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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]Dogpaw wasn't entirely sure what compelled him to approach the decaying structure that lay before him. It was certainly intimidating, he had to admit, and intimidation wasn't really something he was a huge fan of. He couldn't really say that he was hoping to find anything there, either -- after all, what could be lying around in a crumbling old temple? Food? Medicine? Mountains of gold and other valuables? He snorted quietly at the thoughts before dismissing them as unlikely and unimportant. Regardless of the reason, he found himself heading towards it anyway, so he really wasn't going to question it at this point.


    As he continued his approach towards the ancient stone building, he could've sworn that he detected a fresh whiff of other felines, among a variety of other lifeforms he couldn't place labels on. This caused him to slow his quick-paced trot, green eyes flicking briefly around the area, as if expecting for something to pop from the undergrowth that filled the mossy environment. Although the chances of there being others in this area seemed fairly slim in his opinion, he supposed it wouldn't hurt to double-check, right? It was better than getting his hide torn off.


    "Uh ... anyone there?"

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]As if the voice of the other individual didn't startle him enough, Dogpaw was left in utter shock seeing the size of the creature standing before him. Although instinct was screeching at him to turn tail and take off as fast as his three legs could carry him, white paws were kept rooted to the soil as he stared up in awe at Alister -- it wasn't until the new feline showed up beside the buck that Dogpaw finally snapped out of it.


    "I -- um," he paused briefly, frantically rummaging around in his mind for the right words, "H-Hey there, sir, my name's Dogpaw. I ... wasn't aware that anyone was living here." Again, he paused, swallowing a nervous lump in his throat. "Uh, what is this place?"

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: 7pt; text-align:justify; width:305px; height:; overflow:;][CENTER][size=12][font=courier]AND THE SUBLIME STYLE'S
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    modest, laid-back, cool-headed -- at first glance, dogpaw doesn't seem like someone you'd expect to find in an anticlan. he's got a low self opinion and is quick to put others before himself, always willing to help out in any way he can. while he's definitely easy to get along with, be aware that he's just as easy to irritate.


    [b]NAME: dogpaw > dogtags
    AGE: 9 months
    GENDER: ♂
    ALLIANCE: guardians of valhalla
    RANK: valkyrie (HP)
    ABILITIES: n/a
    APPEARANCE: a slender, thick-furred young feline. his coat is a dark shade of brown, accompanied by swirled black tabby stripes, with splotches of white dabbing each one of his paws. two round, olive green eyes sit in the center of his face. he's missing his right front leg after an accident he can't quite recall the details of.
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    [CENTER][size=12][font=courier][b]STILL STRAIGHT FROM LONG BEACH

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]Blinking in surprise, the young feline's olive gaze flicked from each stranger to the next. So this was some sort of ... civilized group? Sure, he knew that they existed, but he wouldn't have guessed in a million years that one was located so close to here. Contrary to the gruesome and morbid rumors he'd been told by others, these 'Guardians of Valhalla' seemed unusually willing to welcome him into their ranks. Well, apparently he wasn't going to get his hide torn off today after all, and was instead offered a home that beat the soggy nest he'd been living in by a long shot. Who would've guessed?


    "Wow ... uh, thanks a bunch," he finally managed to respond, a weak grin crossing his features, "I'll join you guys, then. It's nice to meet you all."

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]Trotting at a quick pace towards Kelsie, the valkyrie carried along the remainder of the requested herbs, which he then placed at the trainee's paws upon reaching her. "Here ya go," the brown-furred feline said, nodding in her direction, "Poppy seeds and cobwebs. I'll stay here to help you out if you need it, unless you'd prefer to work on this by yourself." Although he wasn't entirely sure of how much knowledge she already had on the subject of medicine, he figured it was always best to review the basics first and foremost, regardless of whether she already had it down or not.


    (ninja'd oops)

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]Dogpaw hadn't ever been in combat before, but the idea of it sounded unusually exciting. Because of this, he bounded off after Bitterfortune and the others.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]Dogpaw skidded onto the scene as fast as a feline on three legs could, olive green eyes flicking briefly around the territory that served as the battlefield. He wasn't too familiar with RiverClan and it's allies yet, but the valkyrie was pretty certain that they weren't going to be on the best terms after this. Though, he supposed that was alright -- he had to admit that he didn't really like the fishy stench of the place anyway.


    (track \w/)

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]yooo would anyone like a thread with dogpaw?? :00

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]Woah, really? Man, he was certainly glad that his vast knowledge of medicine had been recognized by the higher-ups. "Wow -- thanks a bunch, sir. I won't let you down."


    Dogpaw paused briefly when the sovereign mentioned he needed assistance. He didn't know of many other surrounding clans, but there were a few he supposed he could pay a visit to. "I could head to StormClan and WindClan, if that's okay with you."

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]"Hey, welcome to the Guardians of Valhalla, Zenestra," the valkyrie greeted as he trotted over, nodding in the direction of the newcomer, "If ya ever have any questions, feel free to ask me or anyone else around here. I'd be glad to give you a tour, if you want one."

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;] MAFIAPAW - sure!! i can make it if you want :^)
    @metallic - wanna thread with dogpaw?? :0
    @ecto - hello friend.... we should also thread

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]WindClan had been relatively difficult to find, being tucked away in the heart of the mountains and all, but after some brief wandering around, the three-legged valkyrie finally managed to locate the border at which he then dropped the basket of goods he had been carrying along with him. Within the basket, the members of WindClan would find a variety of gifts and valuables from the anticlanners who had brought them. Among these things were assortments of herbs, fruits, and bundled flowers, along with some precious stones and fresh pieces of prey. It wasn't much, but it was the best he could do.


    "Hey -- my name's Dogpaw. I've got some gifts here from the Guardians of Valhalla."

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]"Hey there, welcome to the Guardians of Valhalla," Dogpaw greeted solemnly, nodding in the newcomer's direction, "I'm Dogpaw, a valkyrie -- or medic -- here. If you've ever got any questions, don't hesitate to ask any of us."

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]"Hey, I'm Dogpaw," the valkyrie greeted simply, a small smile forming upon his maw, "It's nice to meet ya, Mordecai."

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]just a heads up that i'm gonna be kinda inactive on dogpaw for a lil bit -- i'm suddenly super busy irl <:c

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]Curiosity compelled Dogpaw to trot over to where his clanmates were gathered before an outsider standing at the border. There seemed to be quite a few newcomers wandering in lately, himself having been one of them -- not that he was really complaining or anything. He was always up for meeting new faces. Well, as long as he didn't come across pests or general pains in the neck.