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    "Do you think that's the best thing to do? Allow a loner in our camp when she could very well be leading an attack? Watch us for a few moons, learn all our weakness' and then.. Boom- poof, we are done. Then again, could be trust issues." The old Tom grinned.


    Shatteredpaw flicked his tail, now use to this kind of questioning, "Could we teain with Whisperleap and her apprentice tosay? That way we can work on a bit o both!" He meowed, nodding and smiling, "Besides I already promised her!" He grinned, before turning with a high tail, back to whisperstep.

    "True." He shrugged, his shoulders seeming to slump lighyly when he realized that there would be no fight. "What are we going to do with them then?"


    Shatteredpaw tilted his head, "What's wrong with Whisperstep?" He stomped his paw
    Onto the floor, glaring down his mentor; he looked cute, or would to skmpeople. With his whiskers twitching as he spoke, and his fur obviously ruffled from how the Tom seemed to talk.

    "Don't be mean to Lionleap, Oakbranch!" He huffed, glaring back at the Tom for his mentor. With his glare gone within seconds, he whipped around to Lionleap, "So? It's easy. Just walk up aaaand..!" He turned back around, walking to whisperstep and lightly leaning against her softly a smiling, "Hi, Whisperstep. Do you have any ideas of what we should do this session?"

    Shatteredpaws tail flicked. What was that? He paused. Was it something? He didn't know - didn't want to know. But he was curious.. He decided- and bolted from camp, pushing a bit off of Whisperstep. He didnt know if anyone else heard, but he was going out there. And that's when he saw it! His first badger. With badgers, he couldn't remember anything. It was all over Sandstorm, it looked like hen as going to kill her- he cringed and backed away - and Goldefall was beating It up! His pelt grew hot, whether it was from her being heroic, or from being scared. He could help! He ran at the creature full spring, trying to tackle against the beast.


    Crackedfang raised an eyebrow towards Goldenfall. Where was she going? He heard it too.. Maybe he should g- no, he'd be more useful here.. Right? Hell he didn't know. "Jaystar, I'm going to check it
    Out. Do you have it handled?"



    Ood: I hope you don't mind Shattered going in.. >\>""

    "Loner, cmon." Crookedfang grumbled lightky. Stepping forward, he leaned his hea down, his eyes gleaming with curiosity. "Crookedfang is the name." glancing back, his fur began to prickle, "Mother of a snake! What happened?"


    Shatteredpaw wasn't hurt. Hell! He barely even touched the badger; his heart was racing. "W-wait!" Shatteredpaw mewled, almost like a kit. Quickly following, he walked just beside Goldenfall. He gently laid himself against her, hoping she would understand his fright. Reluctantly, however, he pulled away in favor of Sandstorm. She looked bloody and beaten. He gave her pelt a small lick. "Everything okay?"

    Crackedfang nodded sloky and purred, "I'm staying out here for a bit. I'll be back later, don't wrry."


    Shatteredpaw blinked and slowly followed the group. He adverted his eyes from the loner, and leaded towards Sandstorm. He dknt talk, since he felt she looked.. Deep in tbought. He gave her a few more licks before rounding back to Goldendall. "Goldenfall? You're alright too, right?"

    "Are you sure?" He meowed lightly, his pelt puffed from the fright. It was slowy going down, however, bringing him back to normal size. "Sandstorm is going to be alright, right?" Gently lickibg her ear, not really knowing if he was trying to comfort himself or Goldenfall. Giving one more lick do good luck, he padded aroun the small group to Sandstorm. Flicking his ears, he leaned forward, flicking his tail against her rear to get her attention, "Do you need any support? You look a little.. Bloody."

    "You don't lol very strong." He admitted. Lashing his tail playfully against hers, he shook hos head, "If you're sure.. Heh, well if you feel like you're about to fall, just tell me." He nodded before walking back to Goldenfall. He smiled up at the Hunter, his pet over flowing with heat. He hated this sensation, but liked it. He felt happy - especially since everyone was.. Well, at least alive."



    Ooc: we could make
    It very drama-e. owo

    "Something." Shatteredpaw muttered under his breath, a little mad that his mentor hadn't come after him. Walking a little faster, he puffed out his chest, and walked forward a bit. "You coward! Why didn't you come with me?" He half-hissed, his blue eyes locked onto the larger warrior, his claws digging into the dirt. Would he have been of help? Probably not, since it was only a quick second or two, but.. Still! His apprentice ran off!

    Names: Stormbringer | Alexander D. Vunel


    Powers: Lightning/electricity manipulation | Enhanced Conditioning | Enhanced Combat


    Back Story: Alexander had always been a very soft-spoken kid, though with a light heart. He seemed always bored, never really being able to hold onto a hobby until his uncle started coming around. With his uncle being a martial artist, he began teaching his nephew. So, fast forward a few years later, Alexander has learned a good number of martial arts - Karate, Judo, Boxing, Kick-Boxing, Command SAMBO, the whole nine yards. Well, he gets bored again. What better way to clear boredom than to commit crime? Or help prevent it.


    Tragic Flaw/Weaknesses: Without glasses or contacts, he has horrible vision. Because of his teachings, fighting him would probably be.. Obvious.


    Physical Apprentice(include clothing for super): Normal| Simple jeans, tucked in white shirt with a dark red overshirt, and black and white pairs of shoes. Super| He is usually seen wearing tucked in black military, water proof, boots, along with deep gray cargo pants. Wearing a black, tucked in, sleeveless T-shirt, and a jacket with nice little storm clouds all around it. Also will sometimes wear a black fedora.


    Super WhateverHeIs Personality: Stormbringer is sarcastic, cocky, and some would say arrogant. He's very careless. He always feel like he can beat someone in a fight, even without barely trying. Because of this, he can become a bit surprised easily when hit. However, when he feels someone is an actual fight, he gets serious. Stormbringer becomes a bit insulting to ignite their fuse faster, or more, but he also starts being a bit more calculating.


    Alter Ego Personality: Alex is prideful of his abilities to keep his identity a secret. However, he enjoys reading, and peace/quiet. Not much else to say beside he likes to practice martial arts (though when in this ego, he goes slower, more beginner-like.)

    "I was right beside Whisperstep." He insisted, shaking his head and huffing, Glancing to Sandstorm. Blinking, he began trotting after the medicine cat. Putting a paw on her side, he purred, "Lay down. You're bloodied and bruised. Why not take me on as a demo-apprentice?" He joked, turning around and lightly scratching the dirt, "You don't look too good.. I mean, you can do everything, but.. Why not have help?"

    "But it'd be cool to learn stuff! Besides, you're not going to be able to get your body when you're trying to heal." He pointed out, a small cheshire grin crossing his black and white furred face. Prancing out, he snatched up a rather large mouse from the fresh kill pile before beginning back. Slowly dropping the prey next to the loner, he sat beside Goldenfall and purred.

    Shatteredpaw flicked his tail, playfully, against Goldenfall's pelt as she sat back down. "No! I'm getting up earlier than he is!" He half-joked, glancing back and purred, "Well, might as well get some training in.." Slowly walking out of the den, he pranced over to Lionleap. "Lionleap! Lionleap!" He smiled, stopping in front of the tom with a big ol' smile. "Lionleap!" He meowed, before tilting his head, "Lionleap, can we go train now?" He questioned. "Maybe teach me something I'll always use? Oh! Can we bring Goldenfall?"

    "Nu- well.. I guess that's true.." He sighed and nodded, his body feeling a bit warmer, "But nevertheless! She can still come and watch, right? I mean, she obviously needs all the fighting help she can get!" He joked, making his voice a bit louder so she could hear, flashing a quick smile her way before tilting his head, "So, what're we learning today?"

    Nodding slowly, he purred, "What about counter-attacks, too?" he questioned, waddling - trying to look awkward - towards Whisperstep. Playfully bumping into her, he sunk low to the ground, his tail held high. Jumping around the warrior, he gave a playful hiss, and pawed at her tail, "Hey! Hey! What'cha gonna do? I bumped into you! You should come train with us, I'm sure you'll like it! Plus, more experience means better training so..!" He grinned, pouncing on her tail before bouncing over to Goldenfall, "Ooh, Goldenfall! You could show Lionleap how to.. Leap." He cracked, rolling onto his side and laughing a bit at his own pun for no apparent reason but to try to make the other three grin.

    OOC: c: Thank you!




    Stormbringer purred with delight; he wore his normal "Super" clothing that he normally always did. Dark grey cargo pants, tucked into military boots; a black sleeveless shirt tucked into the pants, and a jacket with multiple clouds on it. Lastly was the half mask (that covered up to his nose,) sunglasses, and the hat.


    Well, d*mn, this was becoming a fun day so far! He had simply strolled on into the bank. Sure, people gave him some weird looks, but hey! They couldn't do anything but gawk. Well, maybe until he knocked one of the police out.


    And then the other three.


    Sighing gently, he slowly raised his hands to create a small, quick, sloppy current of lightning surround the door. The lightning was quick, but there was only luck that it would hit anyone - no civilians he saw would try to escape.


    And then the alarm sounded.


    "You son of a! No- no, Stormy, stay calm, stay calm. Heh, let's go!" Within only a few minutes, all the civilians had been rounded up (due to creating a non-lethal force lightning whip he could tie around the lot. He brought them behind the desk, and readied himself for the fight. Snapping his fingers, the lightning raced back to him.