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A brown tabby tom cat with pale green eyes and a tall, lanky build.
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FEARLESS | BOLD | EMOTIONAL | COMPETITIVE | DETERMINED
VOLATILE | SHORT TEMPERED | IMPATIENT | NAIVE
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➤ Wide-Eyed Idealist - Danger vastly misjudges the amount of good really in this world, almost the point of naiviety. He believes good can be sought from anything and wants to work to fix whatever problems arise. This may be a product of being sheltered as a kid and then moving to the peaceful, non-confrontational Knights of Eden when he grew up.

➤ Incorruptible Pure Pureness - He is very good at not succumbing to temptation and is not one to easily lose his moral compass. He is very much an idealist at heart and adheres very religiously to his beliefs and morality.

➤ Jerk with a Heart of Gold - He has a short temper and is quick to tell someone off when he disagrees with them, but despite that he is a pretty nice dude who's just trying to do right in the world.

➤ The Determinator - When he has his heart set on something, he doesn't give up and he'll do anything he can to achieve the goals he's set for himself--unless of course the violate his moral code (see: "Incorruptible Pure Pureness" trope).

WIP
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PARENTS: NPC x NPC [G1]
SIBLINGS: none

MATE: none
PAST RELATIONSHIPS: none
CHILDREN: none

NOTEABLE RELATIONS: none

IMPORTANT THREADS:

PLAYLIST
[ People Help the People ] by Birdy
[ The District Sleeps Alone Tonight ] by The Postal Service
[ Sleeping In ] by The Postal Service

NOTES
* he has a Boston accent. See the accent notes thread for examples.

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★★★ Danger's life so far did not live up to his name.

He was still young, sure, but he was already disinterested with what life had offered him. Living life as loner with his rather large family was fine and dandy, but he craved more. He wanted to see the world for himself and expeirence new things. So the restless feline bid his family goodbye and set off in search of a new life.

He came across the Knights of Eden on the third day of his travels and decided that it would be an okay place to stay for a while. He'd never lived in a formal clan before, though considering the size of his family, it probably wasn't much different than what he'd been used to.

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★★★ Danger looked up sharply at the voice but relaxed immediately as at the sight of the seemingly-friendly feline. "Oh! Hey, uh, my name's Danger and I guess I'm...here to join." he replied hesitantly. "You'll have to excuse me, I've never done anything like this before." he added with a nervous chuckle.
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★★★ Danger grinned at the other three as they approached. "Thanks! I appreciate it." he replied, nodding his head. Well, everyone he met so far seemed friendly and that was a good sign. He was fairly certain that he would enjoy it here and if all went well, make his home here permanently.
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★★★ Being new to this all, Danger was naturally a little in awe of the whole ordeal. So they all had horses here? And they rode them around? It was certainly a more convenient form of transportation than walking, but he wasn't sure how he felt about riding on top of another animal. He decided to hang back and watch the others before he made his decision.
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★★★ A race? That sounded like just the thing to get the competitive tom's blood pumping. He approached Tatara with a sly grin. "I'm down for a race." he replied. With that, he started stretching out his leg muscles as he waited for more competitors to arrive. This should be good.
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★★★ Danger rather liked the scent of smoke and it was such a scent that brought the newer member forward curiously. "Looks like a bonfire." he said, answering Clockkit's question as he approached the scene. The marshmallow's caught his attention and his eyes lit up as he was reminded of his own sweettooth. "Sweet, I don't think I've ever had these before!"

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★★★ Danger followed Clockkit's example, skewering a marshmallow and holding it over the flames to roast. Once it turned a lovely golden brown, he pulled it back and blew on it before taking a huge bite out of the side. It was a lot more gooey than he had expected and he only succeeded in getting pieces stuck all over the fur on his face. "Ugh, these are...gross."

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★★★ Danger had been hunting nearby, reflecting on his time in the Knights of Eden so far. Everything was good here as far as he could tell. He was certainly enjoying being around others other than his immediate family. He loved them and all, but they could be...overbearing at times. That and he was the second youngest which meant he'd gotten pushed around by a lot. Y'know, older sibling stuff.

His ears perked as he heard the voice and he brought himself out of the hunting crouch he had been lowering himself in. The sudden movement caused the mouse he had been tracking to scurry away, but he disregarded it. There would be more to catch later.

Danger pinpointed the source of the voice over by the border and he approached serval with a friendly smile. "Hey! How can I help you?" he asked. The cloak she was wearing hid her wounds, but he could still smell the fresh tang of blood and his smile faltered for a split second, mildly concerned.

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★★★ Participating!
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★★★ Danger violently rubbed at the marshmallow stuck to his face, frowning at the substance's stubbornness. "I...don't know what s'mores are but if they have anything to do with marshmallows, count me out." the tabby snorted, flinging some marshmallow bits off of his paw. Oh well, he still had the fire and that was nice. He turned to see Atomickit crouching a little ways away, looking at the fire distrustfully. "Hey, you can come closer if you want. It won't hurt you unless you get too close." he called out to the kit.

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★★★ "Nah, the odds of that happening are...probably slim." Danger replied. "But I guess it's a valid concern so. Suit yourself." he turned and pawed open the bag of marshmallows before glancing back over at Atomickit. "You at least want a marshmallow?" Maybe he could handle them more gracefully that Danger had.
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★★★ Danger nodded. "Yeah, I'm sure you're welcome to stay with us for as long as you need to." he said. At least that's what he assumed. He was new himself but Noir had given the okay it seemed and she was a juror.

He had so many questions though and as much as he tried to hold his tongue, he couldn't help himself. "You're safe here, but who's trying to come after you?" he asked.
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★★★ Danger rolled a couple towards him. "Neither had I until just a few minutes ago. They're a little tricky so be carefully unless you want them to end up stuck to your face." he added with a grin.

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★★★ Danger blinked in surprise. He was still new to clan life and hadn't heard of The Exile until now, but they sounded like a rotten bunch and his felt his blood boil at the thought of a clan like that even existing. He didn't blame her or her friend for wanting to escape that and he was glad that they had made it out. "Sounds rough, I'm sorry." he murmured sympathetically. "But they can't get you here, you're safe now. Maybe you should head back to camp with us, get your wounds checked out?"
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★★★ This was the second time Danger had heard someone mention The Exiles. They seemed to be bad news and if they were the ones to have done this, then his thoughts on them would be cemented. He gave a little hiss as Para lapped at some of the blood. "That's disgusting." he muttered.

He glanced over at Miasma as she suggested a burial. "There isn't much to bury, this guy's been totally obliterated." he pointed out grimly. "Fuck, I wish we could figure out who did this...they can't be allowed to get away with something this fucked up." They'd literally exploded someone and left them in puddles all over the territory. Gross.

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★★★ Danger gave a slow nod, trying not to let the scene affect him too much. "Right, cremation would work." he replied. It was quick and got rid of everything, from the scent to the mess.

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★★★ Danny didn't drink and he really didn't know why he was here. He had ordered a glass of straight whiskey but just let it sit there, stirring it halfheartedly with a finger. He thought the bar would be a nice change of pace, but he ended up just feeling like he didn't belong here. Which, considering he wasn't a drinker, he didn't.

Blowing out a sigh and trying not to pout, the sharply dressed young man swiveled around in his chair and examined the occupants of the bar silently.

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★★★ Danger wasn't very familiar with her or her circumstances for leaving, but he nodded anyways. Whatever it was, it must have been important. "Good luck and stay safe out there." the brown tabby tom replied as he came to stand besides Billy.

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