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Apollo, ever the loner, decided to join the world once again. It was his third day back and it was lke no one had noticed he was gone. He was fine with that. Fine fine fine. After all, he didn't want a welcome home party; he hated parties. He hated crowds, more especially. But, most of all, he hated attention.

Of course, he was glad he wouldn't have attention here. With these cats, he could be just another clan cat. He was technically still an apprentice, as he was behind on training, though he was the age and size of a warrior at fourteen months. Sitting in the shade of a tree, he observed the party enjoying things the mare had brought. He knew their names, and he had heard Endlesskits story; word travels in this clan.

"Go home and make friends Apollo," his mother had told him when their journey concluded and she was off to go back and become a loner. "Life is lonely on your own."

So, he returned home and had made no attempt. But he had promised his word, so here he was, trying. The tall and lean tom emerged from the shade and approached the mare, a curious look in his pale blue eyes. He was a bit of an oddball, blind in his left eye and deaf in his right ear, and his tail was only half there thanks to a run in with a badger as a kit. But he was still as charming as he ever was, with his fathers muscular body and black pelt, while he had his mothers cyan blue eyes.

The tom approached the pile of things and stared down at something in particulear. He had no clue what it was, but he had seen humans with them on their fingers, mostly adult humans. A ring, his mother had called it. A small circle with a tiny little gem, a diamond, he identified it. He prodded it and picked it up in his teeth, glancing around before aproaching Palepaw.

"Here you go." He said, setting it in front of her. "I think you put it on your paw. A beautiful fur clip and a beautiful paw ring for a beautiful she cat." He declares, giving her a warm smile. Hopefully, he could make some friends.

//He he, I haven't roleplayed Apollo in months; is it cool if her joins in and tries to be friends with these cats? You guy's seem to be pretty popular in the clan, and I want to get him out there again. Also, may he have a crush on Palepaw?
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//Yayy! The last group of friends he had pretty much bullied him, but he stuck around for his crush. But then she died and he left and I went inactive, he he. But Yayy, friends for Apollo!

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[justify][sup]Apollo approached the small group, not quite looking at anyone but instead watching the little leaf boats float about. They were so beautiful; it brought back so many wonderful memories of traveling with his mother. They had taken boats, real boats, not one's made of leaves, to all sorts of lands. He had such a blast getting to know the feline who left him and his sister as kits, for their own good. She had wanted them to become great warriors, but they had wanted to be with her more. So, eventually, they left to travel with her.

The tom sighed, remembering his sister, who hadn't wanted to go back to Riverclan. She wanted to go to the clan her boyfriend has been in before he died, Shadowclan. He couldn't argue her want to remember her love; he missed Kindledpaw so badly, but she was dead and he had learned to live with it. As his mother said, it's better to love and lose than to have never loved at all.

At the mention of a contest, the black tom emerged from the shade he hadn't purposely tried to hide in and flicked his deaf ear. Three day's back, it was the amount of time he had given himself to try to make friends. The tom put on a friendly smile, dipping his head to Palepaw.

"If I may say so myself, you're absolutely brilliant. I would love to join, if I can?" He asks, meeting her gaze, though his blind eye didn't quite focus on her like his seeing eye did. The thin line through it was proof of the fight that had scared him for life.
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[justify][sup]Apollo glanced at Arthur, his features calm and smooth. So the tom liked her? He couldn't help but remember his romance with Kindledpaw, and how Lionpaw had tried to get her. He could deal with a rival; he had practically been raised by Artemis, so he knew romance. One thing never changed about Apollo: he was stubborn.

But then the third tom arrived and he realized that he had more of a challange then he thought. Apollo pulled a perfect poker face, though he was dying of laughter inside. This would be fun.

"I was a bit too far before to see the demonstration, could you show me again?" He requested, sitting. It was true; he wasn't a fan of losing females or competitions. "I promise I'm a fast learner." He said, while Vanessa had to leave her computer so she could breath because she was laughing so hard.

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[justify][sup]Apollo arrived at the scene and grinned; meet and greet? That was how to make friends. The black tom glanced around, unsure how these things went.

"Apollo Skies. Apprentice until I catch up on training." He declares, glancing around. He spots Endlesskit and pads over to her, sitting beside her; she seemed like a kind...mare-cat. Of course, he couldn't help but glance over at Palepaw.

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[justify][sup]Apollo watched intently, wanting to get it right on his first try. Then, to make sure he had it down, gave it a shot. He picked up a leaf, then glanced around for a flower he deemed worthy. Spotting a rosebush, he walked over, his rather stubby tail high as he picked it, careful of the thorns. Carrying it to the leaf, his set it on the leaf and pushed it into the water, smiling happily.

The tom turned back to his fellow apprentice happily, smiling still. "Truly lovely. We should do something some time, maybe some of you're creative awesomness will rub onto me." He says happily, giving her a friendly but gentle shoulder bump. Apollo knew how to be friendly when he wanted too. He didn't want to come on to her right away; he had to give it time, he didn't want her feeling flustered and suffocated under the pressure some males put on females. That was something heartbreak had taught him.

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[justify][sup]Apollo grinned and turned to Endless, looking her over. "Now, we've got to get you blingged out too. Then Romonapaw- you know what? All the females need to be bedazzled. Let's make you ladies look like we robbed some fairies." He declares, padding to the pile and pawing through, before finding another piece of jewlery; what had his mother called it? A bracelet. He picked it up and walked over to mare, setting it in front of her.

"Another pretty thing for a pretty mare."

//Why is it that all my male characters act like the gay best friend at some point or another? Leave it to Apollo to run around bedazzeling the she-cats....
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[justify][sup]Apollo decided to try again. Glancing around, he spotted a morning glory bush and grinned; that was his mothers name. To honour her, he walked over and plucked off a blue one, his favourite colour. Silly as it was, he liked blue because it was the colour of the sky, and Skies was his last name.

He turned and grabbed another leaf. Placing the flower on it, he cast it out, only for it to sink a few seconds later.

"Oops."

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[justify][sup]Apollo nodded to the tom, able to read between the lines. At the idea of braiding it into her mane, he grinned. "Brilliant. It's positively..." The tom cleared his throat, threw his head back, and, in a sing song voice, shouted, "SHINY!"

Then, an idea came to him. "Flowers too. Let's braid flowers into her mane. Everybody should have flowers."

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[justify][sup]At Palepaws reply, he chuckled. "I hope so; it's a terrible thing, to be forgotten." At her next reply, he grinned. "I love morning glory's, they're my second favourite." Roses were a popular favourite, but he never saw the appeal; they were too popular, too common. No, he liked the different flowers.

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[justify][sup]Apollo glanced at Tempast when he realized Palepaw had caught him and smiled at her. "Pleasure to meet you, m'am. Good lord this is awkward; does anybody have any fun fact's they'd like to share about themselves? Some sort of crappy small talk?" He asks, flicking an ear as he glanced around.[/fancypost]

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[justify][sup][color=#FFFFFF]Apollo sat beside the riverbank, using every ounce of creativity he had to make a flower crown for the female he realized had him whipped. Of all the females in Thunderclan, why her? There was nothing wrong with Palepaw; she was absolutely perfect. But she just make him so nervous; more nervous than Kindledpaw ever had. She was so different, so refreshing; he had no clue how to impress her, and it terrified him. If his father was alive, he would be ashamed.

"Apollo, you're a Skies boy. Ladies come begging to you, not you to them," he would say.

Apollo finally decided it was the best he could manage and set the blue crown down. He didn't know what colour she liked, or what flower, so he hand to wing it and ended up with his favourite; blue forget-me-not's. the crown wasn't half bad, but he bet Pally could have made a better one. Still, the effort had to be worth something.

Apollo wasn't good with crafts, he was good with words. He used to tell his littermates stories at night, tales of brave warrior's and great adventures. That seemed like a lifetime ago though. Now Artemis was with her son in Shadowclan, Ares had apparently run off to Windclan, and Apollo was home, fretting about how he could get Palepaw to like him. Time was a funny thing.

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[justify][sup][color=#FFFFFF]Apollo smiled brightly at her as she arrived, listening to her as she spoke. He couldn't help the surprise that he felt when he realized just how different from Kindledpaw she was; so calm and down to earth, a far contrast from the loud and egotistic Kindledpaw. He liked that about her; she was so mellow and easy to be around.

Picking up the crappy crown, he placed it on her head and smiled. "It's not the greatest, but you mentioned earlier that you liked them, so I tried my best. A crown for my queen." He says, dipping his head to her as if she really was a queen.

Then the raven black tom sat up and smiled. "So tell me, Palepaw, what exactly makes you...Palepaw. Dreams, fears, family, crazy experiences; anything. Honestly, I find it so strange to have a crush on a girl that I know almost nothing about. Not that this is a date or anything - well, unless you want it to be. Oh god, I'm a mess." Apollo says and cringes, though still has a playful smile on his face.[/fancypost]

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[justify][sup][color=#FFFFFF]Apollo, who was still getting used to the timezone the clans were in, had been wandering around Riverclan territory, lost in memories, when he saw Tempest. She looked freaked out, like she was suddenly missing a limb or had just teleported. The tom, curious as ever, began to walk towards her. Hearing Palepaw's question, he was wondering the same thing.

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[justify][sup][color=#FFFFFF]Apollo was, as always, fashionably late to the party. Of course, he arrived in time to hear the suggestion and happily nodded. "Nice scarf, Palepaw. And I'm in!" As always, the tom loved games.
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[justify][sup][color=#FFFFFF]Apollo sighed as he sat down, bored. Then, he got an idea, and smiled. "Anyone wanna play would you rather?" He called out.

It was a basic game; One cat would ask someone if they would rather do _____ or _____. That person would chose, then ask another cat. It was a positively amazing game!

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[justify][sup][color=#FFFFFF]Apollo grined at the she-cat, who he decided was now his friend; he had interacted with her quite a bit recently. "Splendid! Until other people join, we can start. God only knows I lack patience." He says with a laugh. Apollo was feeling awefully friendly today; one might think he was on catnip if he didn't despise the smell.

"Tempest, my friend, would you rather have an itch that you can never scratch for the rest of your life, or feel like you have to use the bathroom for the rest of your life?" He asks, flicking an ear, a grin on his face. How he loves games.
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[justify][sup][color=#FFFFFF]Apollo listened to everything she said, quite interested; she was so fascinating. At her question, he chuckled and gave a small shrug. "I'm a quite uninteresting tom, to be honest.

"Let's see...I was the runt of a litter of four, my mother was from a smaller clan and my father was a loner. I was the last born- well, technically Zuse was, but he was still born. My brother always wanted to become the leader, my sister the deputy, and I was always just happy with being a warrior. I really didn't shoot for the stars much.

"I think I was four moons when we moved to Riverclan, our mother left us, and then I met Kindledpaw. She was such a troublemaker, always doing crazy things. My sister loved her, said she was fun and knew how to live. Eventually, I loved her. Her friends weren't very nice though, they used to pick on me because I was small and half deaf. Well, and half clan. When I was seven moons though, I hit a growth spurt and pretty much towered over everyone else. The other tom's decided that it wasn't fun to mess with me when I could mess with them right back. Lionpaw, the tom who always tried to get Kindledpaw, gave up his fight around then too.

"When I hit eight moons, Kindledpaw informed me that she was prgnant. I was happy, excited, terrified. Then, there was a badger attack. It was only one, but we were young, silly apprentices. It killed her, took my tail, scratched my eye, and took my brothers leg. After that, our mother declared it wasn't safe for us here anymore and she left with Artemis and I, while Ares went to Windclan. We traveled around for a while, but then our mother sent us back here because she said we needed to make friends, to not be alone forever. So Artemis went to Shadowclan with her son, and I came back here. Haven't heard word from Ares, but we...we don't get along too well." Apollo declares with a sigh, shrugging again. "Like I said, I'm not very interesting."

The raven tom then hesitated, glancing at her. "So, you and Arthur...are you guys, like an item?"

//I just summed up the two months of my life I spent on Apollo in one post...now I'm sad...[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; margin-bottom: 5px; letter-spacing: 5px; text-align: center]it's been a long time old friend[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 55px; margin-bottom: 0px; letter-spacing: -3px; text-align: center]APOLLO SKIES[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; margin-bottom: 5px; letter-spacing: 5px; text-align: center]it's awefully pleasant to see you again
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[justify][sup][color=#FFFFFF]Apollo nodded ad the others came, motioning to the empty-ish area around. "Yes, everyone can play. Splendid! I suppose I'll go; I would rather chop off my own arm, if I had to chop an arm off." His gaze raked through the gaze before settling on his friendly rival. "Arthur, would you rather go blind or go deaf?" It was a reasonable question. Going blind would require never seeing the worlds beauty, but going deaf would requite never hearing the worlds...vocal beauty. The raven tom had the best of both curses.

//He he, Homekit's so honest. I think I missed a few tags.[/fancypost]