⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝Without ambition one starts nothing. Without work one finishes nothing. The prize will not be sent to you. You have to win it.❞
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀࿐ ⋆.ೃ࿔✰್ ೃ༄ ↳ ralph waldo emerson

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☼ contents.

·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙ ✩ *̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙
┊intro.
┊i. about the applicant
⠀⠀↳ name
⠀⠀↳ pronouns
⠀⠀↳ small blurb
┊ii. application information
⠀⠀↳ kit
⠀⠀↳ activity
⠀⠀↳ why you're applying
┊iii. flarekit
⠀⠀↳ future identity
⠀⠀↳ personality
⠀⠀⠀⠀↳ list
⠀⠀⠀⠀↳ detailed
⠀⠀↳ research
⠀⠀↳ codewords
┊iv. roleplay examples
┊v. trivia
┊outro.
┊credits.

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intro.

☼ hello and welcome to my flarekit application! although this was rather rushed after I noticed the litter only about 4 days before the litter closed, I spent a singular day locking in and working on the drawing and this entire application itself. I'm genuinely surprised that I managed to pull this much in before the litter closed tbh lol.
☼ this is my first application in over a year at this point and I'm very excited to share it with you :3 now sit back and enjoy!

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i. about the applicant.

༊*·˚ NAME:

☼ Atlas

༊*·˚ PRONOUNS:

☼ she/her

༊*·˚ SMALL BLURB:

☼ Hey hey! I'm Atlas, a former longtime member of Scratch and TFC! I was active about a year ago, until I decided to leave after inactivity and personal reasons but after a while I've somewhat started to check scratch regularly, start drawing, and maybe get back into the writing spirit via roleplaying. I'm very interested in the arts, I.e. band (trumpet player here ), chorus, drawing/painting, and many other forms from those. I'm involved in my school's band (and therefore marching band since it's a requirement for my high school), jazz band, chorus, and hopefully chorale next year, fingers crossed :pray:
☼ Since last summer when I got a PC as well as Minecraft, I've been playing it regularly on a server called CatCraft lol. I've spent countless days there and sprouted a ton of friendships there, and it reminded me almost of TFC in a way like the community and after a bit of thinking I decided I should go back to my roots and try to rejoin the rp
☼ I also LOVE Pokemon (as you might uh.. see below ;0; ) and got the Pokemon TCG Pocket game a few months ago and have been playing it every day since. Favorite pokemon is FOR SURE Umbreon… gotta love the classic guys. Or meowscarada the design is SO PRETTY HELLO
Anyways enough ranting about my current hyperfixation and onto the next part of the application :skull:

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ii. application information.

༊*·˚ KIT YOU'RE APPLYING FOR

☼flarekit

༊*·˚ ACTIVITY
☼ 6/10
⠀⠀⠀☼ Since I just returned to Scratch after a large inactivity period, I'm not entirely sure on my activity - however I can absolutely set aside even an hour a day for Scratch as I do have free time most of the day (besides school of course)

༊*·˚ WHY YOU'RE APPLYING

☼ Like I said, I wanted to get back into TFC some way or another. I wanted to get in through a litter as I always thought applying was fun. RiverClan was my first home with my old character Meadowarch (WOW I haven't said that name in a hot minute), and when I saw this litter I knew I had to apply because, not only are these kits in RiverClan, they're also based around pokemon which I AM OBSESSED WITH RIGHT NOW. Like it's not even funny - my entire shorts feed is full of Pokemon players and I've been playing Pokemon TCG Pocket EVERY DAY since like… feburary-ish. ITS SUCH A FIRE GAME IM SO OBSESSED. And the Eeveelutions are some of my favorite pokemon (especially umbreon which ISNT IN THE GAME AND IM MAD ABOUT THAT)
☼ So anyways I wanted to apply for one of these kittens, specifically Flarekit, as she really connected with me when I saw her design and the potential personality ideas I could give her. The litter especially popped out at me as it's pokemon (as I uh.. ranted about above LMAO) so I just knew I had to apply :3 thanks for coming to my Ted talk lmao this was long

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iii. flarekit.

༊*·˚ KIT'S FUTURE IDENTITY / ORIENTATIONS

☼ When Flarekit gets older she will realize that she's trans and use he/him pronouns, as well as realizing that he's gay as well and attracted to men :sparkles:

༊*·˚ PERSONALITY

☼ simple/list

☼ POSITIVE
⤷ Imaginative
⤷ Generous
⤷ Courageous
⤷ Sentimental
⤷ Playful
⤷ Honest
⤷ Supportive
⤷ Creative

☼ NEUTRAL
⤷ Charming
⤷ Persuasive
⤷ Overthinker
⤷ Observant
⤷ Extroverted
⤷ Outspoken
⤷ Competitive
⤷ Ambitious

☼ NEGATIVE
⤷ Stubborn
⤷ Irrational
⤷ Disorganized
⤷ Nosy
⤷ Reckless
⤷ Cocky
⤷ Impatient
⤷ Rowdy

☼ detailed

⤷ Flarekit is a very positive cat. Any passerbyers will notice that she always has a radiant expression on her face, and a bounce in her step that no one else could match. Her positivity is easily spread, and a goofy smile is always plastered on her face. Not only is she positive, Flarekit's also very imaginative . Many ideas pop into her head that nobody else might have even thought of. Just like her fur, her mind is colorful and full of bright and curious thoughts, solutions, daydreams, and so much more. Despite being the most tad bit arrogant, Flarekit doesn't always put cats before herself - in fact she's very generous . She's willing to do anything - give up the last bit of a meal she has, take a spot on patrol, or even just find a favorite flower someone mentioned earlier and give it to said cat - for a friend - or even just a stranger whom she's never met. Flarekit's courage is one to be admired. Always putting herself on the front lines of danger as well as even just the one to take the blame if someone gets in trouble and not have remorse. Her bravery can and will get her through even the toughest of situations. Despite the bravery, she's surprisingly very emotionally oriented and sentimental . She feels things very deeply and connects even simple objects with their origin and how they arrived in her life, I.e. a special flower gifted to her from somebody will be incredibly special to her as she doesn't see just the flower, but the cat themselves and the reason why they gave Flarekit the flower. She's also a very playful cat. Any chance she gets she will gladly roll around in a field of catmint, or throw a moss ball around, or just bounce through some tall grass that she found interesting by any chance. Flarekit thrives through sensory so, especially in her younger years, her playfulness will definitely help her activate her senses. Even despite her negative traits, Flarekit is a very honest cat. She will not tell a lie, even if it harms her or somebody else. She values truth more than most things, and she hates lying and lies in general. Flarekit's also very supportive . She doesn't actively try to hurt cats, but instead tries her hardest to support her friends and family whether or not its for a happy victory or even the loss of somebody close to them. Finally, Flarekit's creativity , just like her imagination, is also to be admired. Paired with her imagination, she is able to create many impressive things, whether it be interesting solutions, works of art, funny jokes, stories, and more. She uses her creativity for good, and values art and music the most.

⤷ With her positive traits, she's a very charming cat. She can woo over anybody with a swift flick of a tail or a quick smirk. Does Flarekit necessarily know her own charm? Probably not. Does she still try to use it on everybody? Yes, of course she does. Quite a dangerous combination to pair with her charm as well, is her persuasion tactics. She will provide full lengths, almost essays if cats had access to those, to prove a point, even if said point isn't necessarily the most brightest or most humane idea in the world. Despite this, whatever she believes in she wants to at least show to others and hopefully have them support her. Even though Flarekit's very self confident, she tends to overthink a lot of activities. Whether or not it's a helpful saying she could have said ages ago, or a cough which she thought somebody muttered something under their breath, she will take it into account and remember it for weeks, if not months even. On the rare occasions Flarekit is silent, she's most likely taking in her surroundings or perhaps even eavesdropping on somebody else around her. Her observant traits can often get her landed in either helpful situations, or very awkward or even dangerous scenarios depending on whatever she saw or overheard. And, if it wasn't already stated, Flarekit is a very extroverted cat. No matter the cat, she doesn't care what they act like or how they seem or look, she'll bounce right up to them and start chattering away as if she had one last day to talk on Earth. She doesn't take into account whether or not the cat actually wants to hear her speaking, however, so there's always the possibility of ending up in rather awkward conversations. Along with her extroverted nature, she's also incredibly outspoken . She lacks the knowledge of what she should and should not share, so often she'll explain the most random things or even a controversial topic without shame or remorse for anyone's reactions to said topics. Flarekit's also very competitive , taking multiple opportunities to turn anything into a competition. Sometimes it's a boring chore which she's trying to make more fun, or other times a popularity contest where she wants to be the most liked cat in somebody's eyes. Occasionally she won't realize she's in a contest with anyone, but often she knows that she's trying to battle somebody for popularity or anything else. Flarekit's ambition is also to be admired and perhaps even feared. If and when she sets her mind on a goal, she will most likely stop at nothing to achieve it, whether or not it's absurd or impossible. She'll often forget what she's fighting for in the process, but she doesn't care and knows that her work will pay off in the end.

⤷ Paired with her ambition follows her stubbornness . As mentioned above, if she finds a goal she wants to achieve, she will set her mind on it and not let go. This also counts for any absurd ideas she has, or an object that's falling apart that cats say to get rid of. An old mossball she kept because it was the first one she formed herself? No, it's hers forever. A wilting flower that she plucked one day and shoved under her bed? It'll be a natural composter, in her eyes. Despite her best intentions, sometimes Flarekit's ideas are incredibly irrational . Often an idea will rush to her head and she will not stop to think, and end up in a messy disaster if it's an especially bad idea. She often fails to follow the ‘look before you leap’ saying, instead following her own ‘leap before you look’ saying. Even though she tries her hardest, Flarekit is often very disorganized . She'll remember the most valuable blade of grass somebody gave her once, but can't seem to remember the name of the cat sitting across the camp. Despite her best efforts, often times she'll end up entirely forgetting to be unforgetful (ironic, I know). Along with the above, she's incredibly nosy , getting involved in conversations she's not supposed to be listening to or gossiping with somebody from another clan about something she heard from her clan. Sometimes she can't even help but get involved in somebody else's drama, even though she knows she probably could if she had the tiniest bit of self restraint. Often times Flarekit will forget about consequences and act recklessly . She'll forget the audience she's around and will end up making a mess in front of someone like the deputy or a leader of another clan. Despite her positive attributes, Flarekit thinks overly of herself and is cocky and almost arrogant. She'll boast about herself without realizing she's bragging and get confused when others get annoyed at her. She will overly boast about an achievement and will end up tiring others around her of hearing about the same thing over and over again. Many cats will often call Flarekit a very impatient cat. She's always awaiting something new, and does not like to wait. She'll regularly complain to those around her about whatever it is that's keeping her waiting. She doesn't like to follow the ‘one step at a time’ rule and would much rather go for 5 steps at a time instead. Finally, Flarekit is overly rowdy . Paired with her recklessness, she's often creating messes and crowding around others. She's loud and noisy, which others don't tolerate occasionally, and most times Flarekit won't even realize how loud she's being and will continue to go bouncing off the walls crazy over something small like a favorite flower blooming.

༊*·˚ RESEARCH (if needed)

☼ N/A

༊*·˚ CODEWORDS

☼ hidden in the about me :3

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iv. roleplay examples.

༊*·˚ SRP / JRP EXAMPLES

☼ example 1 ✦ flarekit ✦ 1 moon

⤷ Light.
That's the first thing she remembered seeing.
A blinding light.
Even behind her eyelids she could tell it was light.
The reflex was instant to squeeze her eyes and turn away. However she realized, she could still turn back.
She did. She turned towards the Sun.
As she blinked her eyes open, for the very first time, she saw what it was.
She was too little to know what the object was. The Sun.
Despite the burning sensation in her eyes, she kept staring. Her little legs pushed themselves upwards. Towards the Sun. The warmth just out of her reach. But she pushed on. Towards the Sun.
Flarekit didn't know what this was. She didn't know how the sun dappled into small little sunspots in the grass, or how the sky seemed to become monochromatic in the winter. She was only discovering the beginning of the world.
Yet she knew that the warmth was calling her.
The small ray that filtered through the nursery into a pool of beautiful golden light called her, called the small, fiery kitten to itself. She pushed forward, stumbling occasionally.
With her family slumbering behind her, she finally trodged her way into the almost ethereal puddle of sunshine.
Flarekit sat for a while, staring out at whatever she could glimpse outside.
Out into the world where she would one day venture off into, to find her path, find herself perhaps.
Yet the one month old kitten would not know this, nor would she even consider thinking about the future ahead of her for months, most likely, to come. She wasn't prepared, not in the slightest, for whatever would prepare her for the real world beyond the nursery. Beyond the camp. Beyond their territory, even. One day she would, but not today.
For now, she stood, her small legs struggling to hold up her weight, staring towards the Sun.
For now, she would be, and forever will be staring towards the Sun.

☼ example 2 ✦ flarepaw ✦ 9 moons

⤷ Fluttering. Ticking. Buzzing.
Waiting.
Something Flarepaw did not like doing.
Counting down the days as if it was a task she did daily. Not necessarily a day she knew what to expect from, but the day she knew would change her life.
Obviously, her warrior ceremony.
As any apprentice looked forward to, Flarepaw was devastatingly excited to learn what her name would be, and if her mentor would be proud of her.
However, while she waited this particular day, it was around… moonhigh. And everyone was sleeping. Or, supposed to be at least - she didn't consider the amount of apprentices who were probably sneaking out right now, and couldn't make any other figures out with the little light that flooded, or didn't flood, the apprentice's den.
However, she knew that while she was up, nobody could stop her from… perhaps taking a midnight stroll - hopefully not getting caught.
She carefully stood up from her bed of lightly covered moss and leaves, trying her hardest not to trip over her still-growing paws. Despite her siblings starting to stop growing, she knew she'd still shoot up like a sprout, considering her comically large paws that seemed to trip over a single blade of grass.
Thankfully today (or tonight, whichever seemed most right considering the ungodly hour it was) seemed to be lucky, and Flarepaw managed to not trip over every single thing in existence while she snuck out of the den. Now that the easier part was over, now she had to get past any camp guards.
She padded behind the den as quietly as she could, trying to avoid the potential glances from a patrolling cat, then slipping past the camp walls towards the forest outside.
As soon as she was past the walls, past the radius in which any cat could hear her, sprung the true energy.
Briskly trotting, then jogging, then full sprinting. Where? She didn't know. She didn't care.
Escaping the shadows, escaping the stress, escaping the waiting. Escaping life.
Just the way Flarepaw liked it.
The sensations were so beloved to her - the birds fluttering and chirping away, the blades of grass twisting and molding together under her paws, the wind through her amber fur - but most of all the sliver of moon in front of her. Not as impressive as the sun in her eyes, but still she chased it as if her life depended on it.
Escaping the shadows catching up to her.
The darkness that she always imagined would swallow her up.
The moon was the rough before the calm. Obviously she'd have to turn around at some point - let the shadows swallow her up. But only for a moment, as when the sun rose - when the beautiful, amazing source of light that she cherished as if it was her own child finally rose - it felt like the most warming, lifting moment to her. She didn't know what it was - something about it reminded her of her earliest days, as if she'd always known it, as she'd known her family.
Flarepaw kept running. Kept escaping her worries. Ran away from everything.
Just like how she always loved to do. And always would love to do.
She'd run and run and run until her legs could no longer run. She'd walk if she couldn't run. Crawl if she couldn't walk. She would not stop moving towards the sun until her legs fell off.
Flarepaw didn't have her life planned like some other cats. But she knew that whatever happened, instead of taking a situation and analyzing before she acted, she would run. She would run and fight and not be afraid. Flarepaw knew that that was her goal, that was her motive.
Forever was, forever has been, and forever will be.

☼ example 3 ✦ flare(suffix) ✦ 25 moons

⤷ Auburn ears sat poised. Waiting. Listening.
As they always seemed to do.
Waiting, hoping. Watching.
The fiery blue eyes that contrasted perfectly against the rusty pelt that adorned Flare waited for the sun to rise.
The trees cast the perfect shadow in front of him, proving the perfect example of the sheer depth of the world around the tomcat.
This was the only time Flare would sit still, waiting for the glory to shine on him, to feel the familiar warmth.
He knew exactly when it would rise and would go to his favorite spot by a small river - perfect to see the reflection and the warps of the golden rays of sunlight while he took a dawn swim.
For now it was still gray - the moon still setting behind him.
He was focused on the sky, not another thought in his head. Not of his family, friends, none of them. Only the sun.
Only the thing that he knew would pool around him, set his pelt ablaze, truly adorn his fur with something that no other light could capture.
Most cats would get bored easily - not Flare. He would sit all day for this sunrise. No matter the day. No matter the circumstance.
To him it was the one constant in a constantly moving life that ebbs and flows like the currents he grew up by.
He'd obviously return before he was even needed in camp, but he just wanted to sit and watch the one singular object that he grew up beside, that was never gone for long.
Were there other things? Sure, there were obviously more that he'd grown up around his life - like his Clan, his home. But the Sun was one singular object. One singular thing that was definite - absolute even.
His family was there too - his siblings, his parent Vivvy - as a constant. They were also changing, however, growing up and finding their own paths in life. He was determined to stay close, even through wherever his path might carry him.
His Clan was crucial in his life as well - he'd forever be loyal, knowing that that was his birthplace, his first home, his forever home.
Flare knew these things and more - but for now, focused on the moment instead of the future, or even the past.
The sky started to lighten. The gray started to shift to a deep, royal blue. Then to a lovely purple, gradually increasing in brightness.
Eventually as he saw the orange peak above the horizon, he almost instinctively knew to narrow his pupils, for in the next second the sun almost blinded him.
He closed his eyes in bliss, letting the warm, early rays provide glowing heat upon his flaming fur. The cream dipped paws he trotted with as he always liked to - not particularly walking but rather bouncing with every step - stretching their claws into the dirt beneath him. His coffee colored tail swishing behind him, no care in the world.
This was Flare's true love, the music and art he saw.
He heard the critters arise, heard the baby birds begin to chirp, and finally the sounds of cats taking an early morning stroll far off in the distance.
Flare knew it was soon time to go back to RiverClan's camp, but for now he'd rather sit here and listen to the early morning sounds, watch the sounds of the earth waking up, feel the air around him get lighter.
This was what he lived for, he knew, and this is what he would forever live for, for every day he saw and looked towards the sun he knew would be a good day.
Today he knew specifically, like one of those fluttery feelings in his gut, that this day would be a good day.

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v. trivia.

༊*·˚ TRIVIA

☼ headcannon that she smells like cinnamon (probably rolls around it randomly :skull: )
☼ favorite flowers are tiger lilies because they match her pelt
☼ has a creepy fascination with fire
☼ if she was a human would prolly be red-headed and would cry on Saint Patrick's day every year bc everyone goes up to her and says “happy ginger day”
☼ following the human!au trend, her name would probably be Clementine and when she transitions he'd legally change his name to “Blaize”
☼ LOVES rain. in an unhealthy amount.
☼ would def follow the grunge aesthetic
☼ likes sticks for some reason?? nobody knows why but maybe she has a stick that she carries around but it subtly changes but little does anyone else know that its actually a different stick every time somebody sees it they just think its the same one
☼ loves eating random fruits for some reason (except the ones that she obviously cant eat but will absolutely munch on a blueberry if provided)
☼ instead of walking down a hill would 1000% roll down it instead even if her clan leader's watching
☼ would ABSOLUTELY ADORE Sabrina carpenter, Billie eilish, and Olivia rodrigo… and Benson Boone hehe
☼ her human!au would love to paint and sketch (but would NOT like using specific mediums such as oils, they feel weird)
☼ DEFINITELY a night owl (human!au flare would fr stay up until 2 am studying while she's in school)
☼ would have an obsession over dragons for no particular reason
☼ she'd love doodling in the corners of her paper even though half the time its a corner sun that looks more like an oval than a sun
☼ would be the type of Minecraft player to in one world have 100 cats or in another world set fire to an entire forest
☼ ok out of human!au but prolly loves bugs (especially caterpillars she loves them)
☼ despite her rowdy/chaotic personality, would FR eat with very precise/correct manners which she learned from literally who knows (especially human!au flare shed literally be so sophisticated while eating out and scare her friends (wait no she did it on purpose to freak everyone out for funnies omg that's such a good idea guys I'm so smart))
☼ her version of pranks would absolutely be gaslighting her friends into thinking something didn't happen when it did (she just wants to practicer her serious face :pensive: )
☼ hmm would maybe play flute. or clarinet. def not a brass girl. maybe percussion actually yeah def percussion. but would learn flute on the side maybe (I love band too much help)
☼ would be so chaotic that everyone expects her to have messy handwriting but would have the neatest handwriting ever and it'd freak everyone out (could never be me I write like chicken scratch bruh)
☼ favorite color would be a reddish orange like her fur bc she loves her fur sm shes such a diva
☼ her username would either be something aesthetic like “orxnge-sunsxts” or just like “ImADiva69420” (depends on what shes feeling the day she makes the account help)
☼ since shes a GIANT I headcannon she'd have comically large and very oversized paws until she's fully grown
☼ when she gets mad she just says random gibberish (think keyboard spam… but make it verbal idk bruh its too early for this but I'm hyperfixating on this little gal so badly rn :pray: )
☼ obsessively cleans herself to make sure her pristine rusty fur isn't dirty
☼ but on the other hand from the one above would LOVE to stick tiny little leaves in her fur - like some of the cats in clan gen with flower petals basically
☼ when she comes out as trans and gay I'd imagine he'd make such a joke out of it or sm :pray: like “oh hey btw I like MEN and I'm a MEN AS WELL” and walk away, end of conversation no regrets
☼ her first love would 101% be the sun, she values the sun immensely
☼ this isn't trivia but omg I'm so hyper fixated on flare bro the amount of headcannons is wild bruh help

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outro.

☼ that wraps up my Flarekit application! I hope you enjoyed this and I'm incredibly excited to see the results of this beautiful litter :3 again, despite having seen this much later than it was released, I knew I had to apply and I hope you still take in the application despite the lateness of it :'D this was definitely a fun litter to apply for and I wish every other applicant luck with their applications!

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credits.

༊*·˚ litter host ༉‧₊ @asttronaught
༊*·˚ original artwork + design (in project) ༉‧₊ @we22flor
༊*·˚ artwork (in project) ༉‧₊ @-esperance
༊*·˚ writing ༉‧₊ @-esperance
༊*·˚ kit owner ༉‧₊ @.undecided

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