May 2013 Gathering {Open to all}

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    The form of a colossal, handsome and burly tom encased in luxuriously lubricious filaments pigmented a fiery ginger that emitted glow much like a brand of fire manifested himself from the shadows with the speed of melting snow. Emerald candies lit up attractive features against the gloom, fiery pigments splashing against the glass that held them from breaking free, mimicking the explosive fate of the constellations they sheltered. Like beacons midst the dark, his eyes spilled their colors into the dismal atmosphere, illuminating the oblivion that nightfall had shrouded his visage with. For with a stare such as his, it was difficult to lose sight of his presence in the darkness. Momentarily, the rather rough shape of his broad neck twisted to swing a well-shaped cranium to angle his visage to and fro, before allowing the plumed appendage sprouting from his rear to cast a slight wave, a gesture that mimicked the movement of a fluttering beacon as he seated himself with the opposing high ranks, angled concaved auricles rotating upon his cranium as he remained attentive for any important announcements. This was Pheonixwings.

    A young she-wolf padded into the clearing,but kept to the shadows,her brown fur,tinted with red danced on the light breeze. The black patch on her left eye made it look like she was missing her eye.

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    [font=georgia]He May Knock Down A Barrel


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    IC~ "HorrorClan." He said but added quickly "It's not as bad as you think."


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    [font=comic sans ms][color=black]But At Least He Won't Break My Heart.


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    The young she-wolf pricked her ears to the howling.

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    "I-it was" she said "he had just lost a life saving me and my cousin killed him right in front of me..."


    Rainkit turned to icepaw again, "no really its ok" she said to her. She turned back to dustpaw waiting for icepaw.

    Want to rp?

    Ooc: Well all you need to know about Tobi is he is the funniest thing ever. Everything else is classified in one way or another.

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    BUZZARD X



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    [color=green][font=georgia]IC:
    'Oh.. no..' Dustpaw gasped.



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