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    The lithe form of Pastelpaw could be seen, the winter sun slowly rising behind her as she traveled the territory of Skyclan. The fem let out a small 'burrr' and tucked her pastel blue wings close as snowfall from the night before chilled her to the bone. She took a small seat besides the lake, watching as the water lapped up the shore before dragging sand back in. The German Shepard had a weak smile on her maw as she watched the water, it's tranquility comforted her. She closed her hazel brown eyes, inhaling. She hoped she had done the right thing by leaving Colouredclan.


    The alabaster German Shepard glanced around, anticipating the arrival of some Skyclanners. The wind ruffled her fur forward and Pastelpaw shivered, Was that Whitegold? Can she see me wherever she is? she felt a small jab in her heart. She'd be proud to see her daughter grow up, right..? ... Maybe I should have stayed... Pastel let out a small sigh, shaking her head and attempting to get the swarm of thoughts around her deceased mother out of her head.
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    "hello!" winterkit meowed, greeting pastelpaw with a friendly wave of her tail. the kitten had been out, attempting to hunt, when she had caught the scent of a stranger nearby. she had followed the scent, and it had lead her to the german shepard. "i am winterkit, what's your name?" the white-and-grey kitten asked with a cheerful smile.
    // mobile + prior to winter's apprenticemanship,, welcome to skyclan!
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    [align=center][spoiler=tags - 12/01][fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px;]GENERAL:
    - winterkit winterpaw ,, winterlights
    female , six moons old
    member of skyclan and darkclan


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single , no crush
    - adopted daughter of superhero of skyclan
    - no mentor


    IMPORTANT FACTS:
    - has the elemental power to control water
    - has the power to shapeshift
    - carries around a small bag full of her favorite things
    - has a slight obsession with christmas and shiny objects
    - makes flower crowns for literally anyone who shows her kindness
    - interested in herbs


    PHYSICAL
    domestic feline - white and grey fur - blue eyes
    or
    [CURRENTLY] large alaskan malamute pup - white fur, distinct black markings - amber eyes
    - currently no major or minor injuries


    INTERACTIONS
    - mentally medium, physically easy
    - not trained, cannot control her powers yet
    - attack in bold white

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    Pastelpaw's ears perked up as the grey and white kitten made her way over. The slight smile on her lips faded as her quiet moment of peace disappeared, she tried to smile at the kitten, but it just felt uncomfortable on her maw and within a short moment her smile was gone completely. She wanted to fake her attitude and wear a fake mask of 'I'm not dead inside' but the alabaster German Shepard couldn't act to save her life.


    "Pastelpaw... Aeternum," She greeted, feeling odd saying the 'Aeternum' name. She wasn't sure if she should even carry it anymore. Pas was distant from her family, ironic seeing as how the name literally meant 'forever together', but she couldn't help it. "I'd... uh, this is Skyclan, right?" Pastelpaw shook her head as she stumbled over words.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify; font-size: 10pt;]Aeturnum - that was a name he'd heard before. He couldn't recall where; SunClan, perhaps? Regardless, the surname had piqued the interest of Duskmire, who now joined Winterkit with a friendly smile. "Yes, this is, uh, SkyClan." the envoy assured her, nodding in confirmation. Joining, he assumed - though he would wait for her to confirm. "My name is Duskmire. What can I, um, do for you?" Asking visitors what he could do for them was much less confrontational then demanding a name and motive upon arrival, and Dusk quite liked the change of pace. It felt like a friendlier exchange than the usual questioning.
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    info | updated 12/2

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    Pastelpaw relaxed slightly as a new domestic feline came up besides Winterkit and confirmed her inquiry. That's good, The apprentice nodded in gratitude to Dustmire and then pondering about the question he had asked. It was true that she wanted to join the clan, but wondered quickly if there was anything else she really needed. "I.. was wondering if it would be al-alright if I joined this clan?" Pasty woofed, tilting her head to the side slightly. "And um.. if I can, um, could you show me to your camp?"
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    [justify]"Wow! You're so pretty!" the tiny kitten exclaimed while she sauntered over to the newcomer. The ivory canine looked a bit like her older brother, except she had a pair of beautiful blue wings on her back. She was tempted to go up to the joiner and touch them, though refrained from doing so as she didn't want to scare her away. She offered the german shepherd a wide smile as she watched as a few feathers fell from her silky wings. Hesitantly picked one up, she twirled it around in her paw. It was so soft and light. "Daydreamkit loves your wings!" Pastelpaw looked as if she were an angel from heaven, literally. Aside from Superhero and James, she had never seen a creature with a pair of wings on their back. Day wondered if she could have used them to fly or they were just there for show.


    She waited for Winterpaw and her father to introduce themselves to Pastelpaw. "It's nice to meet you! The names Day - Daydreamkit," she giggled, parroting how Duskmire had greeted his boyfriend. "And of course, you can join! Congratulations!" She clapped her paws together as if the apprentice had won some kind of award. It was always nice to have a new member in their clan. Hopefully, the angel-looking lady would have enjoyed her time in Skyclan.
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    [spoiler=♡ — updated 12/3][size=7pt]general. [biography] [thread hub]
    ♡ daydreamkit | 'day' or 'dreamy' | trans girl
    ♡ 3 months | 5 months mentally | ages real time
    ♡ bisexual demiromantic | she/her pronouns
    ♡ skyclan kit | no titles


    important facts/events.
    ♡ speaks in third person
    ♡ likes stuffed animals/pretty things
    ♡ believes in ghosts and aliens
    ♡ japanese
    ♡ has imaginary friends named lily and maurice


    physical. [reference]
    ★ DOMESTIC FELINE [birth & main] | health: 100%
    — a long-haired black feline with aqua blue eyes.
    ♡ wears a pink lace collar around neck
    [injuries] n/a


    relationships. [heart chart]
    [size=7pt]♡ single | no crushes
    ♡ ½ of ______
    ♡ npc x npc (adopted father is duskmire)
    ♡ adopted sister of deviantpup
    ♡ mentor: none


    personality.
    ♡ sweet | carefree | bubbly | compassionate | inquisitive
    ♡ innocent | supportive | loving | impatient | lively


    powers.
    ♡ conjuration [undiscovered]
    ♡ shapeshifting [undiscovered]
    ♡ take pain [undiscovered]


    interaction/confrontation.
    ♡ closed to capture, torture, and death
    ♡ easy mentally | easy physically
    ♡ attack in bold #C98182 or risk being ignored
    ♡ can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions

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    Superhero wasn't far behind Daydreamkit, and could almost match her enthusiasm as well. Perhaps even beaten it, back in the day, but he was a little more mature now. A little. The tabby grinned as he padded over, waving his fluffy tail in greetings. Joiners were almost common now, and he was glad. This Pastelpaw seemed kind of hesitant about things, but Super was sure she'd learn to fit right in. "Welcome, Palepaw! I'm Superhero, he leader of SkyClan! I can show you to the camp, follow me!" He exclaimed, turning towards the camp and waiting for the canine to follow.
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    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px; line-height: 14px; border-radius: 0px; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: verdana; width: 400px]A joiner? It seemed as though Skyclan was slowly gaining in activity and numbers which would be a great benefit for the clan in the long run. Approaching calmly, the ebony feline stood a few metres away and nodded. "Welcome." He said simply, there was no other reason to say anything else so he stood in silence.


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    Pastelpaw blinked as Daydreamkit played with a lost feather of hers and admire her wings, she was able to muster up a meek smile to the young kit. Her enthusiasm seemed to be contagious. "Ah, thank you." She hummed, her eyes following the pale blue feather of hers. Pastel then stretched out her wings and shook them before tucking them back in, trying just a little bit to show off.


    Her attention then turned to Superero, blinking in surprise as he introduced himself as the leader of the clan. That was odd, a leader so peppy? It's not that Pastelpaw would really know, she barely knew the leader of the clan she last dwelled in and they never really went out of their way to know her. Pastel didn't even remember his name properly. "Uh, thank you, uh.. Superhero. It's a... a pleasure." The dog said, dipping her head in respect towards the leader.


    She then got to her paws and shook out her legs. The fem trotted after Superhero as he walked towards the camp. Pastelpaw looked upwards at the mountain where the camp lay, feeling anxious about whether she would be able to get up there or not. You're fine, She told herself.
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    info — updated 06/20