[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]"Oh miss are you okay?" the black labrador inquired as the metallic tang of blood mixed with the familiar Windclan scent reached him. He didn't recognise this particular Windclanner but that was his own fault for staying cooped up with his xbox for a few days. He was sure that quite a few others had joined in the space of time and that meant there were more people for him to meet. He didn't mind it all to much but if he let it get away from him then the amount of new Windclanners could become overwhelming. He reached into his lab coat pocket awkwardly, trying not to strangle himself with his camera as he pulled out a bandage. He tended to carry things like that on him seeing he was probably one of the most clumsiest canines to ever live apart from his B of course. He conjured up a wet piece of moss and held it out to the female with a polite smile so she could wipe the ultramarine hued blood away. "I'm Slow-mo by the way, I don't think we've met before" Slowmotion added with a flick of his ear as he waited to see if the feline would accept his attempt to help her.
[align=center][spoiler=MOBILE TAGS][justify]GENERAL- Slowmotion "Slow-Mo" Gruchy | ? xx ? | male | pansexual, homoromantic | polyamorous | 17 months physically | windclan | warrior | wears a lab coat [ref (the one that's on the right)]
POWERS-
eye manipulation | can absorb spirits (doesn't know about this yet | manipulation of soundwaves | invisibility | flower prints | ability to glow | conjuration
BODIES;
Black Labrador [ref (birth body)]
INTERACTION;
Pretty hard physically | hard mentally | attack in bold and italics black | no kill or maim | pm for capture | pm for plots
OTHER;
HISTORY | ASK | HEARTCHART | BIO