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Track on slightly wip sub!

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Using!

Rank: kit
Hair Length: short
Fur Color: white and varying shades of brown
Eye Color: blue
Scars/Other: nope!
References?: avatar c:

Pinekit
Female
Kit
4 moons
No apprentice/mentor

[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify;]Pinekit was energetic, but that was what one would expect out of a kit her age no? Especially one in WindClan, the clan of runners. She loved to run, loved the wind in her fur. Stupid rules keeping her in camp! She wanted to run freely on the moor! Maybe she could catch a rabbit! She knew she could do so well if they would just let her out!

However the code would not dampen her spirits. She still played with the other kits, still made up games just like anyone else. Pinekit liked to think she was special, that she made up the best games ever, however this was just natural kit behavior. Speaking of natural kit behavior, Pinekit would currently be found playing a game of Warriors with some NPC kits, her pretending to be the WindClan warrior and the others were BloodClan Warriors attacking the camp. The wrestled with each other, pulling every kit move in the book, but they were having the time of their lives running around and playing, yowling about this and that, they were kind of surprised that no me had told them to quiet down yet.

[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify;]Applepaw was the first to draw their attention from the game, and Pinekit paused to say "Oh no it's a their backup! WindClan attack!" and letting out a kitten battle cry as she attempted to pounce of Applepaw's tail. Pinekit would be happy as can be, and wouldn't pick up on Fleetkit's commented. However a NPC kit did, and they said "WindClan has backup too! BloodClan attack! Watch out for his grumpiness, he bites!" and then attempted to launch itself at Fleetkit and tackle him.

I'm gonna wriggle in here too
It's Timur btw

Track on sub too

Trackingn

Dragomir had a long past, a complicated and sad past involving many takeovers and lots of sadness. However, he did not remember any of it. Partly because he had died at one point, then become a spirit, and then was born again by some power out of his control.
And those memories were in his soul, having yet to be awakened.
So this time around, he got to grow up like a normal dingo pup.

He had been a loner for the first part of his life. He learned basic skills such as hunting and fighting, polishing them up as life went on. He was confident that he could defend himself if needed, though for some reason he didn't like violence. There was something in him that screamed it was wrong, it was incredibly wrong and shouldn't ever be a thing. People should only fight to defend themselves, and only as a last resort. That was his firm belief anyways.
Drago had joined MoonClan recently, however he already felt at home. The farming aspect was peaceful and have him something to do in their spare time, and people were welcoming. Of course he couldn't farm now, because it was winter, but he looked forwards to it in the coming spring. He had even managed to get a position in the hierarchy- this place did truly feel like home.

So that was a brief backstory as to how the dingo had gotten to where he was now, his calm temperament allowing him to pace the camp a bit, wondering if he should host some sort lesson on self defense- it may help with his goal to spread the pacifistic ways that seemed to be engrained in him. Could it really hurt?

Orion and Dragomir thread?

The sun was not something Dragomir liked to bask in, it was too hot for him. He enjoyed some of it but not enough to lay there and just sit in it. Wasn't that what some humans did? Huh. The dingo went over to the two who seemed to of gathered, giving a nod of greeting. He didn't know them well, it'd be good to get to know them. "I'm Dragomir, who are you two?" He spoke.

He hadn't been present at the meeting because of his Rper, but a npc had filled him in on what had happened. Onion seeds were kind of weird, but hey last he knew they were good in cooking. So he decided to take action on it- Ash did want everyone participating after all.
It was rather cool out, a nice warm day, but not to warm. The heat of summer was not yet upon them so he had nothing to worry about when it came to heat strokes- though he did have plenty of water on hand just in case. The dingo would be found digging small holes in the ground, dropping a seed in, and then covering it back up. Due to the recent rain there was plenty of water in the ground, so he didn't have to worry about that either. Drago wasn't the best at farming, but hey this was simple enough.

Old subbie that hasn't been 20 days since last name change so it still says Dragomir
Let's just pretend it says Snow that Falls on Trees sssshhhhh

@Fawnpelt.
Oh and pebble, originally he was transported to spc and that's why he went missing on ff, but now I'm just going to do the two copies of him- like the original journey thing but in reverse if that makes any sense (if you're not pebble ignore this)

The bunker had certainly been an interesting experience. He was starting to like it too. He was learning and growing in a positive way, healing from past mental wounds.
And now all that was gone, replaced by the forests and mountains he hadn't seen in a long, long time.

~timeskip because I'm not writing the waking up bit out lol~

The brown tabby Tom would make his way back into the observatory, the place he knew as camp due to the old one being destroyed, stumbling a bit due to fatigue. He wasn't used to walking this much, but he was determined to make it because he knew that mama Fawn was here. Mama Fawn would help, mama Fawn would make everything ok again. That's what's mother's did right? Wearily, he swept his gaze across the area, looking for the familiar beige pelt of his mother.

At first he went rigid, the Fawn he knew had the wings and crooked jaw, however he recognized the pelt pattern and the scent, which brought him to recognize that this was indeed Mama Fawn. He would melt into her embrace, having little energy to do much of anything else. She would find his reaction to her much different from the last time they had seen each other. "Mama Fawn." He breathed, tears welling up in his eyes as well. Oh boy did he have a story to tell.

A lot had happened. It had been a while. But hey, at least he was back at the place he called home right? Benedict was different and mama Fawn was different, but mama Fawn was still mama Fawn. Alula didn't exist and no one with his name or crazy monsters existed here- just like normal right? What he was used to right?

He couldn't help but miss them.
Sam was almost always nice, even if something had happened between him and mama Fawn. Pebble was one of the nicest people he had ever met, outside of his family. He missed her. Older Dean was stubborn and headstrong and drank that stinky smelling stuff that lark hated, but there was something different without him. He didn't interact much with sylph and Ryan and Gavin but they could almost always make him laugh with their bickering. Sure all the people at the bunker were annoying when he was with them, but without them life just wasn't the same.

The almost apprentice would give a sigh, gently resting his chin on his paws as he lay outside the nursery. Everything here was different too. Different people, different allies, different everything. Things would be so much simpler if they didn't change all the time, right?

Maybe these two could try at a friendship?

*plops this lil guy down*
You can do pretty much whatever you want him him other than kill him c:

The other kit came and greeted him and he looked up, forcing a small smile onto his face. "Hi." Dean said. This person was new to him, but in the past every new person except that fox had been nice to him, and this was a clanmate, so why not be honest? "I miss brother birch. And pebble. And sam. And everyone else." The male spoke, focusing his gaze back to his paws sadly.