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♱—— "thank ya kindly for indulging my timin' limits, both of ya," the tunneler's gravedirt voice rings out in the relative quiet of windclan's moors at dusk; the hateful orange sun is just beginning to duck beneath the horizon—she's lucky the moor-runners are so accomodating today. then again, she supposes badgermoon knows as well as she does that the last thing luckypaw needs is a mentor made sore and limited by the sun's attack. they pad alongside her fellow mentor, perhaps half a pawstep behind; it feels distinctly strange to stride beside windclan's large and respected moor-runner deputy, pawstep to pawstep.
still, she's honestly glad to see him and scorchpaw accompanying them today for more than one reason. for one thing, they do not wish to keep luckypaw from his family above the ground, despite the duties of tunnelers. that, and another reason—if luckypaw is her apprentice, he will never grow to be a nimble brute like badgermoon or carry scorchpaw's broad shoulders. she herself nearly died fighting that massive mutt of a warrior in the last battle, and only careful training and most importantly, practice, can help the tiniest windclanners learn how to hold their own against larger foes. enter the other pair—chosen as moor-runners, they both carry larger frames and broader shoulders than either cygnetstare or her apprentice. they should provide fine combat practice to help luckypaw acclimate, even though scorchpaw is still quite small thanks to her youth.
"i'm hopin' to, well, help luckypaw get used to fightin' bigger opponents early," cygnetstare voices these thoughts as they reach their destination, flicking her long tail. she's hoping badgermoon will approve of this idea, both as her fellow mentor and deputy and as luckypaw's father. the freshly healed wounds bracketing her neck are proof enough that the smallest tunnelers have to learn these skills to survive battle. pausing in place, they glance around, mewing, "we can stop here, i 'spose. happy to let you take the lead, badgermoon." she dips her head slightly, willing to take direction from the more experienced mentor.
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♱ cygnetstare — for their downy kitten-fur and perceptiveness (or uncanny gaze)
she/they ; afab gender apathetic — windclan — tunneler — 17 ☾s
—— cygnetstare is a corpselike chimera, split between long albino fur and a short black smoke pelt; their eyes are an unsettling pink. her creepy demeanour distracts from a strange fascination with death and an obsessive loyalty to windclan.
—— smells like grave-dirt and blood ; sounds like vc tbd ; speech in #BF959C, thoughts in #000000
—— peaceful / healing powerplay permitted ; attacks/contact in underline ; will start fights ; won't flee unless ordered ; won't show mercy ; will kill or maim
—— pansexual panromantic monogamist, single, not looking ; open to friendships, enemies, casual interactions, long-term romance, plotting ; not open to unplanned battles, flings
penned by dejavu— desklamp9 on discord for plots - battle stuff goes here for fights
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