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    >Awesome, thanks. And anyone willing to take a new apprentice?


    Name: Duskpaw
    Age: Six moons
    Gender: Tomcat
    Fur color/Description: [img width=510 height=382]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/prof…1388186883.jpg?1388197157[/img]
    Markings: Tabby
    Eye Color: Amber
    Size: Adverage/tall
    Theme Song: One Republic- Counting Stars
    "I feel something so wrong, doing the right thing"

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    Physical Conditions: Slim and agile, a well-built hunter
    Mental State: Curious and independent. Somewhat defiant
    Emotional State: Ready to take on the world
    Breed: Some sort of cat
    Mate: N/a
    Mother: Unknown
    Father: Unknown
    Siblings: None
    Kits: N/a
    Other Family: Unknown/open
    Clan: RiverClan
    Rank: Apprentice
    Personality: Very charismatic and social
    History: Not knowing who his parents were, and never having anyone to call family, he has grown self-reliant and independent. But this doesn't make him a loner or shy, it has made him defiant and, to him, strong-minded. Duskpaw wishes not to be bound by the rules of an apprentice. He doesn't try to be disobedient, he's just a bit difficult.
    OPTIONAL: Mentor: Moonstorm
    You and your (future) mate's theme song: Collin McLoughlin- Surrender
    "Lonley heart, I see your pretty face. And it hits me like a lightning bolt of love"
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    >That would be great, thanks!


    Duskpaw gave off that charming smile of his as he pads out of the Apprentices' den. He had just lined his new nest with the finest feathers he scavenged from the fresh-kill pile. Duskpaw now peers around the tree tops and, a safe distance away, finds one of those huge birds soaring freely across the sky; a hawk, he recalls. He vows he will take one down sometime in the near future. Even experienced warriors can rarely catch these admirable birds, but Duskpaw can already see himself dragging the beast through the camp entrance and hear the gasps of awe from his clanmates. And maybe he can snatch a talon as a trophy.
    But he's getting ahead of himself. Duskpaw hasn't even caught a mouse yet. He sighs on the inside but quickly recovers his smile and continues towards his mentor. "Hey Moonstorm!" he cheers.

    An eerie, distant scream made Duskpaw stiffen. He listened again, closely. Nothing. Was he just hearing things? No.. It had to be real. He dashed away, leaving his patrol behind. He knew he was breaking rules but.. Someone was hurt. What was he going to do anyways? He was still a new apprentice and in basic training. But Duskpaw already revealed the scene: The crazy black cat.. attacking Bluestar. He froze.

    Duskpaw stood jaw-dropped for a couple more seconds. He finally came to his senses and sprinted back to the hunting patrol. "Moonstorm! Blossomfall! Someone, help Bluestar! She's dying!" he panted, then stumbled and lay down, breathing heavily.

    Duskpaw had recovered and dashed after where the patrol disappeared. He burst through the trees, adrenaline pumping through his blood. The scene he revealed almost put his young mind into shock. He saw his clanmates, the crazy cat, and a new one. But Bluestar was gone. That was when he spotted it.. A mighty beast with huge wings and eyes like blue crystals. What the hell is that?!

    Duskpaw should be scared, but he's not. Something in Bluestar's voice relaxed him. He trusted she wouldn't hurt him. He nodded and turned to the fighting cats. "What should I do?" he murmured with a side glance at the ThunderClan leader. Duskpaw was inexperienced in fighting.

    He ignored Flowerpaw. His calm voice went hard and he put his face an whisker away from Unknown. "You are a follower. A lowlife. A murderer. A heart-breaker. That is what you have put on your name, Darkpaw." His eyes blazed with anger he knew wasn't his. His voice spoke words he normally wouldn't dare say to a cat twice his size. It was something inside him that needed to find the real cat behind all of this mess. His voice suddenly calmed again. "This is what you want, I know." He backed off and flicked his tail for Blossomfall and Flowerpaw to finish what they started.

    "Wait!" he yelled suddenly. But his voice was that of a female. He was no longer Duskpaw. His form changed. The new cat took over, a beautiful starclan she-cat. "Wait..." she says, "Do not kill my son." (Okay if I play as the mother? ^-^)