"No... this is the only thing, I think..." Con gasped. He wAr slowly becoming weaker, as of blood loss. He knew he would pass out soon. "Bandages..."
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"Mmmm hmm," Con mumbled. His gaze was becoming a little blurry. "Gonna sleep..." And with that, he passed out.
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Ok, could u make some sort of training thread?
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"Hey, Sharkman... are those yours? They're cute," Con said, walking forward stiffly. Bandages were wrapped around his chest, making it slightly difficult to move.
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"Right here!" Con called, scooting forward. His green eyes danced mischievously, and his brown tail flicked as he said, "I prefer to go by Con, though."
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Thread with Con, maybe future dating?
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CHARACTER NAME: Connorpaw
DO THEY HAVE THE ABILITY TO FLY?: Yes, but still figuring out how to use the wings.
CURRENT RANK: apprentice
WOULD THEY BE A FULL MEMBER OR STILL TRAINING?: in training -
Con yawned as his emerald eyes flew open. He'd been having a nightmare, that Adam, with his dagger, had been repeatedly stabbing the apprentice in the shoulders.
The apprentice stood and stretched, as much as he could with his punctured ribs. He began to wash, and turned to lap at his shoulders. There was something there- brown, white, and feathery. "Ooh," Con said excitedly, flapping his new wings happily. "These'll help me get around much faster!" he meowed proudly. -
"Ooh, me!" Con called, wings beating as he flapped over. He absolutely loved truth or dare, and hadn't played it in a while.
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The feline nodded. "Yeah, is there anything in particular we should work on? I know the basics, but maybe we could work on speed? I'm not very fast," Con said, looking out at the empty streets. That would be a good place to practice.
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Con was dozing in a patch of sunlight, the late rays of sun dappling his brown pelt. His bicolored wings stirred from time to time. The apprentice had been missing sleep lately, as the bandages wrapped around half his body were a bit uncomfortable. But he was making up for it now, snoring softly.
*ships Connorstyle*
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"Ok... race you to the candy store!" Con said, Ponting a paw towards an abandoned shop. He then raced off.
Rushed
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Opening one green eye lazily, the feline noticed his mentor. "Hey," he murmured, flicking her ear with his tail,"whatcha doin'?"
Look at the siggie.
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"Not cheating," Con called over his shoulder. "I'm just way faster than you!"
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"Ugh," Con said, rolling over with feigned disgust. "I'm not a baby, you know. You don't have to call me baby names."
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Con wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Ugh. You're a horrible person." Then he grinned widely. "JK. You're amazing." Then he blushed. "Wait did I just say that?"
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"Dang," Con said shaking his head, "I can be such an idiot, can't I?" Fine, so he liked Free. Was he gonna tell her? Probably not.
Soo... where do you think this is going?
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"Sure, what?" Con stood and stretched as he asked the question.
Do you want me to make an open thread, for him to ask her out? Or do you want it to be the other way around? I don't wanna be sexist.