IT AIN'T ME — GERMANICUS

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  • [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]The BlizzardClan leader was waiting near the area where all of the semi high positions and high positions tended to gather for their private meetings. She had been following Germanicus's progress for a while now, and once the young Combatant had turned six months old exactly, she had sent a messenger to retrieve him. She certainly hadn't forgotten her earlier promise to the young canine - made several months ago.
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  • [center][fancypost= borderwidth=0;width:550px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt;line-height:120%]He really did not want to be late his first day. This would be the first time he'd learn something from a mentor, instead of relying on his own intellect and instincts to guide him. He understood the importance of community, and mentor-apprentice relationships were an important part of that community. Germanicus arrived hastily, his fur ruffled along his shoulders and chest -- signs that he had rushed as soon as the messenger had arrived. He was still a dog, but a rather young one at that, and had not fully grown into his body. He could perhaps, if he concentrated enough, shift back into a cat, that would be better. "I am here!" Germanicus huffed with as much seriousness as he could possibly muster.


    [center][spoiler=tags — updated 18 february][align=justify][size=8]★ I THINK THAT CHEST MIGHT BE HEAVY FROM THAT CROSS ON YOUR NECK
    germanicus “german” | combatant (HP) of blizzardclan | ambassador to riverclan
    male | bisexual biromantic | monogamous | single
    six months old (spiritually 4 years | double-aged | mortal
    prussian lystander x adelaide | generation 4

    ★ 'CAUSE YOU'RE A GHOST AT MOST, A SET OF EMPTY BONES
    BIRTH DOMESTIC FELINE | turkish angora | injuries: n/a
    a black smoke with a visible mackerel tabby pattern, semi-long fur, and pale blue eyes. front paws are white up to the end of toes, hind paws are white all the way up to ankles, and has a large white marking on chest and throat area. masculine and sturdy build. thick fur gives him a sort of scruffy appearance.
    CURRENT DOMESTIC CANINE | german shepherd | injuries: n/a
    a black and tan/red rich bicolor with sleek fur and pale blue eyes. masculine and sturdy build. this form can only be shifted into when wearing his iron cross. he typically has no control over when he shifts in and out of this form, though he is much more susceptible to have visions of his past life when triggered in this form.
    - carries around a recovered world war i german iron cross on a chain around his neck

    SEARCHING FOR ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING TO MAKE YOU FEEL WHOLE
    non-violent actions can be powerplayed on him | attack with '@'
    aggressive | usually avoids starting fights, will finish them or retaliate
    physically inexperienced | mentally moderate
    shapeshifting ability: discovered, not mastered
    no current weapons
    always open for most plots

    ★ YOU CAN'T CONTROL WHERE YOUR BODY LETS YOU GO

    reincarnation of former thunderclan leader deutschland schmidt
    first language german | second language english | illiterate
    enjoys collecting artifacts | developing craftsman in metal and leather
    socially reserved | studious | polite

  • [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]"Germanicus, did you just wake up?" Sweetophelia remarked with no secret amusement as she looked over at the flustered young canine. It wasn't exactly dawn, but admittedly she had called for him at the time that most BlizzardClanners were just beginning to rise from their slumbers. "Did you at least eat first?" She certainly didn't want her new apprentice to start their first day of training together on an empty stomach.
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  • [center][fancypost= borderwidth=0;width:550px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt;line-height:120%]"Eh?" Germanicus was startled to hear the amusement in Sweetophelia's voice, taking a few steps backward. "Well, yes, I did." He was typically a light sleeper and woke up when a good amount of the Clan was already up. He made up for it during his afternoon naps. He couldn't go long without sleeping simply because of his young body. Sweet didn't seem angry about it, however. That was good. The canine nodded his head impatiently. "I ate a bird as soon as I woke up." German added. The bird had satisfied him enough for now, he didn't want to delay his training any longer.


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    germanicus | “german” | gehr - mAHn - nee - coos
    combatant (HP) of blizzardclan | riverclan ambassador | titles: adventurer
    male | bisexual biromantic | monogamous
    six months old (spiritually 4 years) | double-aged | mortal
    prussian lystander x adelaide | generation 4 | mentored by sweetophelia
    ★ 'CAUSE YOU'RE A GHOST AT MOST, A SET OF EMPTY BONES
    BIRTH DOMESTIC FELINE | turkish angora | injuries: n/a
    a black smoke with a visible mackerel tabby pattern, semi-long fur, and pale blue eyes. front paws are white up to the end of toes, hind paws are white all the way up to ankles, and has a large white marking on chest and throat area. masculine and sturdy build. thick fur gives him a sort of scruffy appearance.
    CURRENT DOMESTIC CANINE | german shepherd | injuries: n/a
    a black and tan/red rich bicolor with sleek fur and pale blue eyes. masculine and sturdy build. this form can only be shifted into when wearing his iron cross. he typically has no control over when he shifts in and out of this form, though he is much more susceptible to have visions of his past life when triggered in this form.
    - carries around a recovered world war i german iron cross on a chain around his neck
    - speaks with a light german accent; occasionally sounds like he has an italian accent

    SEARCHING FOR ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING TO MAKE YOU FEEL WHOLE
    non-violent actions can be powerplayed on him | attack with '@'
    aggressive | usually avoids starting fights, will finish them or retaliate
    physically inexperienced | mentally moderate
    shapeshifting ability: discovered, not mastered
    no current weapons
    always open for most plots

    ★ YOU CAN'T CONTROL WHERE YOUR BODY LETS YOU GO

    reincarnation of former thunderclan leader deutschland schmidt
    first language german | second language english | illiterate
    enjoys collecting artifacts | developing craftsman in metal and leather
    socially reserved | studious | polite

  • [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]"Good, then we should get started, shouldn't we?" she spoke up, rising to her dark paws. "You're a combatant so I imagine that you're most interested in combat training. I was the same way too, but admittedly I'm still a little weaker on the subjects I didn't hit so hard with Feliks and Melantha." Hunting, namely. It was a hassle in her opinion, but even she had to concede that it was necessary for the animals who couldn't or didn't like to consume vegetation or human foodstuffs. "If you're interested in politics, that's something we can cover too, although I usually prefer hands-on in-the-moment lessons, rather than going over theory or such." She believed that an animal learned best through personal experience. "Is there anything else you wanted to cover that I missed?" Pausing, the BlizzardClan leader remembered to add aloud, "We'll touch on hunting too, don't worry."
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  • [center][fancypost= borderwidth=0;width:550px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt;line-height:120%]Hunting typically was natural for him, his mother had taught him a few basics when he was three months old. He wouldn't have minded if Sweetophelia didn't go into detail on that subject in particular. She was correct on his prime ambition. He wanted to learn how to fight. He was surprised at the possibility of politics ... he wasn't so interested in diplomacy as combat -- hence his previous statements about his lack of ambition to become a leader, but he decided that, in the end, he wouldn't mind if she taught him. Anything Sweetophelia said would be taken to heart.


    Now being given the opportunity to speak, he almost shook his head to say no, there wasn't anything else he'd want to learn. Sweet had basically covered it all. Though, there was one thing he was curious about. "S-Strat-Strategy ... as in battle-planning." He suggested mildly, head tipping slightly to the side. "Also ... if you know anything about making things out of leather or metal. I would like to learn that too."

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    germanicus | “german” | gehr - mAHn - nee - coos
    combatant (HP) of blizzardclan | riverclan ambassador | titles: adventurer
    male | bisexual biromantic | monogamous
    six months old (spiritually 4 years) | double-aged | mortal
    prussian lystander x adelaide | generation 4 | mentored by sweetophelia

    ★ 'CAUSE YOU'RE A GHOST AT MOST, A SET OF EMPTY BONES
    BIRTH DOMESTIC FELINE | turkish angora | injuries: n/a
    a black smoke with a visible mackerel tabby pattern, semi-long fur, and pale blue eyes. front paws are white up to the end of toes, hind paws are white all the way up to ankles, and has a large white marking on chest and throat area. masculine and sturdy build. thick fur gives him a sort of scruffy appearance.
    CURRENT DOMESTIC CANINE | german shepherd | injuries: n/a
    a black and tan/red rich bicolor with sleek fur and pale blue eyes. masculine and sturdy build. this form can only be shifted into when wearing his iron cross. he typically has no control over when he shifts in and out of this form, though he is much more susceptible to have visions of his past life when triggered in this form.
    - carries around a recovered world war i german iron cross on a chain around his neck
    - speaks with a light german accent; occasionally sounds like he has an italian accent

    SEARCHING FOR ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING TO MAKE YOU FEEL WHOLE
    non-violent actions can be powerplayed on him | attack with '@'
    aggressive | usually avoids starting fights, will finish them or retaliate
    physically inexperienced | mentally moderate
    shapeshifting ability: discovered, not mastered
    no current weapons
    always open for most plots

    ★ YOU CAN'T CONTROL WHERE YOUR BODY LETS YOU GO

    reincarnation of former thunderclan leader deutschland schmidt
    first language german | second language english | illiterate
    enjoys collecting artifacts | developing craftsman in metal and leather
    socially reserved | studious | polite

  • [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]"Tactical warfare," the Targaryen echoed. Obviously it was a subject that Sweetophelia had had to cover in the past, seeing as she had played other leadership roles before ascending to the actual position of leader in BlizzardClan. Every leader should know how to lead their clan into battle. One could not expect their clanmates to run into battle, ready to spill blood or lose their own life, if one was not willing to risk the same.


    "I know quite a few things about that," she nodded thoughtfully. "Unfortunately I myself know nothing about crafting leather nor metallurgy." But she wasn't surprised that he had asked. The young German Shepherd had already expressed an interest in craftsmanship. "I'm not sure if anyone else in BlizzardClan has any experience with the field either, but I can ask Jaehaerys the next time I see him if he knows of anyone in Westeros with such skills." Westeros was a more traditional kingdom, and although Opulence Targaryen (the one who had crafted Sweetophelia's personal dagger) was no longer living in their ranks, she knew that he likely was not the sole artisan to be found in Westeros. "Riddlersgame also has an extensive library - if you asked, I'm sure that he would be more than happy to lend you any relevant books should he possess any in his personal collection."
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  • [center][fancypost= borderwidth=0;width:550px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt;line-height:120%]Germanicus nodded slowly, pleased to hear Sweetophelia knew a few things about the first subject. On his other hobbies, he did feel some disappointment on not getting that knowledge from his mentor, but he quickly decided that it would be quite the adventure and interesting if he were to learn those things from one of another Clan. He had heard much about the Westeros, they seemed like a key ally Clan to BlizzardClan, and he was aware that Sweetophelia had special relations to the Westeros high positions. He wouldn't mind asking Riddlersgames for access to his library -- Riddersgames was less frightening than Alastor. He stiffened slightly when he remembered that he could not read. At first, he thought it would be best to keep his illiteracy concealed, but he eventually thought that, since Sweetophelia was his mentor, he should tell her everything he wanted to know. "I ... I cannot read. I can only write the English alphabet." He had learned that from a BlizzardClan fox back when he was four months old, he couldn't remember her name.


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    [spoiler=tags — updated 22 february][align=justify][size=8]★ I THINK THAT CHEST MIGHT BE HEAVY FROM THAT CROSS ON YOUR NECK
    germanicus | “german” | gehr - mAHn - nee - coos
    combatant (HP) of blizzardclan | riverclan ambassador | titles: adventurer
    male | bisexual biromantic | monogamous
    six months old (spiritually 4 years) | double-aged | mortal
    prussian lystander x adelaide | generation 4 | mentored by sweetophelia

    ★ 'CAUSE YOU'RE A GHOST AT MOST, A SET OF EMPTY BONES
    BIRTH DOMESTIC FELINE | turkish angora | injuries: n/a
    a black smoke with a visible mackerel tabby pattern, semi-long fur, and pale blue eyes. front paws are white up to the end of toes, hind paws are white all the way up to ankles, and has a large white marking on chest and throat area. masculine and sturdy build. thick fur gives him a sort of scruffy appearance.
    CURRENT DOMESTIC CANINE | german shepherd | injuries: n/a
    a black and tan/red rich bicolor with sleek fur and pale blue eyes. masculine and sturdy build. this form can only be shifted into when wearing his iron cross. he typically has no control over when he shifts in and out of this form, though he is much more susceptible to have visions of his past life when triggered in this form.
    - carries around a recovered world war i german iron cross on a chain around his neck
    - speaks with a light german accent; occasionally sounds like he has an italian accent

    SEARCHING FOR ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING TO MAKE YOU FEEL WHOLE
    non-violent actions can be powerplayed on him | attack with '@'
    aggressive | usually avoids starting fights, will finish them or retaliate
    physically inexperienced | mentally moderate
    shapeshifting ability: discovered, not mastered
    no current weapons
    always open for most plots

    ★ YOU CAN'T CONTROL WHERE YOUR BODY LETS YOU GO

    reincarnation of former thunderclan leader deutschland schmidt
    first language german | second language english | illiterate
    enjoys collecting artifacts | developing craftsman in metal and leather
    socially reserved | studious | polite

  • [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]"Reading's not difficult," she promised, her dark tail swaying softly. "I'm actually a bit self-taught, although I did get some help from my friends." Riddlersgame had adored reading even as a child, and Matty had always been willing to help her when she had asked for it. "It's not that difficult once you get into the flow of it. In fact you might quite like it." Unfortunately when it came to Sweetophelia herself, she only read when necessary - she was far too busy and invested in her surroundings, the real world, to be easily sucked into the fantasy world of books.


    Life was exciting enough. "You'd need to learn how to write too. Can you hold a pencil very well, Germanicus?" she questioned him, suddenly conjuring a pencil out of thin air and giving it to him. "I still find it difficult to hold a pencil - it's just not very natural for a feline's paws. But I work very carefully at my penmanship to make sure that it's legible. You understand lowercase and uppercase letters, right?"
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