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[Astralprojection]

[align=center][div style="background-color:;color: #a9a9a9; width: 480px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"] Astralprojection was only an apprentice which meant he couldn't really do much. Well, that wasn't all that true, but there still wasn't a lot to do in Windclan. Hunt, eat, sleep, play. It was a pretty boring routine he'd put himself in. Hm. Even if he wanted to do some huge, fun thing he doubted anyone would want to join in. Or better yet he'd get yelled at since he was only a kid. The silvery white domestic yawned, his already ridiculously tall form growing an inch only to shrink back down. Boring, boring, boring. Ever since his mom, well, died everything had been pretty darn grey for him. At least he had some friends.

"Alright," Astra called to a group of animals, "I don't know ya'll, what's your names?" It wasn't elegant or particularly kind, but he wasn't that type of guy. Besides, who cared? He's try to be more polite when someone wanted it. So far nobody had really cared except some elders. Whatever, elders were always bitching about this or that so that didn't even faze him. Lazily he yawned, barely hiding his face with a paw.

[Wendy]

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Wendy Marvell!
THE WORST IS YET TO COME

The same could probably be said for her, she was still in a way an apprentice but she was most likely older then Astralprojections was. Though she tended to just sit back and watch if it was something she couldn't exactly do, or try at the very least to help out a bit. Hunting and fighting was something she knew about to a certain degree but she pretty much preferred healing over those. Healing was her strong suit and even if she knew just the basics for now, it seemed pretty decent to her. "Uhm, shouldn't you give your name too?" she questioned, forgetting to give the supposed stranger her name.

[ima weep when astra calls her littlespirit just to realize she doesn't exactly remember much from FF]
[spoiler=info — updated 1/2]
[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ Wendy Marvell| Squirt, Wendy| Female
★ Bisexual
★ Single | ½ Carndy
★ Littletalks xx npc | G1 | Mentor - N/A | Former mentors- n/a
★ 12 months | Feb 8th 2016 | ages realisticly
★ Apprentice  of WindClan

RECENT EVENTS:
★ Joined WindClan

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Remembers currently nothing of her past life.
★ Faceclaim is Wendy Marvell from Fairy tail

PHYSICAL:
★ Domestic feline [birth] | health: 100%
— A smaller then average Grey tabby w/green eyes, skinny and long furred, carries a brown bag around her neck.
Major injuries- N/A
Minor injuries- N/A

PERSONALITY:
— Friendly | Caring | Earnest | Faithful
— Artful | Formal | Quiet | Moralistic
— Ditzy | Cowardly | Insecure | Passive
— Wendy is very cowardly, afraid to fight back or isn't willing to attack others even if they give her a reason too. But she does have moralities, she knows what is okay to do and what isn't, thanks to past experiences from watching others. She does however end up crashing under pressure from others when told to do something, something that bites her back. Wendy also has a bad habit of either stuttering or pausing when she's saying something.

POWERS:
★ None

INTERACTION:
★ Makes friends very easily
★ Easy physically | Very easy mentally | as little to no training
★ Doesn't start fights | Avoids them | will dodge attacks
★ Attack in #C0D9DB
★ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
★ If you want to plot or have a thread just send an pm![/spoiler]

[ghoul]

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pointed off-white ears darted up at the sound of the two apprentices conversing, his body uncoiling from his rest to join them, stretching out his slender legs before walking. wander was unfamiliar with both of them which caused the anxiety to take its grip around his throat, making the thought of speaking seem like a painful choice; one he wasnt so sure he was ready to make. his steel blue eyes watched the two, wander made  note that it appeared this was their first conversation as well, and it soothed his worries to the point he felt confident enough to part his lips "h-hello." he said, his eyes avoiding either one of the pairs gaze "im wander."

[/sub]

[spoiler=tags]
[sub]general:
name: wander
gender: trans male (he/him)
age: 9 moons
sexuality: demisexual panromantic / single

interaction:
will not start fights ・will dodge if attacked
open to romance and flirting
can powerplay peaceful/nonviolent


personality:
basic:
・ not naturally violent wander will keep a level head in most situations; it is very out of character for him to start a fight or even join one for that matter, unless its in defense of someone very close to him
・ he can be very awkward in conversation and not pick up on social cues or be very blunt when he talks, is not mean spirited however
・gets uncomfortable in large groups and prefer one on one interactions
・ a loner who craves companionship and intimacy but if you hit on him he'll just think you're being nice
・ a huge nerd for plants and nature as well as going on adventures
・ deeply afraid of fast running waters due to trauma

physical:
health: 100%, no injuries
basic: an offwhite domestic born short hair with almost silver pale blue eyes. small in size, slim.

scars: three thin silver scars running down from outer corner of right eye down along his cheek and finishing at the top of the neck where the jaw bone is; unnoticeable to the common eye[/spoiler]

[Astralprojection]

[align=center][div style="background-color:;color: #a9a9a9; width: 480px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"] His name? Well, she already knew his name, right? This new world, or place, or whatever it was might have confused her. Still, it hurt. He'd gone through a lot of people leaving, or just straight up dying, so this wasn't anything knew. Wait. He was just being stupid, Lit remembered him, it was impossible for her not to. "Yeah I guess so," his eyes narrowed, "Uh, Lit? What's up?" The words were just a bit slow, not really hostile though. Just a bit nervous.

The boy's bright purple eyed softened when he focused on the stranger. Thank God he didn't have to deal with Lit's weirdness. A casual, warm smile greeted the other, "Sup! My name's Astralprojection, it's pretty long though so just call me Astra. This is Lit, she's acting weird." Gently he bumped her shoulder with a teasing look.

[Wendy]

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Wendy Marvell!
THE WORST IS YET TO COME

If astra was aware that she hadn't planned on leaving the other world, nor had she planned to die during a torture but she was unaware of that all. So in a way she was a reincarnation of the Lit that Astra knew. Hearing the other apprentice call her Lit, Wendy herself was confused a bit, did she know this person from somewhere? "Huh? Lit? Th-That isn't my name..." one could hear the confusion in her voice as she spoke. The nickname or name did hold some sort of familiarity when she thought about it but that was it, nothing else came to her when she thought more on the name.

Astralprojections? Once again the same feeling was there again, and when she got to actually look at Astralprojections the same feeling seemed stronger in a way. "I don't understand why your calling me lit... but my name is Wendy Marvell, but you can call me wendy" she said her green eyes blinking as she stared at Astra.

[spoiler=info — updated 1/2]
[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ Wendy Marvell| Squirt, Wendy| Female
★ Bisexual
★ Single | ½ Carndy
★ Littletalks xx npc | G1 | Mentor - N/A | Former mentors- n/a
★ 12 months | Feb 8th 2016 | ages realisticly
★ Apprentice  of WindClan

RECENT EVENTS:
★ Joined WindClan

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Remembers currently nothing of her past life.
★ Faceclaim is Wendy Marvell from Fairy tail

PHYSICAL:
★ Domestic feline [birth] | health: 100%
— A smaller then average Grey tabby w/green eyes, skinny and long furred, carries a brown bag around her neck.
Major injuries- N/A
Minor injuries- N/A

PERSONALITY:
— Friendly | Caring | Earnest | Faithful
— Artful | Formal | Quiet | Moralistic
— Ditzy | Cowardly | Insecure | Passive
— Wendy is very cowardly, afraid to fight back or isn't willing to attack others even if they give her a reason too. But she does have moralities, she knows what is okay to do and what isn't, thanks to past experiences from watching others. She does however end up crashing under pressure from others when told to do something, something that bites her back. Wendy also has a bad habit of either stuttering or pausing when she's saying something.

POWERS:
★ None

INTERACTION:
★ Makes friends very easily
★ Easy physically | Very easy mentally | as little to no training
★ Doesn't start fights | Avoids them | will dodge attacks
★ Attack in #C0D9DB
★ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
★ If you want to plot or have a thread just send an pm![/spoiler]

[ghoul]

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[sub]
tension seemed to fill the air around wander, his nose twitching ever so slightly in response, this astra and.. wendy? lit? he wasn't so sure of her name anymore, but by the look on both of the strangers faces, it seemed they didn't either. they seemed to know each other and acted friendly, wander was unable to pick up on anymore signs of the two's past time together. the off white tom played with the dirt beneath him nervously, but looked up at the pair all the same, "so..." wander said bluntly, hoping to break the silence "anything fun to do around here?"

[/sub]

[spoiler=tags]
[sub]general:
name: wander
gender: trans male (he/him)
age: 9 moons
sexuality: demisexual panromantic / single

interaction:
will not start fights ・will dodge if attacked
open to romance and flirting
can powerplay peaceful/nonviolent


personality:
basic:
・ not naturally violent wander will keep a level head in most situations; it is very out of character for him to start a fight or even join one for that matter, unless its in defense of someone very close to him
・ he can be very awkward in conversation and not pick up on social cues or be very blunt when he talks, is not mean spirited however
・gets uncomfortable in large groups and prefer one on one interactions
・ a loner who craves companionship and intimacy but if you hit on him he'll just think you're being nice
・ a huge nerd for plants and nature as well as going on adventures
・ deeply afraid of fast running waters due to trauma

physical:
health: 100%, no injuries
basic: an offwhite domestic born short hair with almost silver pale blue eyes. small in size, slim.

scars: three thin silver scars running down from outer corner of right eye down along his cheek and finishing at the top of the neck where the jaw bone is; unnoticeable to the common eye[/spoiler]

[WINTERCLOUD]

When it came to being around species she was comfortable with, she was honestly glad that there were still domestic cats here and there at least. It felt... normal to the former deputy at least. The ivory hued female remembered when there was a time that there were only domestic cats and it felt weird and scary to see dogs running around that she couldn't identify. Wintercloud had been trying to explore camp, and had noticed that some parts of the camp almost seemed to be in shambles. She had also been able to find the tunnels, but didn't dare go into them on the factor that she feared that she would get lost and starve to death down there. Most of the day she had been spent resting, having not really had any substantial to eat due to her trip and everything. She blinked her golden optics though when she heard a voice in the camp, one of her ears perked. There was nothing unusual about the white domestic cat, except for her unusually long tail and some of the scars that covered her body she wasn't really all that different. What she was still worried about though was if there were going to be any dragons here and there, which she wouldn't exactly be able to attack without being completely squashed. Being in a foreign land made her somewhat uneasy, not realizing that these faces weren't even remotely rude but more on the side that they were welcoming and trusting to a stranger. She appreciated that, for sure. Moving her long appendages, Wintercloud began to make her way over toward the group. Astralprojection. A very strange name that she couldn't figure out the meaning for. She blinked her optics, and sat herself down, curling her tail around her paws. The former deputy seemed to distance herself from everyone though, even when she recognized Wendy not too far away from her either. A nervous smile was spread across the older female's jaws as she raised one of her paws and waved at the tom. "H-Hello. It's nice to meet you Astra. I'm Wintercloud." The domestic shorthair introduced herself, her voice still somewhat shaky despite her best efforts. The female still didn't smell fully of Windclan, obviously meaning that she was new here.

[Astralprojection]

[align=center][div style="background-color:;color: #a9a9a9; width: 480px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"]Astra made a face at Lit, or Wendy, before sighing. It hurt, it hurt a lot, but he couldn't blame her. He couldn't blame his mom, or Kate, or his siblings. At least he could blame his dad for being an awful, horrible animal. God, everything sucked. "Wendy... We know each other... Uh," lord almighty why did this stuff always happens? He just wanted to leave the place he had felt so much pain. Then, BAM, there to was again. "Well, my name's Astra."

Astralprojection had a more soft, tired look about him as he tried to pay attention to Wander. Fun? Who cared. "I'm sure!" The tom-cat nodded excitedly, "I mean, it isn't hard to make your own fun. Once I broke my jaw falling out of a tree, not really that fun. That was a bad example, huh?" Try to salvage what little coolness he still had he laughed awkwardly. Ears pressing against his head."I promise you won't break your jaw! Wait, sorry that's weird."

"Oh, oh hi! Can I call you Winnie? I'm not good with long name's. Real nice considering my own, huh? Jeez."

[WINTERCLOUD]

The domestic cat can practically feel something that was going on between Wendy and Astra. It felt weird to her on the account that when she lived in the clan, she was used to knowing everyone and why they usually acted in certain matters at least. It would mean that at least she knew what she was doing and what others would react on her decisions at the same time. She remembered all the faces that used to live in her home, but now they were most likely dead and she would probably never see them again. Was she fine with that? This was supposed to be a new start right? Get used to the strange faces was just the beginning step of all this and she was going to try her best to get used to being alive again. She didn't even remember her time in Starclan, if that ever even happened. What if her soul had just wandered around doing whatever it wanted? What if she had experienced something else instead of Starclan? What if this wasn't Starclan's doing?! The former deputy had to keep herself from completely panicking at the thought that this wasn't a Starclan gift. Who could have possibly cursed her? The only creatures that she remembered that didn't like her all that much were her own daughters and that was about it. Her mate loved and actually died along with her in the end so it couldn't be anything like that. Maybe it could have been someone from Bloodclan since at the time the two clans had completely hated each other. Wintercloud was lucky that the light hued male was starting to speak again to distract her from the constant raking thoughts that filled her mind. Wintercloud didn't know what it was like to be around others that had amnesia. He honestly thought that something happening to someone that caused them amnesia was quite rare in her mind now that she thought about it. The deputy couldn't remember the last case she had even heard of. A small frown had developed on her facial features on the factor of her thoughts and the confusion she was experiencing. However, it was obvious Wendy didn't seem to be unwell, and that was the best case scenario right when it comes to those that have amnesia? Her unusually long tail tapped the ground as she listened to the younger male's dark humor. It didn't really do anything for the female, as she had seen plenty of terrible things, so the thought of a broken jaw didn't face her. She considered Astra to be lucky that his jaw hadn't been completely deformed and remained in a way that it would have him with a permanent crooked jaw. As she can only imagine how difficult it would be to even eat or drink with such a disadvantage in the matter of survival. Although, she wasn't sure how the healing was compared from a domestic cat to one that was a dog. At least he looked like a dog anyway. When the other addressed her, she let a small smile grace her features for the time being. Winnie? That was definitely an interesting nickname that she has never had before, although it sounds somewhat like a kid name. Who is she to judge though? He was a kid after all. Despite having a different name than most apprentices when it came to clan life though. So, Wintercloud gave a small dip of her head toward Astra, her golden optics looking at him again. "That is fine with me. You can just shorten it to Winter whichever works better for you." Wintercloud spoke in a calm voice about the entire subject.

[Wendy]

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Wendy Marvell!
THE WORST IS YET TO COME

Wendy saw the look Astra gave her and she blinked her eyes once more, she wasn't sure what she was supposed to think about or even say at this moment. They knew each other? What? Maybe that was why the other apprentice seemed familiar but she wasn't sure if she could be sure since they could be lying to her, but she felt no distrust towards them. "Ah..ok, Uhm" she was at a lost for words, what else should she even say.

[spoiler=info — updated 1/2]
[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ Wendy Marvell| Squirt, Wendy| Female
★ Bisexual
★ Single | ½ Carndy
★ Littletalks xx npc | G1 | Mentor - N/A | Former mentors- n/a
★ 12 months | Feb 8th 2016 | ages realisticly
★ Apprentice  of WindClan

RECENT EVENTS:
★ Joined WindClan

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Remembers currently nothing of her past life.
★ Faceclaim is Wendy Marvell from Fairy tail

PHYSICAL:
★ Domestic feline [birth] | health: 100%
— A smaller then average Grey tabby w/green eyes, skinny and long furred, carries a brown bag around her neck.
Major injuries- N/A
Minor injuries- N/A

PERSONALITY:
— Friendly | Caring | Earnest | Faithful
— Artful | Formal | Quiet | Moralistic
— Ditzy | Cowardly | Insecure | Passive
— Wendy is very cowardly, afraid to fight back or isn't willing to attack others even if they give her a reason too. But she does have moralities, she knows what is okay to do and what isn't, thanks to past experiences from watching others. She does however end up crashing under pressure from others when told to do something, something that bites her back. Wendy also has a bad habit of either stuttering or pausing when she's saying something.

POWERS:
★ None

INTERACTION:
★ Makes friends very easily
★ Easy physically | Very easy mentally | as little to no training
★ Doesn't start fights | Avoids them | will dodge attacks
★ Attack in #C0D9DB
★ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
★ If you want to plot or have a thread just send an pm![/spoiler]