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Jin Morningstar hadn't ever really been fully dead.
The half-demon apprentice had been on the edge, but he made his way back. Some intense training with some of his demon relatives who weren't to evil had taught him to take control of his power, to harness the energy inside of his little body. He wasn't hearing the voices anymore.
The people of HawkClan may have been surprised to see that Jin Morningstar's body had dissapeared from his dying place. That's because he had been using it. The young fox had been training, trying to harness the full potential of his power in order to create a sort of inner peace within himself.
He was sort of like a crazy zen kung-fu monk, if you know what I mean.
Now the young fox stood on HawkClan's border. He was easily recognizable for anyone who had seen him before, but it was also obvious that he wasn't the weak little fox he had been before. Jin had gained some muscle mass, as well as some scars across his body. The fox hoped everyone would remember him.
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