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Name: palepaw
Training Style Preference: fast, interactive, mentally and physically challenging.
Other: he just needs someone who can motivate him and not let him slack off.
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I'M JUST A SUCKER WITH NO SELF-ESTEEM!
palepaw does not intend to scare the butterfly away, but it seems that his accidental encounter with mangle startled the beautiful creature and now frozen blue eyes watch mournfully as the insect flutters away. "oops," is all he can say in his defense, slender shoulders rising and falling in a shrug, as if to say, "oh well." the handsome young apprentice saunters over casually, inspecting the autumn-colored she-cat with interest. "what trick did you use to get it to land on you?" he asks in a joking tone, lips drawing back into a charming smirk. "magic? hypnotism? a prayer to starclan?" they are all ridiculous options, and it's clear he means none of what he says. it's all for a bit of a laugh.
satisfied with his teasing, palepaw rolls back onto his haunches several paces away from where the she-cat rests. "what's your name?" he asks, cocking his head to the side as he inspects her at a closer range. "my name is palepaw."
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haha thank you he is a sassy boy
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yes that would be awesome!
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I'M JUST A SUCKER WITH NO SELF-ESTEEM!
the young tomcat is silent as he approaches; those brilliant, ice blue eyes seemingly glazed over as if his thoughts are a million miles away. immaculately groomed cream colored fur is disturbed by the slight breeze, the soft dusting of blue tabby markings at his points stand out in contrast to the soft hue of the rest of his pelt. from his handsome visage to his uniquely colored pelt, palepaw is cold. expressionless. distant. all except for the charming smirk he constantly wears, the one that never reaches his eyes. in reality, the apprentice is extremely nervous to begin his training. he doesn't want to let down his mentor. and, most of all, he does not want to anger bearclaw. his father expects nothing less than perfection from his children.
as palepaw approaches ravensong, the young male offers his mentor a polite nod. "hello," greets palepaw. "sorry i'm late."
/ sorry it took me so long to respond!!
