Maybe this time l private w/ lostpaw

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:transparent; width: 450px; height:auto; word-spacing:-1px;font-size: 13px;line-height:95%; text-align:justify; font-family:tahoma][ ur post is fine hush <3 + tyvm for making! ]

lostpaw was on his usual strolls he noticed he's been taking a lot of. if it meant not having to return to his cabin, he was alright. there was nothing for him back there; but the ghost and memories of his first close friend, and the first one he's loved. he still does have feelings for the male and when he returned the feelings, the apprentice was so overwhelmed with happiness, he could hardly speak. the problem was rivaille was both his mentor and old enough to be his father. just wonderful right?

his thoughts were so filled on the adorable, unbearably handsome, extremely soft and cuddly canine he didn't notice where he was walking until he tripped over a tree root poking out. falling onto his chin, he let out a soft whimper before propping himself back onto his paws. in this movement, he looked up to see the hybrid jump up and looking his way. frightened, the alabaster apprentice opened his mouth but found the words wouldn't come out. taking a shaky step backwards, he felt his hind paw touch the same root and he jumped in alarm. long but thick tail now bristling, lostpaw looked back at maquis. "a-ah, u-um... i-i'm s-sorry i-if i um, disturbed you..."

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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:transparent; width: 450px; height:auto; word-spacing:-1px;font-size: 13px;line-height:95%; text-align:justify; font-family:tahoma][ indeed human, indeed. i am so far past the point of no return and i love it. of course, there are some anime/manga/videogames i haven't come across yet so i wouldn't say i'm hardcore or anything. y chu ask? ]

a small hopeful smile spread across his delicate features when the larger creature said he would forgive him... then he added one word. that single "if" was enough to make his brows furrow and a worried expression to take over. he licked his lips and flattened his ears against his cranium, "l-like what?" he asked hesitantly. he really hated the idea of anyone not liking him, but would respect their wishes anyways... even if it'd kill him a bit.

[ lol bad doggy ]

[align=center][size=8][abbr=lostpaw break-ipswitch-everhart && male && nine months && apprentice && white maine coon with icy guarded blue eyes && windclan && npcxnpc && crushing on rivaille && dating no one && mentored by rivaille && panromantic, demipansexual && has asthma and haemolacria (tears are red due to some blood being in it) && split personality (has various triggers ;; shifts to blackabyss' persona) && wears a black necklace with a black infinite pendent (sideways "8")]information[/abbr] ; [abbr=closed to maim, death and serious injuries && open to small injuries, being picked on and capture && ask to torture && attack in italic light blue && mentally hard, physically medium]battletags[/abbr] ; [abbr=paws, tip of tail, rims of ears and eyes glow a light blue on command && able to see spirits && conjuration && scent manipulation]powers[/abbr]
#losty2k16

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:transparent; width: 450px; height:auto; word-spacing:-1px;font-size: 13px;line-height:95%; text-align:justify; font-family:tahoma][ cx yeah why not? ]

the idea of him burning down his own camp wouldn't sit right with him for two reasons: one - and the most major one - he lives there. his clan consisted of both his friends and - figurative or adopted - family. he couldn't betray them like that! what's worst, he could live with himself knowing he's done something so wrong and simply dreadful. two: he's deathly afraid of fire. horridly afraid. he doesn't even use the stove in his cabin without someone else being with him because of his fear and the painful memories that tagged along with it. if the male went in the opposite direction and said drown someone, he'd also have to decline. the apprentice was also scared of drowning, vast bodies of water (it doesn't make things better since windclan had a huge-ass lake in their territory) and because of this fear, he was a weak swimmer despite his fur being perfect for the activity.

blinking his oceanic hues, he looked at maquis for a moment before his shoulders sagged and he shook his head. "i... i'm sorry i don't." he replied quietly. "i know how to administer cobwebs and treat basic wounds and cuts but that's about it. i'm uh, useless when it comes to the medical field." he dropped his eyes to his paws. "b-but um, we have some really good medics! i'm sure they wouldn't mind teaching me something." lostpaw added hopefully.

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#losty2k16

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:transparent; width: 450px; height:auto; word-spacing:-1px;font-size: 13px;line-height:95%; text-align:justify; font-family:tahoma][ lol go for it bro *thumbs up* i'ma call you kee i'm not the best at nicknames either so ur good cx + i get my muse from where everyone else gets it: dinosaur's bum. that and this guy's been through a lot so i just take from experience and put it into the posts x3 ]

lostpaw pouted childishly and objected quietly, "i'm not whimpering... i'm just u-um... exerting concern in a way that uh, d-doesn't require words." ha, whatever the hell that meant. he was sure that's what whimpering was but when maquis puts it so bluntly, his first thought if to deny it. after a moment or two, he sighed and murmured a soft "yeah, i guess you're right... sorry" as he shuffled his paws. the apprentice didn't really know why his own clan would make him sorry for helping a boneclanner but his confusion soon cleared up as the creature before him spoke again.

s-so, he was on enemy territory? h-how come blackabyss didn't say anything? b-blackie...!!
learn from your mistakes. it kinda flew over my head as well with all your rambunctious thoughts interrupting mind. just keep came and play it cool, if things get out of hand, i'll take over. he promised.

swallowing hard, he followed blackabyss' orders of remaining calm and replied to him. "no, i um, didn't know boneclan and windclan were enemies," he began slowly. "b-but even if shiftingstar gave the okay, i'd never hurt anyone! a-and if you ask m-me, i think having the patience and u-um, accepting others is better than forcing them to fight." he meowed. "n-not to mention, you said you're in no state for a fight. it would be horrible of me to hurt someone who can't properly defend themselves and seriously low of me." lostpaw shook his head, i ain't about that life, homie. the sky will turn green the day i slit somebody's throat. "i use violence as a last resort," he gave him a sheepish smile before continuing. "the saying 'it'll hurt me more than it hurts you' pretty much applies to me."

typical of you to say something like that. anyways, well said kid. now add 'don't ever take my kindness for weakness. i'll kick ass and kiss ass when i want'.
oh my-- no way! st-stop talking!

[align=center][size=8][abbr=lostpaw break-ipswitch-everhart && male && nine months && apprentice && white maine coon with icy guarded blue eyes && windclan && npcxnpc && crushing on rivaille && dating no one && mentored by rivaille && panromantic, demipansexual && has asthma and haemolacria (tears are red due to some blood being in it) && split personality (has various triggers ;; shifts to blackabyss' persona) && wears a black necklace with a black infinite pendent (sideways "8")]information[/abbr] ; [abbr=closed to maim, death and serious injuries && open to small injuries, being picked on and capture && ask to torture && attack in italic light blue && mentally hard, physically medium]battletags[/abbr] ; [abbr=paws, tip of tail, rims of ears and eyes glow a light blue on command && able to see spirits && conjuration && scent manipulation]powers[/abbr]
#losty2k16