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" Im not familiar with you, but I am Shotgunpaw. " Came the soft voice of the blind apprentice, padding over silently with her wings tucked to her sides. She was extremely new to WindClan, so honestly she didn't have a clue who anyone around her was, but a kind smile remained plastered to the females face as she sat.

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With the powerful scent of blood drawing her over, Shotgunpaw listened to the voices of her clanmates and sighed. " Maybe it was a possession? Or a spirit slip? " the winged female inquired, flicking her tail and sitting down. Honestly? Death was natural and peaceful, a lovely reason to be taken from this hell of a world. Blinking her sightless eyes, Shot gave a small sigh.

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The ivory apprentice made her way over at the sound of voices conversing, though when she reached the group she kept quiet. Shotgunpaw shuffled the ivory wings at her sides, feeling rather awkward around these folks. None of them smelt familiar, and her blindness made the face of remembering faces impossible. Waving her tail in greeting, she sat with a small smile on her maw.

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She'd simply been out for a walk as well but she had stopped to stretch out her large, ivory feathered wings that were simply useless. Hearing the voice of a kitten and the vaguely familiar scent of Stagpaw reaching her pinkish nose, Shotgunpaw folded the meaningless appendages and trotted over to the two. " Hello. " Her soft voice mused, blinking behind her grey blindfold.

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Shotgunpaw joined the group, her ears catching the question of the matter. What was wrong with this Spock? She wondered solemnly, taking a seat next to Ferdnando with her wings folded carefully at her sides.

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Shotstag

Wut. O.o

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Shotgunpaw held a rock carefully between her paws, rasping away at the curious form with her tongue. She was lost in her thoughts and fantices as she "worked". This was something that and old friend had shown her, but the female couldn't ever remember actually meeting him anywhere. She just knew his name, Paragonpaw. Dismissing the thought of the long since lost apprentice, Shotgunpaw drew back and brushed her whiskers across the now finished stone. After an hours work, she'd managed to transform the simple piece of earth into the rugged shape of an deer. The apprentice placed it next to her other finished stones, shaped as owls and cats, dogs and rabbits alike.

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Shotgunpaw wondered over at the sounds of multiple voices, her ivory ears swiveling around curiously as she recognized a few scents but others where new. Hearing that someone just joined, Shotgun dipped her head. " Greetings. "

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Shotgunpaw moved over to stand next to Stagpaw, the only one around that she knew. Sadly, the apprentice didn't get to gaze apon the claws that licked at the nightsky, instead she smiled as its warmth itched through her alabaster fur, shuttering slightly.

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Her ears perked as the vaguely familiar voice of Paris reached her, and she flicked her tail in greeting. " Hello. I do believe I am, thank you. " Shotgunpaw said softly, not shifting her position in the slightest.

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" Yes. " Replied the blind female, shuffling her wings that rested at her sides in a museless post. Shotgunpaw focused on the kitten now, offering him a kind smile. " When you lick them, you wear the stone out and you can carve it into shapes. "

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" You guys all could take one if you want. " Stated the apprentice, smiling and pushing herself up into a sitting position. Shotgunpaw outstretched one of her alabaster wings and pushed forward her little rock army, only holding on to the dull grey stone shaped like a standing bear, that one was for someone special.

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" You could have a pageant and invite all the females of your allies? So they could "test out" the feel of DarkClan? " Suggested the small apprentice as she moved forward slowly, her wings tucked at her sides as she breathed in the strange scent of Lancelot.

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" Greetings Caroline. " Murmmured the apprentice as she came to sit next to the fellow female, offering a smile in her direction.

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She recognized that sweet scent easily, remembering when they had their own twinkie party back in ArcadianClan. " Their twinkles. A type of sweet. " Shotgunpaw murmmured, carefully opening her own pastry and taking a cautious bite.

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" I am not quite sure miss, Benedict is missing and Lask has stepped up as leader, but I believe you already know these things. " Stated the blind apprentice as she moved over softly, shooting a smile in the strangers general direction.

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Grimmartclan ftw.

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" I'll go. " Came the wary voice of Shotgunpaw, she moved over to stand next to Angryangel, offering them all a gentle smile.

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*heavy breathing*

Shotgunpaw is a short haired white apprentice with ginger paws and large white wings. She also has a grey blindfold on. :3

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Stag and Shotgun thread?

Their names are like mortal enemies Wut o.o