[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]i am not afraid to walk this world alone[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]| [abbr=blackpaw abraxus-alvarez-vespertilio-baratheon-noble-lightwood-kuchiki • male • twelve months • warrior • windclan • domestic feline (all black tom with short fur, long slender tail and icy cold blue eyes) • pansexual-biromantic • crushless • mateless • single • npcxxnpc • adopted by jaxbreak]hover[/abbr] | [abbr= medium • no powers • character bond with no one • ask for capture • no killing, major injuries and maim • minor injures allowed • mentored by intermission • wears a black leather strap to hold pocketknife • attack in bold lightblue • wears light beige scarf that holds a few kunais and shurikens ]hover[/abbr] |[/fancypost][/fancypost]{ah okie. oh haayy, blackie just turned a warrior today. he could be rhys official mentor now if you like~ also retro to name change}
blackpaw flinched slightly when he heard a reply. more specifically, he flinched because of who said it. words mean nothing, it's who says it brings forth its meaning. wow, that was deep. he wasn't philosophical but he guessed he has it in him at times. huh, interesting. oh well, back to the matter at hand.
blackpaw didn't bother turn to look who said it. he already knew who it was and he didn't know how to react. he remembered back to the kid's breakdown. he could still hear his quiet sobs and his arms draped around his neck. his ears and face burned at the thought and decided to act as if it never happened. he wasn't used to things like that so he automatically just blocks it out. it confuses him beyond explanation and he wants nothing to do with it... he guessed part of him saw how delicate it was and in fear of slipping up really bad, he ignores it to the point where he just doesn't care. though, few come around where he does feel this emotion for but like always, they disappear like ashes tossed into the wind.
the solid black apprentice sighed and closed his eyes. "'Isn't that how life is?', huh?" he echoed thoughtfully. he remained silent for a few moments before meowing quietly. "yeah... i suppose you're right." he agreed, taking a deep breath before exhaling silently. he hasn't fully caught his breath but it's enough for him to stop breathing through his mouth and extend a foreleg to reach his weapon. he placed it back in his scarf and tilted his head back to look at the other male, some ways away from him. his lightly hued optics narrowed as he stared at him. was... was he crying? again? he turned his head back to the sky and huffed. he wasn't sure if he was shedding tears, but if he was, he guessed he couldn't blame him. they both lost everyone they allowed themselves to care about, they've both seen things they wish to but can't forget, heard things, felt things, burdened with responsibility at a young age and he was sure pretty more. rhys was pretty much the only one in the clan he could fully relate to and here he was, on the brink of insanity.
blackpaw clenched his jaws. how are you feeling, rhys? do you need something? you know i'm here for you, right? i don't know what happened for you to turn like this, as i'm sure you probably don't know how i feel as well, but unlike the people in both our lives, i won't leave you. even if i do, it'll be something cool or honorable... maybe both if it's in my favor. he thought with a smirk. death didn't scare him, but he wasn't going to be careless about it. he sighed mentally and without looking back at him, he meowed. [color=white]"so what's up, kid? how are you feeling?" he asked, closing his eyes again.
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