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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]yes; no," the tom answered each of copperburr's questions with no small amount of brusqueness. with an exaggerated exhalation of breath followed by a grunt, he hoisted himself into a sitting position with his stumps of forelegs. small pops sounded as he rolled his shoulders and stretched his stiff joints.


    once he was finally on his feet after a dramatic ordeal, he shook the pine needles from his pelt, then fixed copperburr with a blank, faded golden stare.


    "how's your training going, copperburr?" one would think this would be uttered in a friendly tone, but he droned it out like it physically hurt him to be friendly. this wasn't true, but blackfall was not adept at this social thing.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]scorchfeather's ears swiveled as he began to hear activity outside of the warrior's den. with a small exhalation of breath, he hoisted himself into a stretch, straining until he began to feel his stiff joints loosen. bleary eyed, the smoke furred tom sauntered his way into the clearing.


    pale morning light brought out the moisture that dewed upon the tip of his individual hairs. he saw fawnstar in his peripheral vision. it must be time for her to choose the deputy.. the thought shot through his head, and he felt his heart quicken with it. he sat back on his hindlegs, head tilted up as he stared with anticipation.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]blackfall shouldered his way past the dispersing crowd, his dull stare fixated upon his new apprentice. he politely dipped his head in greeting, then sat casually, his plume of a tail curling around and settling upon his paws.


    "congratulations, barkpaw," he emphasized the former kit's newly given name, a playful flicker lighting up his expression. even sitting down, he towered over the young feline. the tom sat up a little taller, currently reveling in this small amount of authority he had just been given.


    "well, let's get right to it. which do you have more interest in; hunting or battle?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]"aye, sounds good," blackfall called in response to mintpaw. the tom's body wasn't engineered to be a great hunter; his paws weren't sufficient for finesse and his bulk wasn't helpful for balance. all he could do was teach barkpaw what he knew and hoped he didn't humor her too much with his clumsiness.


    as he brushed by her, he flicked the back of her heels with his tail, gesturing for barkpaw to follow along. "where do you suggest we go?" blackfall meowed to whitesplash once he was within talking distance. it came out rude once again, but most cats in the clan were used to it by now.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]"eaglepaw," blackfall said, stern tightening his tone, "i think you've been an apprentice long enough to know that you can't leave camp without your mentor's permission. am i correct?"


    before the apprentice could even give a reply, he continued. "and remember, if you ever try to leave camp without telling your mentor, you're either going to get killed by a badger or, if you get back, receive the privilege of checking the elder's pelts for ticks."


    on top of everything else, blackfall tended to be overly strict with the apprentices. he loved to interact with them when they were kits, but when they reached apprenticehood he took it very seriously. oftentimes a bit too seriously.
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    [font=arial][size=10]coldkitcoldpaw → coldbreeze


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    [size=8][font=arial]◇ Gender:
    Personality Traits: aloof - self confident - bold - cool headed - independent - pragmatic - adaptable
    Simple Described Appearance: a chocolate tabby with white markings on his throat and more white subtly interlaced throughout his dark pelt; light brown eyes
    Sexual Orientation: bisexual


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    [font=arial][size=8]◇ Kin: pigeonfur (f) x rocklight (m) = coldkit (m), mossykit (f; npc), swiftkit (m; npc)
    Brief History: coldbreeze was born into the clan. he led a traditional kit life and a successful apprenticeship until one day he caught his father, rocklight, with a rogue she-cat deep in the forest when he snuck out one night. the then apprentice spied on rocklight many days following that incident, until finally he was spotted. in a blind rage mixed with fear and pure anger, he attacked the rogue. since she was caught off guard, she sustained multiple injuries and eventually fled. coldbreeze possessed a fierce love for his mother and hated rocklight for betraying her. the warrior begged his son not to tell anyone, but since that was not coldbreeze's character, he told his mother and his siblings and anyone else who would listen. one night, rocklight left the clan to escape the scrutiny brought upon by his own flesh and blood. pigeonfur was plagued with grief as she loved him dearly, and died soon after. what became of rocklight is unknown, but coldbreeze vows that if he ever sees him again, he will kill him without a thought. the hate he's left with from these events continue to influence him in the present.
    Rank: warrior
    Desired Rank: deputy


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    [font=arial][size=8]◇ Crush: tbd
    Mate: none
    Kits: none
    Other: --

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