Posts by Trevor M. Wraith-Gaudius

[justify]Mentally, Trevor was freaking out like a professional. He always tried his best to keep people from getting too close, but the universe always sided with whoever was trying to get to know him better. However, the mental storm calmed as he stepped closer to Phil, checking to make sure the other was alright. He couldn't point out what it was about Phil, but Trevor could never gather the strength needed to put up his front when Phil was around. Shrugging that off, he gave a smile to his clanmate...a real, genuine smile that said Trevor was happy to see him.

"It's cool and sounds like a plan. Follow me," the six moon old tom stated, leading the way further into the cabin. A few more steps and the desk as well the bed entered his line of sight. Trevor leaped up onto the stool, wanting to make sure that Phil felt welcomed by this nonverbal way of giving his clanmate the bed to take a seat on. "Fire away whenever you're ready with questions. Nothing is off limits," he declared.[/justify]

[justify]"Alcohol," Trevor remarked as he walked over. Back in the Rebellion of Terminus, there was a bar where some people went to go rest from a long day and where Trevor had done plenty of songwriting. "I'll find someplace to store it where people can't find it and potentially cause chaos after drinking," he offered, turning to Praguepaw and Kate. There was no way in the world the young tom would drink the alcohol on his own, because the very idea left a terrible taste in Trevor's mouth.[/justify]

[justify]"Cool powers, really useful too," stated Trevor as he padded over, a friendly smile on his face. He took a seat on the terrain next to Phil, giving friendly glances to both his friend as well as Javert before his attention drifted back to Wraithstatic. "Seriously, those powers are capital A for amazing," Trevor added a few moments later.[/justify]

[justify]"There's no way I'd put any of that in my body," Trevor proclaimed, making a motion with his left front paw that was akin to crossing one's heart. "I'm only offering to hide it or give it to somebody who lives far, far away from here," the young tom continued just a few moments later. With that, he picked up the top bottle in his mouth before making a follow me motion with his tail.[/justify]

[justify]Much like his friend, Trevor only dwelled on his newfound catchphrase for only a few moments before speaking. Giving Phil a smile, the young tom stated then inquired, "I'm alright, I only landed wrong and that made my muscles feel kinda weird, but that's all. How are you feeling?" This was something that Trevor was well-versed in...always changing the subject from how he was doing to how his friends/family felt. They always mattered more to him, even if he was injured or under the weather and needed somebody by his side, he would never admit it in favor of sticking by the people in his life.[/justify]

[justify]Trevor nearly jumped two feet high when he heard Javert, however the only evidence of his shock was in his blue optics and even that faded quickly. He gave a small nod of agreement prior to stating, "I can see if there's a safe place to empty the actual alcohol then I guess somebody could keep it told hold precious keepsakes or something along the lines of that. I don't know how many items this could contain or how well it would do the job."[/justify]

[justify]"I'll give it a try once some people are finished if that's alright," Trevor answered as he appeared from one of his usual napping spots. He settled himself down onto a pillow, a bright smile making its way onto his face. This was perfect, just relaxing and spending time with his clanmates who felt like they were part of his family. With those thoughts in his mind, Trevor set to work putting together the details of his story in his mind.[/justify]

[justify]"Nice name change. I'll be sure to remember that," remarked Trevor with a purr that preceded a respectful dip of the head as he approached. The young tom could understand possible reasons as to why someone might change their name and knew that he would wholeheartedly support their choice. He regarded the medic intern with a kindhearted look as he took his place on the terrain a little ways away from Praguepaw and Phil.[/justify]

[justify]Trevor opened and closed his mouth a few times before stating, "I'm fine now though. Just needed to take it easy for a few days." He listened carefully to Phil, allowing his friend's words to hit his ears then sink into his brain. Unfortunately his control over his emotions slipped temporarily, fur bristling at the mention of Praguepaw. "If anybody gives you trouble, then call my name and I'll have your back," Trevor replied prior to teleporting from the stool he was sitting on over to the bed, in order to sit next to Phil. The mere thought of someone hating Phil was enough to make Trevor's blood metaphorically boil, itching to start a fight with anybody who dared to look at a friend of his the wrong way. "I can see why you'd have some difficulty trusting people...I'm kind of the same way, but for an entirely different reason," he added sheepishly a few moments later.[/justify]

[justify]Trevor had been on a small hunt, trailing a mouse for quite awhile before hearing someone shouting. This scared off the mouse, which gave the young tom cat the all clear to race off back towards the camp in search of who was making all that racket. Now, if this person had been any normal Windclan member...Trevor would have been quite annoyed to say the least. However, the Windclanner under the tree was a dear friend of his, Phil.

"Phil, easy does it. Things are going to work out, just take a deep breath or two. Things will be fine. I've got your back," reassured Trevor. He was never the best at comforting people, however that wasn't going to prevent him from being there for a friend, even if it meant he would only get closer to said person in a matter of time.[/justify]

Hey there everyone. I currently need 43227.8 silver in order to purchase shape-shifting for Trevor and all donations will be greatly appreciated. Thank you very much and stay awesome.

Edit: I have three of the Ability to Take Away Pain items as well as two of The Sight on my main account, Stormstar10, in return for your donations. Please state your interest and which account you would like to send them to. :)

1. Ability to Take Away Pain.
2. Ability to Take Away Pain.
3. Ability to Take Away Pain.
1. The Sight.
2. The Sight.

[justify]The shouting was caught Trevor's attention, quickly racing out of his cabin and teleporting over to the gathering group. 'Oh Starclan...,' his thoughts trailed off the moment his mind blanked upon arriving on the scene. Trevor didn't speak, he only attempted to tone down the shock that he currently felt at the moment. It took every single muscle in his body to not completely freak out on the outside, much unlike what was going on inside his brain.[/justify]

[justify]Ah, a meeting. Trevor had sat in on a few of these in the past and he supposed that there was no sense in stopping now. With those thoughts racing throughout his brain, the son of Sayaka and Vandeadcarnival padded on over, taking a seat on the terrain. His ice blue optics immediately went from looking down at the ground to looking over at An'ei. He gave the Boss a friendly smile as the wait for some other Rebels began.[/justify]

Hello there everybody. I hope you're all doing well.

First time posting on this chat thread. Nice to meet all of you lovely people. I'm Stormstar10, also known as the dork behind this delightful dork known as Trevor Moran Wraith-Gaudius. :)

Pleasure to meet you Bellus.

[justify]Trevor disappeared, thanks to his teleportation, in search of bandages. Upon finding them a mere few moments later, the young tom came racing back to the scene. "If these aren't enough, I can get some more," he stated, addressing Prescott in a tone that only slightly revealed his current worries.[/justify]

[justify][font=times new roman]"That certainly seems to be the case. As for why I have trust issues...it's the fact that while leaving might be a normal part of life, I don't want to give someone my trust only to have them waltz out of my life sometime later. Sometimes though, you can't help, but give someone your trust before they're gone. I don't hold grudges against most of the people who have left, they were family and I still love them," Trevor answered, tail curling neatly over his paws as he glanced away. Maybe it wasn't too late to stop talking, so that way he wouldn't find a slice of trust metaphorically slipping away and being handed to Phil. However, he only took a deep breath prior to adding, "I've figured that if I try to keep people from knowing too much about the real me, then maybe it won't hurt as much when they're gone. I know it's stupid, that's not all though. There are special cases, where whenever I'm around someone, I feel like they deserve to know the real me. People like you, for example."

Hugs for you and I'm alright, workin' on ideas for Trevor.

[justify]It was safe to say that as much as Trevor had been overjoyed at the prospect of having shape-shifting for an ability, he was also definitely terrified at what could potentially go wrong. He'd heard miscellaneous horror stories from NPCs, so the young male's mental conflict on whether to use his new power or to save it for a rainy day had temporarily escalated. Eventually, in the early hours of the morning...he settled the matter by shape-shifting into a female Bombay. Trevor was mentally imagining the shock that would appear on his clanmate's faces, garnering a reaction of amusement as well as slight worry.

Shaking those worries off with the hope that his friends would be able to recognize him, Trevor leaped down from his bed and ventured out of his cabin. Taking a spot in front of his little home, the young male opened up his songwriting book, waiting for somebody to approach. It was probably a matter of time before people started walking up to ask who this new person was and what they had done with Trevor. Chuckling at the thought, Trevor began working on a new song, smiling brightly all the while.[/justify]