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    [align=center][font=georgia][color=#261C12][size=17pt][b]steve.[/size]
    [size=9pt][b]male
    four moons
    windclan & kit
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    strength {★✩✩✩✩}
    speed {★✩✩✩✩}
    stamina {★✩✩✩✩}
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    THE END OF THE LINE[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 270px; height: 197px; margin-top: -275px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=8][font=georgia][color=#261C12]The sickly young male was growing rather bored of greeting newcomers and accepting members and attending meet and greets. True, Steve still considered it his duty as an Honorguard, but that didn't mean every once and a while perhaps he wanted away from all the business and fuss that seemed to surround WindClan. So the golden tabby had strayed a bit away from the camp and the caves, though he hadn't gone too far just yet. Maybe he could look for Benedict while he was out. The tomkit considered leading a search patrol, but he figured maybe later. Alaskanriches had given him and all the others permission to conduct patrols, and so Steve would likely be doing so in the future. But right now he sort of just wanted to relax. Maybe a trip to the hot springs was in order, hm? Who knew what he'd do or find out on his own right now.




    [/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center][sup] #YUETEMPLATE #STEVEROGERS

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width= 400px; text-align: justify]He'd probably find an equally bored Truthkit roaming around the territory. Everyone was so obsessed with finding this Benedict guy, who must have been pretty important by what she kept seeing. She, however, really didn't. As far as she knew, WindClan was doing just fine without him.


    The small kit came to a short stop as she spotted Steve wandering around. She'd seen him around, though hadn't gotten to speak to him. Was it worth it to go over there and start up a conversation, or was she better off doing her own mindless crap?

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    [align=center][font=georgia][color=#261C12][size=17pt]steve.[/size]
    [size=9pt][b]male
    four moons
    windclan & kit
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    strength {★✩✩✩✩}
    speed {★✩✩✩✩}
    stamina {★✩✩✩✩}
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    THE END OF THE LINE[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 270px; height: 197px; margin-top: -275px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=8][font=georgia][color=#261C12]The kitten, too, had seen Truthkit around before, though had never spoken to her and had yet to learn her name. And despite sort of wanting to be alone right now, he started heading in the female's direction. Steve just happened to be the sort of person that if he saw someone, there was a ninety percent chance he would try to talk to them. It wasn't that he was really extroverted or anything, no, he just liked to get to know the members of the clan. "[b]Hello, ma'am,

    		 " came the Honorguard's polite greeting, smiling a bit as he spoke, "Have we met?"













    [/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center][sup] #YUETEMPLATE #STEVEROGERS

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width= 400px; text-align: justify]Oops, he beat her to it. She studied him for a moment, green eyes narrowed. He was kind of scrawny, though she wouldn't say that out loud - he probably already was aware. Truthkit tilted her head at his greeting. Were all kits in WindClan so formal? She'd just been called ma'am, despite being younger than him, and it had been the same with Absolutekit. "No, but I've seen you around. I'm Truthkit."