WE COULD BE HEROES || open & herb training session

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The feeling suddenly struck him that it may be best to actually participate. Resignedly, the calico forced himself upright and limped towards Duskmire, eyes flashing hesitantly. "Pair up?" he liked the Guardian; he seemed not to care about his medical problem and had actually complimented him on a hare he'd caught. Hopefully the tabby would not be put off by his request.

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"Thank you for the invitation," he replied curtly, recognizing that he was under the impression that he was the outsider who was invited in. Blitzpup would do his best to remain calm and not antagonize anyone during this session; it was something that dredged up unwanted memories. Walking over there with a swift, fluid stride, he seated himself by the other side of Praguekit wordlessly.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: adjust; width: 425px; height: ; text-transform: none; font-family: verdana; font-size:8pt;][justify]"HEY GUYS! WANNA MAKE SOME METH?" He dashed in barking like a madman, throwing shit everywhere and running around the place yelling.

//i'm enjoying myself a lot. xD
#zombutt #midnightmunchies

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#zombutt #midnightmunchies

[fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; width: 450px;]Dusk was surprised to see that Sparrow had offered to be his partner, and to that the guardian nodded with a smile. "Yeah - thank you." his words were oddly sincere - he had not expected to find a partner at all and was grateful. His relief was short lived, however, as there was suddenly a great deal of commotion. Turning on his heels, the cream tabby looked around in mild panic. What the hell was that...?

[spoiler=mobile tags]GENERAL INFO ★
Duskmire Ares | 10 months
Male | Homosexual Homoromantic
Raintail x Hawktalon | domestic feline
Born June 18 2015 | Gemini
WindClan | Guardian

BODY INFO ★
Current form: Reddish-cream tabby with medium white. Half of face is covered in a large scar, one eye is missing. [ref]
Other forms: None

POWERS ★
Vampirism, Ability to take away pain, Molecule Manipulation, Elemental powers (fire), Elemental Pelt

BRIEF PERSONALITY ★
Quiet and thoughtful, a dreamer at heart. Made cold and tired by circumstance, easily upset. Very determined to prove himself; hard worker. Prone to bitterness and jealously, low self esteem.

STATS [color=white]★
[color=white]Physical attack: 38/100
[color=white]Physical defense: 32/100
[color=white]Magical attack: 46/100
[color=white]Magical defense: 20/100
[color=white]Speed: 35/100

MISC + LINKS [color=white]★
n/a as of now

Last Updated May 9, 2016

[justify]"Anyone still need a partner?"

She wouldn't mind if she had to work alone—often times that was the case, and you needed to lean on your own self to get things done. However, she would be equally as happy to have someone to work through the training session with her, that was the whole point of Maelstrom's instructions. Comfreypaw looked towards Hope with a smile, before murmuring, "If you end up needing a partner, I'm open." Her offer was a warm one, as she patiently awaited. It would be good, this learning experience. It could get her away of all of the current grievances that had shook WindClan.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]An herb training session? They used herbs in this world...weird. She was supposed to find a partner, apparently, so she glanced around until she spotted Comfreypaw. Aside from the imaginary friends she had made as a filly (and Sombra), she needed some real friends. [color=pink][b]"I can be your partner." she spoke, trotting over to the other fem, blinking her bright blue luminaries at her.[/fancypost][align=center]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 440px;][justify][size=7pt]To say Cake was late was a serious understatement, but the feline felt better about it with her own assurance that she was simply fashionably late. She took a seat and let out a tiny, dignified huff as she looked around herself to see what the others were doing. partners? Cake felt her heart sink, a tiny whimper escaping from her with the realization she might not be able to find a partner left. And why wouldin't anyone want to work with her? she thought to herself. She was incredible! "I still need a partner!" The dark pelted feline called out much too dramatically. She did not want be left out!

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 440px;][justify][size=7pt]Relieved she wasin't going to be kicked out for not having a partner or ignored, she straightened herself out and stood up straight. She batted her eyes in a sickly sweet manner, her mouth curved in a smile like manner. Though she wouldin't say it out loud and make her clanmates think she was throwing out manners and kindness to just anyone, but Maelstorm would be able to tell she genuinely was thankful for stepping in when no one else would by the look she gave him. A rare, vulnerable moment for her.

Now, Cake wasin't anywhere close to being a professional in the field of herbs, but she picked up a few remedies during her time as a barn cat. If she stepped on a thorn or got attacked by a wild animal or ever fall off the top of the barn, she'd have to figure out how to patch herself up. Living on your own, you sort of hand to learn to take care of yourself or you wouldin't survive. Listening to the scenario, Cake huffed and twitched the end of her tail in thought. She couldin't decide if the first concern would be to disinfect the wound, or stop the bleeding. Snapping out of her deep thoughts, she blinked her now wide blue eyes. "Uumm... alright so. First I would ask one of my clanmates to go back and get help. But like, if it's some serious bleeding we'd have to make sure it gets treated right away because we wouldin't have time to bring you back to camp. The biggest thing would be having to find something that'd cover up the wound. You know, so you don't lost blood. That's the first concern." she looked to Maelstorm before continuing as if to ask if she was on the right track, her pale blue gaze nervously drifted to the pile of herbs. There was so much there, what if she chose the wrong thing?

[justify]Comfreypaw would nod happily in response to Radiant Hope, glad she'd been able to find a partner. Here, she would turn her head and angle her ears to listen to Maelstrom speak, absorbing the scenario as best as she could. Hm, so someone would have to pretend to be injured, while the other examined and helped them? Realistically, the Honorguard knew that while most would help out, she would, personally, be there to give assistance as well. However, she knew that this wasn't actuality, and that it was a learning experience, rather.

"I'll be the injured Clanmate, go ahead~" She informed her partner, giving an encouraging smile as she settled down in a proper position.

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[fancypost bgcolor=darkred; bordercolor=firebrick; borderwidth=1px; width: 315px; height: auto; padding: 10px;][justify]Nat approached with an uncertain blink. "hey, this still open, guys?" she knew learning herbs would be useful, especially if they found another injured joiner like Kate. She suppressed a shiver.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 440px;][justify][size=7pt]She was still recovering from her injury, able to move about now for the most part. She felt much better then before. And as soon as Kate overheard there would be a lesson in herbs, Kate became interested. She couldin't fight for herself, so it was probably best she learn the basics in case she got injured again. She came a bit closer as she listened to Maelstorm explain the lesson and how it would go. The tiny, adorable looking Windclanner looked around curiously before spotting one of the only familiar faces she knew of, Natasha. She hopped over, "Hey... if you want, I could be your partner for this activity." Kate offered, sounding a tiny bit shy.