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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 440px;][justify][size=7pt]Along with Phil's brief return, Holydove was pleasantly surprised to see yet another familiar face from around the time she was still a fairly new member of Windclan herself. It was a good feeling knowing people planned to return. She hoped this promised there would be more visits and return. "I remember you. Hey, Trevor." the rabbit greeted, offering a polite nod. She'd personally never heard of the Rebellion of Terminus, but she was sure someone like Cherviltea would be able to give a straight answer for him. "Is there anything you need to help you settle in?"

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.5; cursor: url("http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-2/cur192.cur"), auto;]'...Terminus?" The name of the former group that Trevor had formerly belonged to slipped out of her tongue as the streamlined agile figure of Sanctifiedtaboo stalked out of the thick grass blades of the moor, following closely behind Holydove. Tipping her dappled head to the side, the female glanced warily behind the charcoal jet black colored tom before locking her intense fierce emerald gaze onto Trevor. "What happened to your other group?" She had never heard of such a place orgroup and it caused her attention to peak, a small glint of bright curiosity sparking in her gaze.
[hr][/fancypost][align=center][spoiler=TAGS — NOVEMBER 8, 2016][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX; cursor: url("http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-2/cur192.cur"), auto;][size=8]GENERAL —
sanctifiedtaboo mononoke-hayate
reincarnation of wednesday hayate
daughter of wingstar & fireflyspark
prefers to be called simply "san"
female | 11 months | D.O.B: sep 01
taken | dating cherviltea | pansexual aromantic
savannah feline ( ref I & ref II & ref III )
honorguard
mentoring daisypaw
ages one month = every 300 post milestone
based off san from princess mononoke

RECENT EVENTS —
none currently!

CONFRONTATION —
health condition: 100%
extreme physical difficulty
hard mental difficulty
attack in BOLDED LIMEGREEN
no killing nor capturing without given permission
can powerplay peaceful actions if needed

POWERS —
teleportation power (mastered)
ability to take away pain (mastered)
manipulation of molecules (untrained)
shape-shifting (mastered)
flower prints (mastered)
telekinesis (mastered)
invisibility (mastered)
fire elemental pelt (lights up when adrenaline kicks in)
fire power control (mastered)
conjurations (semi-trained + a spear or dagger)
eye color manipulation (eyes turn dark stormy blue when stressed)

APPEARANCE —
slender - agile - swift - stealthy - short - lithe - nimble
san is an undersized beautiful athletic streamlined agile cinnamon/coffee brown dappled savannah feline with vibrant mint ivy green colored eyes (mostly noticed as smoldering or glaring) that tend to appear lighter or darker (depending on the light source). the only scars she holds are jagged claw marks on her hips which somehow never fade away. she has tribal "warpaint" markings that are scarlet red and are based on the character "san mononoke". the accessories that can usually be seen on san are the following: a dagger necklace that cherviltea gave her, two dark blue armbands on her front legs, a wolf teeth necklace (only during special events), and war mask (only to battles) along with thin oval-shaped white earrings on her dark chocolate colored brown ears along with a black or very dark brown nose. her fur is rather semi-short and glossy although it tends to grow semi-long around her tail-tip and chest causing a slightly bushy appearance. san's usual stance is one of tense and rigidness when she is around unfamiliar faces although it tends to loosen up when she recognizes or knows the people that are around.

PERSONALITY —
conflicted - independent - instinctive - courageous - fierce - honest
san's personality is known to be mainly one that is considered very "intense" and even "powerful" due to her sharp "wild" manners of acting. she is considered to be very blunt and honest with her answers, not enjoying wasting her breath on excuses or long drabbles (however, does so mentally). the most notable personality trait that san has is her inner turmoil/confliction with herself which causes her to argue with her choices due to having the ability to think of both sides of an argument which causes her to become elastic with thoughts and giving her the capability to bounce back easier from trauma although it always lingers due to her self-doubt. this can lead to her becoming hesitant with her choices and uneasy for she will never truly be pleased with the choices she makes for herself. san has a fiery attitude although only when pushed to it (which tends to be quick due to her short patience). san is usually seen as the brooding type that does not seem to trust anyone who she has not been with for a long time, her actions always carrying mutual respect which can either be lifted to the likeness or lowered to hatred. san is incredibly determined which causes her to become almost pig-headed and stubborn, believing her way is always right, however, after giving good advice, san will tend to straighten her actions to a better way of acting. san believes she can do anything by herself, adding to her stubbornness which causes her to not excel at being a team-player. due to past events in her life, san holds big trust issues and doesn't really believe anyone unless they have "won" her trust through acts of honest care, friendship, etc. she tends to also become paranoid, believing the world is out to get her. however, san is very loving when actually growing close with someone and is very loyal to who she loves, believing they are worth more than she is. this can lead to her becoming sacrificial since san actually does not have a fear of death and does not mind dying for those she loves. san also has a secret side to her rough sharp exterior which is rarely seen but is actually a very excitable eccentric girl who can become very lively if she is with the people that she has grown close to and tends to get easily flustered by comments.

FACTS —
> holds a massive love for nature (especially forests)
> believes flowers should remain on the ground - not as gifts
> flower print power is only cacti & succulents
> elemental flames are always pure red
> uses a carved bow (given by happypaw) for special hunts
> when in deep thought, left ear twitches uncontrollably
> attempts to be intimidating due to her undersized stature
> believes in nature-based myths & legends
> does not hesitate to kill (depends on current emotions)
> hates anything human-related
> enjoys all the seasons / does not hold a preference

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=8]The charcoal feline's interest was immediately peaked when he heard the name 'Trevor'. It was a name that Phil hadn't heard for a very, very long time, and accompanied with a welcoming smile, the blue-eyed cat trotted over, stopping next to Holydove, biting his lip. A larger smile graced his usually grinning snout, and the tall feline brushed his fringe out of his face and leapt toward Trevor, aiming to envelop the other in a warm hug. "Trev! Oh my God! I've missed you so much!" he said, his voice laced with disbelief, "Next thing I know Dan'll be returning... heh, a guy can dream."

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Cherviltea had woven his way through the jaded grass towards the group, shortly after Phil's arrival, a spirited smile eventually tugging at his jaws as he noted the joyous reunion between several individuals. The collie drew to a halt by San, swaying gently by his girlfriend in an airy and affectionate manner, aiming to briefly bow his skull and nudge his muzzle by her shoulder, before lifting his head once again, canary-hued orbs eventually returning to Trevor.

Trevor.. Trevor was someone whom the collie could vaguely recall - and for someone whom happened to have a rather unfortunate memory, such recollection from quite some time ago, was fortunate of him. Therefore, the collie found his expression illuminating with one of recognition. "Hey, Trevor! It's been a while, so I wouldn't be surprised if you couldn't remember me; I'm Cherviltea, just incase. It's good to have would back!" It was always nice to see a returning face, even those whom he hadn't known to a profusely personal level in the past - mere individuals of times before, were always enlightening to see again, to know that they were still around and doing well for themselves.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1.20;][color=#969696]My memory was bloody terrible, but I was certain I hadn't meant this one before. Merrily making my way over, I would plop my lazy self down, fixating this Trevor person with a curious mismatched gaze. "Sup. I'm Trenchwarfare, or just Trey," I would bark friendly enough.