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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]since he had not yet received his warrior name it was hard to tell why his current name sounded so boring, and unless you were a fan of marvel, when he did receive he warrior name, you would still wonder why his name sounded so boring? and if you were not a fan of marvel, you would not understand why a lone capuchin monkey was stood in a clearing in darkclan's territory with twin, black, electric blue tipped kali sticks in each hand, swinging them back and forth in a manner similar to a ninja, occasionally slotting them together and unfolding them fully to form a staff that he would spin in a circle experimentally. yet if you were a fan of marvel, or had heard of the superhero nightwing, or had played injustice: gods among us before, then you would probably recognise the theme of this thread, where it was going and why the capuchin - whom was usually a tiger - came from the regime. if not, that was fine, as google is a hand thing, but if you could not be bothered to google nightwing, then the life and times of private nightpaw would provide you with any missed information.

but if we divert from marvel for a second and focus on private nightpaw, we can get started.

the current capuchin monkey was stood on his hind legs, gripping kali sticks in each hand; he had gotten used to this body and how to work it by now, so, with both weapons grabbed firmly, the small ape proceeded to whirl to lash out at a makeshift dummy, striking it in the face before swinging upwards and slamming it into where the lower jaw of the enemy would be. a knockout, surely, but if not, private nightpaw smashed the kali sticks into the shoulders and skull of the dummy anyway once more, before clicking them together, unfolding them and spinning it at the legs of the dummy - or where the legs would be if this were an actual enemy. a trip over move, definitely, and the capuchin unlocked the kali sticks, folding them back into their original sizes.

robin. the name came to him so suddenly it caused him to drop his weapons, and private nightpaw lifted both hands to clutch his head. mentor. i'm sorry. the monkey then slid to his knees, gripping ever tighter to his skull, stomach churning.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]"private nightpaw- multiple body training." the capuchin monkey muttered, moving his hands down to cover his head. robin. he didn't look as if he was training at all, though the battered dummy and kali sticks probably spoke for themselves at that particular moment. the trainee gave a frustrated whimper, fangs baring in rage for a moment, before he gripped ahold of his ears. a few seconds passed, and he once again moved his hands, feeling around before grabbing his kali sticks. "having a few issues, nothing too bad."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]upon gripping the kali sticks with such force it looked as if he would snap them, the capuchin rose, looking to sunlesskit with a nod. "of course you can, though i doubt you'd be able to use these." private nightpaw responded simply, inhaling before clacking his weapons together, producing a satisfying yet hollow sound. these kali sticks were growing easier and easier to use, and the private would most definitely utilise them in a battle of sorts. a battle... he hungered for one sometimes even if peace could be useful, and nightpaw shook his head to try and rid himself of any bad thoughts- but you love it, "no, i don't." he hissed to himself, prehensile tail lashing.

as arcticflame approached, private nightpaw nodded, now slotting his kali sticks together and unfolding them to form a staff once more, spinning it round in one hand. "just a few problems, yes-" a lunge, smacking the dummy backwards- "nothing- whack- too- whack- serious- whack." he then glanced to annabeth, stabbing the staff into the ground and pivoting to walk over on all fours. "fine," the trainee grunted softly, nodding.

"anyone is free to practise such training techniques or attack the dummy." robin. private nightpaw snarled, then, slamming his fists into the ground.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]( psst he's a capuchin monkey at the moment x3 )

"nothing, just training." private nightpaw replied to electricpaw bluntly, not in the mood for explaining. the sudden thoughts had unnerved him, accompanied by flashes of a black jaguar, a small, red and golden tabby chimera with white; he did not know where it had all come from, the weedy begging, the deep rumbled, but they scared him, and he didn't like to feel afraid. he could make sense of anything that came to him for the most part, but such a random phenomenon, it... it confused him, and he could not decipher the reasons behind these odd visions and murmurs in his mind.

at arcticflame's voice, upon registering her words, the monkey pivoted to face her, breathing suddenly quickening. "i'm fine," he muttered, pupils dilating, "nothing wrong with me." he didn't trust anyone enough to explain; he had no-one to turn to.