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Welcome to my Bio, random person. Yeah, my name is pretty redundant (Polaris - North Star, North... well north.)

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I live in the Philippines. I'm a student and life gets a bit hectic so please understand if I suddenly become more sporadic when it comes to replies.

I'm involved in a lot of fandoms (mostly anime) and as long as it gets my interest, I'll join. My range is from free to casual [or well, as long as I can get it from the post I'm replying to]. I'm more of a fantasy kid than a slice of life but I think I can join something like that. I'm not much of a romance writer so I keep myself to PG-13 and not exceed anything else.

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Location: The Clearing
Interacting with:

Stormflash seemed a bit uneasy as he changed his sitting position ever so slightly - something that shouldn't have been noticed by the others. Given that he did say he trusted Jaggedstar to handle the situation, he still didn't feel comfortable around the Lightclan leader - at least, whenever he spoke that is. The reminder of the previous deputy of Oakclan didn't seem to bother Stormflash that much. He hadn't been the deputy when Owlfeather was around - instead, only being there when Willowhisker was still alive. She was such an intelligent and sweet she-cat, it was a real shame she had to go. Though, perhaps her successor would prove to be more interesting than she had been.

From what they were seeing right now, she was a bit hard-headed and very ambitious. While Stormflash cared much for the formality of these kinds of events - and also the hierarchy that the clans possessed, the mere bravery of the she-cat had been most entertaining. He wondered how everything would go once she would ascend to the leader position - something that would undoubtedly happen soon. After all, Oakstar was rather old already and it wouldn't be too long until he extinguishes all nine of his lives. Not that Stormflash wishes it upon the Oakclan leader - simply something to muse about whenever you don't have anything else to do.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when Jaggedstar's booming voice announced the start of the Gathering. The voices that could be heard had now disappeared. Stormflash eased on his position and waited for it to end. It's not like he would actually do anything since his leader was present. Among the cats, though, he spotted Spottedblossom near them. Ah yes, the stray she-cat. While most of the warriors in Cliffclan were most accepting of cats being accepted to the clan, they weren't nearly as nice to the Queen. Perhaps it was because she was a stray cat who lived among two-legs for most of her life before being found by one of their warriors and being welcomed by the leader. A small part of him wondered why she had been picked to go to the Gathering as well, but he quickly dropped the subject in his mind and waited for the leaders to speak about the current conditions of the clans.



Location: The Clearing
Interacting with: Softwillow @The Elvenqueen Frostwisher @ViolentViolet Sagepaw @Canidae

Tigerfall had been about to respond when Frostwhisker and an unknown kit had come towards their position. Oh? So she finally took on an apprentice hm? The two had become medicine cat apprentices around the same time, and while he succeeded his mentor earlier than expected, it was quite a wonder to see that Frostwhisker took her sweet time in getting an apprentice. Then again, he wasn't planning on doing so if not for Softwillow's insistence on becoming his apprentice. Accepting her had been rather easy once he found out that she had quite a strong connection to Starclan as well. It hadn't been a long time since she's gotten her medicine cat name, but to think that he would already have a full-fledged successor when Frostwhisker only began training one.

However, his first reaction to seeing her wasn't as cheerful as hers or his apprentice's. He turned his head towards the she-cat who was lying down and then said, "You're too stubborn for your own good Frostwhisker." He pointed out before continuing, his ear twitched, showing his annoyance. "You're expecting kits. It should be fine if you didn't attend the Gathering." Her being a medicine cat aside, it should be normal for a queen to stay behind. He didn't exactly know the date of when she had started showing signs of having kits, but he was pretty sure from her condition that it wouldn't be too long until she would have to give birth to them.

Tigerfall let out a sigh, knowing that the she-cat would respond in some way that would state that her having kits would be no problem at all, and that she would attend no matter what... or something along those lines. The gray tom looked towards the apprentice who Softwillow was talking to, reassuring that the Gathering might be nerve-wracking at first but that it's fine and he shouldn't worry. He supposed that he should greet the young one as well - the other medicine cats had been rather nice to Softwillow when he first brought her there. "Yes, it is a pleasure to meet you Sagepaw. My name is Tigerfall and I'm the medicine cat of Cliffclan."

His eyes then trailed over to the leader's log when Jaggedstar announced that the Gathering would begin. "It's time to be quiet now you two. It's starting."

Location: Courtyard / Interacting with: Abigail (@RumikoOhara) Victoria (@HokumPocus) Elly (@OliveYou) / Mentioned:


Edward couldn't help but smile at her and then said, "Too true, I guess you all don't really get nervous all that much anymore." It was part of the reason why he admired the performers. They were the kind of people who can quickly adapt to their surroundings. Of course, some aren't as natural as the others - but a little bit of training and experience is all they need before they can perform like they're singing in their own bathroom. Well, he never dreamed of going onstage with everyone's eyes on him so he didn't have to worry about any of it anymore. His sister, on the other hand, was another matter entirely. He swore he heard her mention that she was interested in becoming one of the idols of Japan.

Shaking the thought out of his head, he focused back on the petite woman in front of him. Oh, she was definitely a foreigner, and from the looks of it, she's a full-blooded foreigner. Keeping his smile, he introduced himself as well. "Edward Ichibane, pleasure to meet you." He then laughed and scratched his cheek - a very light shade of pink appearing. "Now isn't that a bit too much information?" Though, it did appear to have been made for good fun so it didn't matter. But Edward had never been an expert in reciprocating these kinds of jokes.

Edward placed both arms behind his back as he continued to listen. He wasn't familiar with the area of her birth since he's never been outside of the country because he was never given a chance to. His mother might have mentioned it though, but if she did, he remembered very little of it. He shrugged and then said, "Can't say I'm familiar with the place. Never set foot out of Japan ever since I was born." He admitted and then nodded. "I'm a producer. Used to work in the booth, but they put me in the producer's position in my old job." He explained. Seeing as they would probably get to know each other more, it wouldn't hurt to drop some history here and there.

The blond male placed a hand on his tie, an instinctual response once there was silence of if he was feeling even a little bit nervous. It seems that he just can't seem to put his hands on one place and stick with it for now. He observed the girl in front of him - if only because of the silence. She was rather small, as was mentioned earlier, but it looked like her personality was a far cry from the demure, cutesy type of idols he usually saw. He liked to think of himself as a good judge of character - based on how his job would revolve around this - and he could tell that she was the unconventional type of girl. Not that he minded, diversity was something he always liked when it came to films or even performers.

The momentary silence was broken by another voice. Edward turned his head towards her with a smile on his face, one that was admittedly more natural than the one she had on. "You could say that." He replied. There was something with the green haired woman which seemed to put Edward on a state of mild unrest. Perhaps it was because of how unnatural her movements were? Edward wasn't aware of this as he had brushed it off as soon as he felt it because who was he to feel that way to a performer? "It's rather exciting to see what's in store for us. And how about you?" He curiously asked the female.

Edward placed his hands behind his back again, green eyes wandering around as he waited for an answer. He soon spotted a red haired girl off to the side who seemed to be watching them. Edward inclined his head to emulate a bow, and gave her a smile. He wasn't going to openly invite her, just in case she didn't actually want to join in. After a moment, he turned back to the green haired girl and Abigail.


Location; Washington Square
Interacting With; Devin Lumier (@WolfLover)


Perhaps fortunately for Katalina, and unfortunately for himself, William hadn't actually been sniffing around for anyone familiar. He'd rather see the sights with just that - sight. He wasn't intentionally trying to track anyone down, so scents tended to mingle together and he didn't even think to check. Though the feeling of unease never left his person, he still tried to enjoy the festival as much as he can. After all, that was Volber's intent. Or at least, William hoped that was the case and not just the older werewolf just really needing a helping hand. The guy may not express himself well, but he's really nice so hopefully that was the case.

After walking around, he finally arrived back at the food cart. Volber had been lounging outside with a cigarette stick between his fingers. He had closed up the food truck for a while since he was also on break. It wasn't like there was an influx of customers either since they were all filled with food from their truck or from the others. The owner didn't look especially worried about losing income so it's safe to say that it wouldn't really matter if they closed down now or not. They noticed Blaine walk by and waved at her.

It put him at ease to know that their Alpha was now there with them.

"Had fun kid?" Volber asked before he took a long drag from his cigarette and let out a puff of smoke, looking at William with uninterested eyes. There were things Volber was known for - niceness, helpfulness, intimidating and the likes. However, he really wasn't good at showing any of these - except for anything that has to do with intimidation since that came on without much effort.

William shrugged. "As much as I can enjoy parties, I guess." Without anyone to hang out with and only the overbearing sounds of the festival to keep him company, he actually did find it difficult to enjoy himself. While there were some booth games that he highly enjoyed since it really tested his senses and his perception, the others were just bad for him. The other food had assaulted his nose as well and while it was usually appetizing, it mingled with the scents of sweaty bystanders and garbage which lessened the want to try out the food - though he still did at one point. He tried to block his nose as much as possible during that time, and even now.

Before Volber could continue, Devin had approached the pair. The older werewolf looked at him and then gestured for them to proceed. "We're on break anyway. Take the kid." He replied nonchalantly before going back to smoking. William was tempted to reprimand him about using the cigarettes considering how damaging they could be to humans, but more often than not, it didn't matter much to werewolves such as themselves. They were built on stronger stuff than the humans, who could smoke for a lifetime before feeling the adverse effects of it.

He then walked with Devin and then asked, "What's the problem Dev?" He then crossed his arms as he listened to his teacher ask. The French accent was rather distracting but he had gotten used to it. After some time of hearing it over and over again, it had been rather easy to understand what he was saying despite the accent. What he asked was rather troubling, and William did try to forget about it since he wanted to at least have some form of fun this evening - despite all the sounds pounding down on his eardrums and the smell invading his nose. But it would seem that he cannot escape the fact that there was something wrong right now.

William slowly nodded, rubbing his arm with his right hand. "Well, yeah. Me and Volber felt it when we got to Washington square." He replied. He then looked away for a moment and then continued, "Volber told me to just lie low for now, and see what happens." He then linked his hands together behind his back. The brown haired male was now becoming more and more aware of his surroundings - picking off scents that he knew and those that he didn't. Beyond the scents of food and normal humans, he could smell other supernaturals around. Was that Katalina? How could he have missed her? Such a shame. He could smell Blaine too, somewhere around there. It made him think about why he didn't approach her earlier. Then there was his witch friend, Vivienne, along with her grandmother. He should probably greet her later.

But then came what he didn't like about being the uncontrollable increase in awareness of his surroundings that he had been mentally trying to hold back as per training. Everything that was present now came into his senses with a much more aggressive touch. Assaulting him with the vast amount of scents that mingled well with each other was not good for him.

He then looked back at Devin, placing his headphones back and then covered his nose with an arm. He could definitely wait this out. From what he felt, it would only last around two minutes or so - and that would be perfectly fine. He hated going like this - it felt like it would be a beacon to hunters that he was something different. William coughed and then said, "There's definitely something wrong here. Blaine's here though. Shouldn't we... you know, report to her or something? It may be potentially dangerous for a ll of us." He was pretty sure that if they, the werewolves, could feel it - then the other supernaturals could as well.
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Makes sense yea that he'd discharge it through whatever stopped him.


It'd be instinctual at first - his body doing it for him, before he actually learns how to freely discharge electricity willingly.
@1Charak2

I imagine that of he were to suddenly stop with electricity still coursing in his veins, his body would instinctively eject some electricity onto the object that forcefully stopped him (like a all) but only enough as to not kill him. So technically, he would still suffer injuries but he wouldn't die.
@AngelofOctober

Ha, sure boss that sounds good to me.

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