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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Not long after the femme began to laugh, the boy began to do the very same. His usual hyena-like laughter could probably be heard from camp without the use of super senses. Did she mean weird in a good way or a bad way? Was there even a good kind of weird? Whatever she meant by 'weird', he didn't take it as a bad thing though. "Wouldn't wanna be normal!" To him, normal was boring. He liked quirkiness, people who were interesting. And kindness was a good thing too!

"So ah, what is it that people usually do on dates?" Icarus asked through a nervous grin. He probably should have gotten some dating advice from his clanmates. Maybe Jonathan and Essie since they were dating now? Or Jax and Peachmoon? No, asking the parents of the girl you asked out on a date for dating advice didn't seem like the best idea.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]He had considered this for quite some time. Since last month actually. But he couldn't think of any names that would suit him until recently. Until after that spirit had merged with his own soul. Finally, he had thought of the right name for him. He would miss his old name. It was the name his parents gave him. But now he would have a name like the ones clan creatures usually had.

"Excuse me everyone, I have a little personal announcement to make. From now on, I am Icarus no longer! Starting today, my name is now Showpaw!" The cream tabby stated, raising his voice for his clanmates to hear him. He was quite pleased with his new name, and he now looked forward to his warrior ceremony in the future. But that was still months away.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Ica-- er, Showpaw ( that would take some getting used to ) was soaring through the skies when he spotted a bundle of white fur in a tree he was flying past. Wait a minute, was that a polar bear? Showpaw too could not recall any polar bears in the clan. The Guardian dove down at high speeds before spreading his wings again at the last second to assure a safe and smooth landing. "You stuck? I could help ya down!" He offered with a toothy grin, a row of sharp teeth becoming visible.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Her first meeting as a leader. Showpaw bounded over with a smile, as energetic as always. He wasn't exactly happy to hear about a raid against BoneClan, but they did have a reason to. They had struck WindClan after all, and they were enemies. But he was really hoping that there would be no conflict between the clans for a while. 'Agh, this is dumb.' The apprentice thought, subconsciously frowning as thought on the subject. "I'll lead the raid against them. We'll teach 'em not to mess with WindClan." The tabby said, a nod following his words.

The frown quickly turned upside down as Wingspan begun to speak about a more positive topic. Promotions. Only a few, but he was glad to hear that there were some. And no demotions! "Congrats you guys! Oh, and I have a question Win. Are you going to change your name to Wingstar or stay Wingspan?" Showpaw asked the new leader, tilting his head to the side. Sure, he may have said he was going to just call her 'Win' or 'Wing' or 'Wingy', but it was nice to know these things.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]"H-Hey! It's Camerapaw...she's dead..."

Upon hearing Angryangel shout those words made the Guardian freeze up, like a deer caught in the headlights. He felt his heart sink and he could have sworn it skipped a few beats. "N-NO!" He cried out as he ran over to where he heard the Honorguard's voice from. This had to just be a cruel prank, right? His best friend, the girl he had a crush on, she couldn't be dead! She had to be alive, she couldn't leave him. She couldn't leave the clan!

Though his legs - no, his entire body felt like stone, he kept running. Until he finally saw the body of the young Advisor. No wounds could be seen on the young femme, only wet streaks on her face from where tears had spilled, and a pool of blood under her. The sight made the boy feel sick to his stomach. Showpaw honestly tried to hold back tears, he really did, but the effort to resist crying seemed futile. As he cried and tried to stop doing so, he felt like his throat was closing up.

The cream tabby silently sobbed, the only sounds coming from him were the sounds of sniffling and a shaky breath. How could this happen to her? To one of the sweetest girls he knew? Possibly one of the sweetest girls on the planet? The apprentice flicked an ear when he heard Steampunk's words, and lifted his head to nod. "Y-Yeah. She - she deserves a... proper burial." He choked out as he rose to his paws, his body trembling and his legs feeling like they might give in at any second.

Showpaw took a few steps back and looked back at the lifeless body of Cam, his pink eyes puffy from crying over the loss of his closest clanmate. "Good night Cam. You'll be missed dearly." He mumbled before averting his gaze from the corpse and looking back down at his paws, which tears began to fall onto once more. He just wanted to fall sleep and hope he'd just forget about this and wake up feeling as good as ever. Like that would happen.

'I'll miss you.'

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]He wasn't really in the best mood ever. His personality had practically did a whole 180° flip when his best friend and crush passed away from unknown causes. Seeing the corpse of the feline he had hoped to be his girlfriend wasn't exactly the kind of thing to make you chipper. He needed a way to vent these negative feelings. And seeing as he had told his new leader that he would lead the raid on BoneClan as payback, he figured that this would be just the thing to help with this recent unfortunate event in his life. Now usually he didn't enjoy fighting. At all! But now he felt he had an excuse to. Not to protect his clan like he had initially planned. Well, sort of. But for the sole purpose of being chaotic.

"LET'S GIVE BONECLAN HELL!"

The male said roared this as he transformed into a large dragon and took to the skies, the overgrown winged reptile circling the above BoneClan territory as he searched for an opponent. He no longer felt bad for attacking the clan that he felt he was befriending. After some thinking, he finally decided on how he felt about this clan. They had captured him and tried to manipulate him to join. He shouldn't consider them friends. He should consider them enemies. And that was how he felt now.

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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]"Gotcha. Good luck getting the extra lives, Wingstar." He said before turning around to face the rest of his clanmates. "Alright everyone! Those of you who are old enough to fight and are capable of doing so, follow me if you wish to participate in the raid again BoneClan. We'll show 'em not to mess with WindClan!" Showpaw exclaimed with a proud smile on his face before he began to march off in the direction of BoneClan territory. It was payback time, for the damage they had done to his clan and what they had done to him months ago.

link to the raid: [ x ]

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]"Sorry I'm late. I was just uh, f-fixing my fur." He said as he padded over quickly to the group. He had missed the meeting up to the point of him walking in, but if he had to he could ask one of them for a recap. Despite him claiming to have been fixing his fur, Showpaw's pelt still looked like a mess. Fur was sticking out in various places and his eyes were puffy from crying. Camerapaw's death had hit him hard, but he refused to admit he was affected by it so greatly.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]He needed to get away from WindClan, though he knew he couldn't leave that place behind. WindClan was the home that took him in. They were his family. And he didn't think he could ever leave them. But right now he didn't want to be there. His best friend in the world, the girl he had a crush on, had died recently. He just wanted to get away for a little while. So he figured a dual-membership would be perfect for just that. Though he had a dual-membership in the past and that didn't work out, he was willing to try it again in a different clan.

"I, Showpaw, wish to join BlizzardClan in a dual-membership with WindClan."

After saying that with a faint yet genuine smile, the cream classic tabby waited by the border for someone to welcome him the the clan. Hopefully this would go well and help him grieve of the loss in peace without his clanmates in WindClan pestering him to see if he was okay. He loved them, but he needed some time away from them.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]The dragon's mouth had twisted into a toothy grin, one that looked almost savage. The massive Guardian plummeted down to the ground before easing his landing abruptly. As Showpaw landed the ground trembled slightly from his weight before the affect subsided. With a loud roar, more like a screech, he extended and arm and aimed to knock Tauriel back.

He never thought he would admit it, but this seemed fun. Perhaps it was the rush of adrenaline that made this so exciting. For the first time in his life he felt almost passionate about battling.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Ouch, talk about cold. The boy struggled to free his trapped leg from the ice, and he managed to do so. But not in time to get away from the pillars of earth that rose up and slammed into his stomach, knocking the air out of his lungs. After the impact Showpaw flew up into the air yet again to get out of the way of the rocks before he landed again, thrashing his tail onto the ground and swiping it to the side in an attempt to hit the tigress.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]"Thank you very much, Calleis. Y'know what, I'm just gonna call you Calli." He said calmly as he stood up and stretched. Showpaw's attention was quickly redirected to Autumn though. The smile widened on his face and he nodded. "Hey Autumn. Mmhmm, didn't expect to see you 'round here." The apprentice stated. He remembered when Autumn was first born, the only surviving one of his litter. Back when he was a kit himself, if he recalled correctly. He was a trooper in Showpaw's eyes. Hopefully the kid wouldn't bring up Camerapaw, though there wasn't much he could do to stop him if he did. It was so recent and sudden after all.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Oh, whoops. Was his memory getting worse? He knew his name started with an A and reminded him of the fall season. Showpaw's ears went back in embarrassment and a nervous smile replaced his warm one. "Oh. Ah, sorry 'bout that!" He said, lowering his head as he felt his face heat up from the humiliation of the mistake he had made.

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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]He knew he wouldn't have been able to get out of the way of the arrows in time. The dragon turned his face to avoid getting hit in both eyes. Instead, only one managed to hit his left eye, with the rest hitting the side of his face, grazing his snout and his mouth. Showpaw turned his head to face the Right Hand, blood oozing from the puncture wounds. With a snarl, his wings beat fiercely as he aimed to blow air in the tigress' face and swipe at her face.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Showpaw is new to Blizzardclan, however is also a Guardian in WindClan in a dual-membership. He was also a former Earth-Dancer of RushingClan before he stepped down and left. While he is usually very joyful and energetic, the sudden death of his best friend who he had a crush on has affected his mood and personality negatively. More info on him can be found in his thread hub, located in his signature.

He is open to:
Interactions
Friends
Rivals
Enemies
Crushes (on him)

Maybe to:
Crushes (on your character OR two-sided)
Relationships
note: due to the death of someone close to him he will be hesitant to get involved with someone

Closed to:
One night stands
R.pe
Litters in general
Capture
Torture
Death

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]@lurai
sure sure sure

TOHSAKA
sounds good!

@danny-chan
yes yes this is him :') i ruined him
also hi i'm doing good, how're you?
sure, might take a while for him to return the feelings

megalovania
sure thing!

can you guys make the threads please? c:

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]He supposed he might as well introduce himself here too, seeing as Jonathan had done so despite having been a bit late. The boy took a deep breath before he began to speak. "I am Ic-- Showpaw. I -- I am a Guardian here. Though my time here might end soon." It felt like he was falling out of love with the clan he knew for months. And he hated to admit that. He thought he would love this clan and remain a member of it for the rest of his life. There were so many friends he'd be leaving behind if he did leave.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]A visible frown developed on the boy's maw upon hearing the nickname of Cam. His heart sunk, and his gaze threatened to fall onto his paws. But when Tama had approached the male's frown vanished and he nodded in response. "Thank you, thank you. Where might I find this Tama individual you speak of? Not that I have any questions of course, just uh, in case I do think of any?" Showpaw asked the head paladin, unaware that Tama was in fact her, and that she referred to herself in third person.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]He didn't want to do this. He loved this clan! But he felt that things would just be better for him if he did leave. He needed a change in his life. A step in the right direction. "Hey, guys? I um, I'm gonna step down from my position as Guardian and leave WindClan. I'm sorry. I'm - I'm gonna visit though, and I'll be in BlizzardClan if you want to visit me. Who knows, maybe someday I'll even come back? Haha." Showpaw announced, a weak smile on his maw. He looked like a tired mess. The cream tabby felt a pain in his chest, both from the death of Camerapaw and from the pain of leaving his beloved home.

With that, he walked off with his head and tail hanging low. Back to BlizzardClan. He hoped it would become his new home. That this wasn't just a mistake.