direction. He soundlessly crept up to his dad then sprang his paws out stretched. When he landed on him, his dad acted like he fell over and played dead.
"Did you see that! I was as quiet as a mouse!" Ayo smiled at himself full of pride. A yawn though escaped from his mouth.
"getting tired son?"
"No I'm just . . . resting . ." Ayo lulled himself to sleep. His dad curled up with him and soon he as well dozed off.
(sorry about the length)
Other:

LE: Length is good.

Okay, no more auditions? If I don't get any more than these two will just be accepted.

I don't mind *shoves other auditions away*

Okay! These two are accepted as the Gods of the kitties! WHEEEEEE!