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Exploration is fun, right? That's what he thought. Aside from the staircase leading up to the main island and the camp he never really got a chance to explore all of the territory yet. While he could just fly around and see the entirety of the territory in under ten minutes, he was feeling a little lonely. And so Showpaw walked around, hoping to find a clanmate to interact with while walking about. Plus if he just walked rather than scanning the land in the sky he'd have more time to process his thoughts.

While he now a child and therefore some company, he had been feeling lonely and, well, depressed for a few weeks. It was only natural, right? His best friend, the girl of his dreams, was dead! He felt... empty without her. Showpaw missed her so much. But he had to stop thinking about her and WindClan so much. It wouldn't make anything better. He needed to make friends, and start a new life here.
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"Hm? Doing a bit of reading, I see?"

The feline said with a smug grin on his face as he padded over, sitting next to the other feline without no regard for his personal space. Seeing Draco become taken aback by the content in the book, Showpaw became interested and took a peek at the writing. Something something vampires. Nothing that seemed to interesting so far, until he flipped back a few pages to see what he was missing out on. Oh? So this was a journal. He was not too concerned about the whole 'vampirism' thing and was mainly interested in the other juicy details. So the owner of the book was from another clan and questioning their gender? Talk about déjà vu.

"Now, don't you know it's impolite to pry into somebody's personal life?" Showpaw said. The choice of words might sound like he was trying to scold Draco, but the tone of his voice and the ever present smug and sleepy smile on his face said otherwise.
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The cream tabby was rather curious as to why his son needed a stick. What would he plan on doing it? The first thing that came to mind was using it as an arm for a snowman if there was any snow to be seen. Or use it to draw something in the dirt so he didn't get any stuck under his claws. "What do ya have in mind, kiddo?" Showpaw inquired as he padded over, aiming to ruffle the fur atop the boy's head as gently as possible.

[ museless :') ]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; color: hotpink; font-size:9px;]★ [abbr=domestic feline - 8 months - former guardian of windclan - free powers - shape-shifting (large dragon, golden retriever)]information[/abbr] - battle tags - personal - plot - bio ★
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Ugh, he was so bored! He hardly got any sleep so far tonight, maybe five minutes if he was lucky enough. Only a few NPCs were awake it seemed, though they were all busy or talking to one another, so he didn't interact with them. Instead he would take this time to explore some of the other islands that were floating in the sky. He had no idea how they were floating, but he liked to think they were magical or something. Showpaw had a bit of a wild imagination. He had ever since he was a small child, living in a secluded forest. One that was so beautiful you might think it was enchanted.

Showpaw managed to find a garden on one of the forest islands. Rows of a variety of different flowers right before his magenta eyes. Roses, hydrangeas, forget-me-nots. At the beginning of the month he might not have considered such a sight to be all that breath-taking. But now he had nothing to do. With more time to himself he felt he was able to look at things in a different light. 'Would Cam have liked this place?' The classic tabby thought as he strolled through the garden, a faint and content smile marking his face. He liked to think that she would.
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Hm, a couple of his clanmates were getting pets it would seem. Maybe he should find one too? Ah, but he wouldn't know what kind of pet he would want. Showpaw wanted something... unique. Just like him. "Not a bad name for your new little friend." The apprentice commented as he strolled over to the new owner of the toad. It was an odd choice for a pet, to say the least. He couldn't imagine an amphibian making a great companion. But he said nothing else and only stared at Trevor. He guessed it was kind of cute in an ugly 'only-a-mother-could-love' way.
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"You don't look too... great. Would you like me to get Arcade for you?" The cream classic tabby would offer as he walked over to the mother. He couldn't spot the difference between stomach ache and a head ache if you asked him too. Despite one of his former mentors in WindClan being a medic assistant he didn't know anything about the medical field, what effect herbs had or how to spot an illness. None of that.
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A baby owl. Wait, what would that be called. An owling? Owlette? Wait no, that sounded like omelette. He could have sworn there was a term for a baby owl. "Aw, cute! Nice name too." Showpaw said as he appeared, a cheery smile lighting up his face. The apprentice was a sucker for baby animals of any species. They were just so tiny and cute! Which kind of explained why he adopted a kid. That and he was just lonely.
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"Well-y well well then, welcome to BlizzardClan! Would you like a tour? I'd even give you the honor of allowing me to be your tour guide!" Showpaw exclaimed with his signature charming smile. Now that he thought about it, he had never given somebody a tour before. Not even in WindClan! And they got plenty of joiners! The realization made his smile shrink, though he managed to maintain the expression.
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He would not be staying? How unfortunate. However, he couldn't force him to stay. Heck, he hardly knew him. "Welcome back then. My name is Showpaw." The apprentice said, a smile forming on his maw but it only lasted for a second before it was replaced with a rather disgusted expression. Ugh, he hated the stench of cigarette smoke. And he hated those cancer sticks in general. "You shouldn't smoke those things, y'know. Bad for your health!" The cream tabby said, turning his head to cough and then covering his nose with a paw.
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The apprentice smiled as promotions were brought up. Hey, he knew most of those who were promoted! He was quite happy that Tama had been promoted to deputy, seeing as Showpaw considered her to be his first friend here. But he was happy for everyone who had been promoted. "Wonderful! Congratulations you guys!" The boy exclaimed cheerfully and clapped his paws together (however that heck worked).

News of an alliance caused Showpaw to become silent as he listened with interest. He had some good and bad memories there. A bad memory was that he was captured and brought there when he was a kitten in WindClan. But a good memory was that he made a friend there! And another bad memory, said friend ended up being pissed at him for leaving. And the whole clan probably wasn't very happy with him after he escaped and led a raid on them in his final days in WindClan. But maybe this would be a chance to repair the relationship he once personally had with BoneClan. Maybe. "I'll give them so many gifts they'll think it's Christmas! The cream tabby said before walking off to go prepare a few dozen - give or take - gift baskets.
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How amusing. It wasn't everyday you saw someone just march into the territory without a care in the world, then proceeded to eat candy. Usually people stood by the borders and waited until after they were done with their business to enjoy a treat. Unless things were different here and they were in WindClan. Ah, what was he saying? Of course things were different here than they were there. Though one of the things he noticed right off the bat that the two had in common was that most of the other individuals here were kind. That was definitely nice.

The apprentice blinked his magenta eyes to snap out of his train of thought and followed Evergreen to greet what he hoped was a new recruit to BlizzardClan.
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The classic tabby had heard the shouting as he wasn't too far from where he was standing at that moment, but by time he had arrived to the scene the culprit had already fled, leaving just the body and a sack of herbs. How unfortunate. Even if the victim wasn't a member of the clan, it wasn't the most incredible thing to see while out for a stroll. With a frown Showpaw continued to move in the direction he was originally heading, hoping he would be able to find someone to inform about the corpse.

But then he had encountered a small group consisting of Dimitri, Lostboy, and a rather frantic Neville. "You certainly don't look fine. Are you ill?" The young male asked, concern present in the tone of his voice. The thought of Neville having possibly come across the body and getting startled by it didn't come across his mind at the time. For now he was just worried about his clanmate.
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"Sounds cool." That was all the apprentice had to say. He probably wouldn't participate in this 'exchange' thing. The thought of living somebody else's life and somebody living his personally didn't sit well with Showpaw. He didn't want anyone messing up anything for him or to mess something up for somebody else. But it did sound really cool to him, and he was interested to see how such a thing would turn out.
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