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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify;]Mountainpaw had never purposely woke up at the break of dawn and it showed. She was definitely not a morning person. Not even the excitement of her first training session with Sam would allow her the energy to completely wake up. Still, her heart pounded.


    The nervousness of yesterday seemed to melt away and the newly named apprentice was left with a rush of emotion and a let's go now attitude. The grey female was standing outside the apprentice's den, blinking her tired eyes in the dawn's milky glow.

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    The stag hadn't slept well at all.




    At the sound of Mountain pushing her way out of the den, he'd turn his head. Instantly, he shifted into his feline form, eyepatch tightening around his missing eye again. "Come on, then." He said, turning and hopping out of the cave. Three legs could be an advantage, and times, was a horrible idea.




    [spoiler=tags, updated 11/2]general:
    samuel | sam, dislikes being called sammy
    intersex - identifies as genderfluid, uses he/him pronouns
    pansexual panromantic monoamarous | single
    riverclan | riverguard | npc x npc |
    mortal w/ vampiric tendancies {favors demon blood}




    physical:
    - {current/main} black stag, amber-brown eyes, vines/flowers intertwine his antlers, half moon circle brand on left shoulder, eyepatch on right eye : ref // click
    - wears armor : click
    - {secondary} white wolf, extra fur tipped black, extra mane fur, feathers sprouting from it's neck {black}, large
    - {tertiary} average feline, black fur tipped russet/auburn, slightly colder blue eyes, collar around his neck that's a warm brown color




    credit to wrennars to those images ^^




    injuries:
    - 12% health
    - In critical condition
    - Lost his front right leg, snapped off at shoulder
    - Lost his right eye
    - Covered in bite/slash wounds
    - Large gouge down the left side of his neck
    - Slash and bite marks from a bird like maw




    personality:
    - angry {at everything and himself}, unpredictable, terrified of himself, full of grief, remorse, distracted, calm, quiet, strong {physically}, wrathful, cruel, and always puts on a fake happy face




    powers:
    - all powers
    - blood/tears are a light black
    - linked to caroline




    confrontation:
    - physically hard, nearly impossible mentally
    - attack in [color=#301B00]bold #301B00
    - can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions[/spoiler]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify;]Mountainpaw opened her mouth to say something but quickly closed it. Maybe it would have been, did you have thorns in your nest all night? Maybe her mentor was always this quiet. Maybe Mountain was drawing conclusions too quickly.


    "Yes." She chirped, matching him pawstep to pawstep. "What are we gonna do first?"


    / I'd really like them to form a tight friendship with Mountain looking up to Sam like a big brother figure??