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    //Sorry for the short post, I'm kind of rushed at the moment.


    The wolf laughed.
    "That's my nickname. Some people also call me Wolfie," he replied, "and, sure. What do you want me to do?



    Wolfgang smiled.
    "I didn't know it was your birthday!" He said, approaching Luna, "I could have gotten you a present..." He smiled anyway. "Happy birthday though!"



    (Please don't give anything away about the plot idea!!) *squeals* Ya found it! Ya found my thread!!! :-*



    Before Wolfgang answers, I have a question - what do you mean by "past"? Are you asking about his backstory before he came to Stormclan, or did you have something else in mind?

    She wasn't going to turn him in? Wolfgang could've figured that out - judying by her emotions of friendliness - but he was still suprised she would do that. Wouldn't she get in trouble? he thought, feeling guilty.
    "I-I guess..." he said, unsure,"Won't you get in trouble? For, you know, not turning me in?"


    Wolfgang was taking a small walk in the woods when he saw a lynx standing in the grass.
    "Hello," he said. Strange, he couldn't seem to pick up any scent of the lynx. Maybe he was a loner? "Who are you?"



    "Nice to meet you...Nik," there was something strange about this character. He seemed...odd. Wofgang could sense a strange emotion with him, one that he couldn't recognize. He put his thoughts to the side for the time being, and turned his attention towards Nik's question. "I, uh, don't have a name. But most people call me Wolfgang."



    Wolfgang blinked in suprise at the lynx's sudden attack. He watched Luna as she flew up into the air. Sadly, he didn't have any offensive powers, but he could certainly defend himself.



    Wolfgang trotted iver to the group, overhearing Castiel's question.
    "I'll help with some!" He offered.



    Wolfgang saw the lightning and teleported in front of Luna. He could probably take this hit more than she could. He scrunched his eyes up and waited for the pain to reach him.
    But nothing happened.
    Wolfgang opened his eyes and saw the lightning, but it wasn't moving. He looked at the lynx and saw that he was clearly trying to make it move, but it wasn't. It was being held back by something, he could sense it's magic force.
    A forcefield. Created by him.



    A mural?
    Great. Wolfgang was horrible at art. But he nodded politely anyway and set off to paint one anyway.



    "What else did you do, if you don't mind me asking?" He blushed a bit in embarrassment. He hoped she wouldn't think he was being nosy.



    Wolfgang sighed, looking a the plain white wall. He had gathered paint of various colors, and was finally ready to call people over. He already had an idea, and mixing different art styles would make it look amazing.
    "Hello?" He called out, "who wants to paint part of this wall?"



    "Okay," The wolf/mutt declared, looking at Fadedspirit and Lunapaw, "My idea was that we could draw the whole clan looking at the stars. Each person would get to draw themselves." Wolfgang had always thought that a combination of art styles put together always looked interesting.


    [quote]


    [b]I'M
    TELLING
    YOU...
    NOTHING


    "Could you maybe conjure up some more paint? I didn't get much..." Wolfgang said, eyeing the small amounts of paint that he had retrieved from a house recently.



    //Could someone maybe draw a picture of the painting to use as a badge for the event? If not, I'll come up with something else.


    Wolfgang looked at the others. Smiling, he started painting himself in the middle of the painting. Is was his task, after all - couldn't he be in the middle? He decided to paint himself jumping in the air with a smile on his face. When he was done, he looking at it proudly. Considering his lack of practice in art, he thought he did well.



    "Oh, ok," Wolfgang said with an embarrassed smile, "sorry for being so nosy. So...now do we actually do this whole covering-up-scent thing?"



    "Well," Wolfgang began, "you had mentioned fox dung, right? But where would we get that?"



    Wolfgang was the first to approach. Putting on a stern face, he asked,
    "Hello! Can you please state your name and business in Stormclan?" The male couldn't help but notice that she telported into his line of view. So I'm not the only one who can do that, he thought to himself.