SUNSHINE STUCK IN THE CLOUDS ★ lost windclanner

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    Caedon's small salmon pads crushed against the frost-covered grass, a breeze blowing at his thick pelt. He had originally planned on adventuring, as he did, and had chased a butterfly farther than previously intended. Followed by that he had found himself in Anti-clan territory and made way to the closet save haven he could, which brought him here. Now all he had to find out was two things. Where was here and how could he get back home?
    Sure, he was quite excited to know this area and its members though the open fields he was used to was far gone by now, and the poor sprout was homesick to his bones. Who knew an adventure could cross him this bad? Inhaling a frigid breath, he glared across the wind-swept landscape, mountains reaching into the overcalling sky. Now all he had to do was to find someone...


    [spoiler=info | updated 07/11/2016]
    [size=8]GENERAL:
    ▪ Caedon B. | 'Cae' by friends | Male
    ▪ Demiromantic | Demisexual
    ▪ Seven moons | July 2nd | ages irl time
    ▪ Member of WindClan


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ▪ Single | Not looking
    ▪ NPC x NPC
    ▪ Still is flirty af


    PHYSICAL:
    ★ Domestic Maine Coon | health: 97%
    — White base with brown tabby marking 'spots', brown tufted ears
    — [i]major injuries: none.
    — [i]minor injuries: none.


    PERSONALITY:
    — For positive traits: Optimistic, understanding, accepting, creative, & people-pleaser.
    — For neutral traits: Extrovert, cinnamon bun, innocent, & flirty af.
    — For negative traits: Changes himself for others, too curious, word jumbler, and childish.


    POWERS:
    ★ None yet


    INTERACTION:
    ▪ Easy physically && Mild mentally
    ▪ Comfortable to be around & easy to trust.
    ▪ Attack in Bolded #eab583.
    ▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions (ie, tackling in hug, accidently knocking to ground).


    ▪ [color=#eab583]BIOGRAPHY | [color=#eab583]PLOT THREAD

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    [size=7pt][font=verdana]SICK OF HEARING THIS HAKUNA MATATA MOTTO
    FROM PEOPLE WHO WON THE LOTTO[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]Unless someone found him first. Riverpaw trotted over, shaking water from her pelt and collecting mud on her damp paws. The young paladin shot a grin to the stranger, dipping her head in a casual greeting. "Heya there. Whatcha doin' 'ere? Don't think I've seen ya 'round here before."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:350px; font-family: helvetica; font-size:11px; color:white; text-align:justify;]Tearingpetals slowly slipped over, paws hitting the ground as she came up beside nobody in particular, staring blankly through Caedon. Hearing Riverpaw, she took a deep breath in before questioning gently. "Oh, new brobro?" She asked, the light brown feline staring with nothing but a lifeless look. She was unaware of all the other clans, as she had lacked someone to teach her things. As she hadn't learned many things.


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    fifteenpaw trotted up beside the two fems, tilting his head at the other "yo, homie, you smell like windclan. everything alright?" he would question, waiting for an answer. he didn't like how formal the usual 'name and business' thing was, so why not just spice it up with some casual friend-talk. windclan was a new alliance, right? so they would be kind to them.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: constantia; font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 125%][size=9px][ ★ ][/size] Hey, it was Caedon. The petite pine marten didn't really know the other well, but remembered he was a clanmate of hers in WindClan. So as she trots over, she offers an encouraging smile and a wave of the bushy tail of hers, although she avoids eye contact as with everybody. Either he had a message, or perhaps he was lost, neither would surprise her, she got lost all the time. [size=9px][ ★ ][/size]
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    tags | updated 7/11/2016

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    Fur bunched in a desperate attempt to shrink away, which of course didn't work, his eyes darted between the four gathered around him. "Um- I was venturing when I got um-," he stuttered, a bit nervous of his current state. Windclanners were expected to be fast and knowing, able to follow their paths at lightning speed, but no- Caedon was a bit, so to say, different. Clumsy, absent-minded, and too innocent for his own good. His eyes drifted from the brown and white tabby to the light brown she. "- a bit lost?"
    The apprentice's optics shifted to the tom, which Caedon gave his common lop-sided smile at the Blizzardclanner's comfort of the situation. "Windclan indeed-," however his words were cut short but the figure of familiar creature," Las? I didn't know you were here." Still a bit stuck yet eager to know who these people were, he shifted his paws in the thin frost blanket.



    [spoiler=info | updated 07/11/2016]
    [size=8]GENERAL:
    ▪ Caedon B. | 'Cae' by friends | Male
    ▪ Demiromantic | Demisexual
    ▪ Seven moons | July 2nd | ages irl time
    ▪ Member of WindClan


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ▪ Single | Not looking
    ▪ NPC x NPC
    ▪ Still is flirty af


    PHYSICAL:
    ★ Domestic Maine Coon | health: 97%
    — White base with brown tabby marking 'spots', brown tufted ears
    — [i]major injuries: none.
    — [i]minor injuries: none.


    PERSONALITY:
    — For positive traits: Optimistic, understanding, accepting, creative, & people-pleaser.
    — For neutral traits: Extrovert, cinnamon bun, innocent, & flirty af.
    — For negative traits: Changes himself for others, too curious, word jumbler, and childish.


    POWERS:
    ★ None yet


    INTERACTION:
    ▪ Easy physically && Mild mentally
    ▪ Comfortable to be around & easy to trust.
    ▪ Attack in Bolded #eab583.
    ▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions (ie, tackling in hug, accidently knocking to ground).


    ▪ [color=#eab583]BIOGRAPHY | [color=#eab583]PLOT THREAD

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: constantia; font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 125%][size=9px][ ★ ][/size] Her smile broadens, if only by a little. She was fast, and nimble, as a WindClanner was expected, but she fell short of that description more often than not. Her steps were often very clumsy and uncoordinated, more out of the fact she was never paying attention more than anything else. She wasn't built for running afterall; she was made for swiftly bounding through trees. Didn't mean she wasn't agile enough to keep up with her other clanmates though.


    So Lessa offers a small nod, eyes lingering on a place close to Caedon to appear as attentive as possible. Eye contact seemed important to others for some reason, but she didn't like it. The apprentice sat back on her hunches, and moved her paws to sign, I have multiple allegiances. [size=9px][ ★ ][/size]
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    tags | updated 7/12/2016

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]Windclan was a fairly nice place - somewhere that the servaline enjoyed visiting. The people that she had met there were also particularly kind, too: Prague, Kate, and Jonathan.. Sam, too. The servaline was rather fond of one of their newest allies. Tama would approach, shortly after Lessa had spoken to the Windclanner, and the servaline would seat herself by Fif. "Do you need any help in getting back home?" The leader would inquire, sure that someone wouldn't mind escorting them back. Otherwise, well, they were welcome to linger for as long as they wished, really.


    TAGS 04/07/2016

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    Caedon gave a brisk nod to Lessa, previously unaware of her signed tribute to many places. At least she had a home, for that was all that mattered. However, as the tom opened his mouth for words, the figure of a familiar she approaching. The leader of blizzardclan, that wasn't something you see everyday. As the serval took notice of his displacement, her words offered a simple solution.
    "Yes please, if you don't mind that is. I don't want to keep anyone from anything they're doing.." his words were soft, nervous even. All he could remember was walking about and finding a gigantic stone staircase. Of course, like anybody else probably wouldn't do, he climbed it to the sky. And they he ended up here. Oops.


    [spoiler=info | updated 07/11/2016]
    [size=8]GENERAL:
    ▪ Caedon B. | 'Cae' by friends | Male
    ▪ Demiromantic | Demisexual
    ▪ Seven moons | July 2nd | ages irl time
    ▪ Member of WindClan


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ▪ Single | Not looking
    ▪ NPC x NPC
    ▪ Still is flirty af


    PHYSICAL:
    ★ Domestic Maine Coon | health: 97%
    — White base with brown tabby marking 'spots', brown tufted ears
    — [i]major injuries: none.
    — [i]minor injuries: none.


    PERSONALITY:
    — For positive traits: Optimistic, understanding, accepting, creative, & people-pleaser.
    — For neutral traits: Extrovert, cinnamon bun, innocent, & flirty af.
    — For negative traits: Changes himself for others, too curious, word jumbler, and childish.


    POWERS:
    ★ None yet


    INTERACTION:
    ▪ Easy physically && Mild mentally
    ▪ Comfortable to be around & easy to trust.
    ▪ Attack in Bolded #eab583.
    ▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions (ie, tackling in hug, accidently knocking to ground).


    ▪ [color=#eab583]BIOGRAPHY | [color=#eab583]PLOT THREAD