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A spotted form lay still on one of the dark sand beaches. His flank rose and fell, but not often. Coldpaw was, well, out cold. The young serval had simply washed up on the beach, his future unknown and sprawling ahead of him like a vast ocean. Who was he? And where was he from? These answers he could not even answer himself, at least not for the time being.

His eyes flashed open, hazy and not fully aware. He saw fuzzy shapes of rocks and cliffs coming into focus. Coldpaw groaned, feeling his whole body ache.

"Where the hell am I?" he choked out, coughing up some water as he did. "And what the hell happened to me?" he asked further, letting his head fall back on the warm sand.

hi hello just joined this wonderful clan

:') just getting back into roleplaying after a few months break,, hopefully i'll remember to be active

"What...Hawkclan? I...okay. Sounds reasonable." he mumbled, trying to pick himself up. The lanky serval managed to stand on shaky legs. Washed up, huh. He almost laughed. "Well I have no idea how I got here, so if you'd be so kind as to welcome me in..." Coldpaw added, grinning despite his waterlogged body. "I'm... Coldpaw. Yeah." sounded right, although he had no idea where the name came from. The boy hacked up some more water, feeling a tad embarrassed.

"I think...I think I'm okay, thank you though, you're all very kind." he said gratefully, shaking his pelt slightly. Thankfully the day was not cold and he was able to dry off in the sun. "It's... nice to meet you, b-both." the boy said to Imperia and Littlestar.

Holy crap. This meeting was fire. Coldpaw listened intently, trying to get a feel for his new home. When Lit mentioned his name in the long list of joiners he grinned self-consciously, looking around slightly. And oh yeah, the famine. What a time for him to arrive. He realized he hadn't eaten much, or rather, anything, since he arrived, but that was mostly because he had been too busy hacking up water. Well, and as soon as it has started, it seemed that it had ended. Cool. That was really cool, he mused.

Coldpaw blinked slowly as someone came crashing by him. His spotted head raised quickly as he looked after the sound-maker. Huh, a cat. he mused, getting up slowly and padding after her. "Are you...alright? Did you l-lose s-something?" he stuttered, seeing her searching eyes.

ok so my bab here is coldpaw, a reincarnation of hollowmoon, former leader of phantomclan (the sanctuary)
- he lives in hawkclan now, so keep that in mind :')

so because of his past life of meddling with spirits and his discovery that he was essentially merged with a malevolent soul named Sol (what a pun)

so now coldpaw is free from all that and he doesn't know about his past life, and he gets EXTREMELY uncomfortable when people mention ghosts/spirits/demons

okay so what i was thinking is he meets a cute guy who's actually a demon/ghost/spirit but coldpaw doesn't know it and it gets revealed to him somehow and he's super conflicted because he likes the guy but how can he really like the guy if he's a demon and a potential threat? i don't know how this plot would end but hopefully it ends well

but if you have something better I really want to hear it because COOL LOVE PLOTS ARE THE BEST!! ok thanks for reading my stream-of-consciousness

Coldpaw grinned, a little uncomfortable with all the attention. He shrugged, hoping to get away from the crowd and explore on his own. He somehow knew Hawkclan was a good place, he didn't know how, maybe it was some sort of premonition from a past life. He just knew he would be alright here. "Thanks, I'll make sure to a-ask you if I have any questions." he muttered quietly to Imperia.

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yeah that could work! just wondering, where does shaketramp live? because it's fine if they're in different places, but if he's in a place that's not allies with hawkclan it might be a little difficult

but it can still work i really like shake's personality + appearance (demon doggos are so cool )

alright, awesome!

do you want an interaction thread? perhaps shake could come visit hawkclan and they could meet?

^^ sure! interaction thread with coldpaw?

Coldpaw was still getting used to his new home, Hawkclan. Things were nice here, he knew it, but there was something a little off. He felt as if he belonged somewhere else, like he was in the wrong place. But, he was sure these feelings would pass.

The lanky serval sat in the forest, away from the camp. He was taking a walk to clear his mind and take a break from meeting so many new people and trying to memorize their faces. He shook out his golden pelt, the blue spots shimmering slightly in the light. He blended in quite well, to be honest, as the dappled sunlight camouflaged his spotted fur. His steps were quick and light, hardly a sound could be heard. Coldpaw wasn't trying to hide, but rather disappear from the bustle of social interaction for a couple hours. The sounds of Hawkclan faded away into the distance as the young male trudged on.

thread here!

i'll make! c:

edit: thread here!@Vanillabean

Coldpaw was trying really hard to get used to his new home, which is why he was currently wandering around the connected treehouses, trying to find his own place to stay. He didn't mind sharing with someone, but it would be nice to find his own room. Turning a corner the young male saw a treehouse that looked fairly empty, but he couldn't be sure. "Hello?" he called out cautiously, approaching the doorway. He took one last glance around, and decided to just suck it up and try knocking on the door. So he knocked, and hearing no response, went inside. Thankfully, to his relief, it was empty. "Awesome. New crib." he muttered, smiling to himself. He propped the wooden door open and got around to cleaning out various leaves and debris from inside.

"Oh, yeah that's right. Nice to meet you!" he replied, remembering the name. Things like body changes were confusing, sure, but Coldpaw found he was able to keep everything straight in his head. "Have you been in Hawkclan long?" Cold asked, wanting to know a little more about this new acquaintance. Surprisingly, despite knowing nothing about his own past, Coldpaw was able to socialize fairly well, only experiencing slight awkwardness.

The serval was alerted to the presence of another, his ears pricking up in attention. A greeting was spoken and Coldpaw sighed, realizing he would have to talk to another person.

"Yeah, hello." he said, his tone friendly. He padded towards the voice, seeing what seemed to be a medium sized canine. Making sure to have a slight smile on his face, Coldpaw stepped out into the open, approaching the german shepherd. The first thing he noticed were the horns, and then the wings. Not a red-flag to Coldpaw, no, he was used to strange appearances. Everybody was different, he had observed, and this stranger was no exception.

"Are you from Hawkclan? Sorry...it's just, I'm new and haven't met everyone yet." he added with an apologetic look.

He nodded at her words, "Well, uh, this might be weird, but c-could you...explain the ranks and positions here? I'm a little confused with the new environment and such, I can't seem to figure out all the titles they're using." he then asked, sheepishly looking down for a moment. It was true, he had difficulty with all the unique positions that the clan used, definitely different from...wherever he had come from. So he figured asking someone who had been in Hawkclan a while would be able to help.