α мoυɴтαιɴ cαт мeeтѕ α ғoreѕт ғoх, wнαт coυld ɢo wroɴɢ?[p]

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    Just tell me why baby
    They might call me crazy
    For saying I'd fight until there is no more
    Urei wo fukunda senkou gankou wa
    Kankakuteki shoudou kurai ne
    blinded I can't see the end
    so where do I begin




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    OOC:- Roleplaying/Narration - - "Speaking" - - 'Thoughts' -


    IC: Another typical night, with thin clouds hovering in the sky with a tail wind that occasionally caress the rays of moonlight above to protrude shadows that slowly traveled inside ShadowClan camp, and among the exposed clearing laid a kitsune that fixated her amber gaze blankly at the rising source of light above. Of course, she was a Japanese Fox, what would you expect from her anyways, but she wasn't that much of a howler as well, it seemed rude and disturbing anyways for her acquaintances that are resting peacefully after a days work. Satsukiyami slipped a sigh from her parched throat, lowering her head towards the ground for the light to press against the tips of her lanky, black fur that seemed to glow into a beautiful silver lining when a cloud departed from its covered position. What really mattered to her was that it was a peaceful night with a cool breeze pressing against her side along with the warm temperature that wasn't worth complaining about, then again it wasn't that complete yet.[/fancypost]



    "I don't care if you're a summon spirit. I know who you really are. You've always tried tried your best and that's the Emil I love."


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    Kalika Attero prowled into camp, her heavily built shoulders rolling beneath her smooth, tawny pelt. To be honest, the femme enjoyed breaking the hearts of toms, and had already gotten around quite a bit... but today, she just didn't want to. Her heart wasn't into it. For once, she had fallen in love with a Snow leopard... only to loose touch with him. So lately, Kalika was feeling down, and slightly quiet. Putting a fair sized possum onto the fresh-kill pile. Shaking out her pelt, she shifted her gaze around the camp, soon catching sight of the fox. What was that smell? The Mountain lion had never smelled that before... it was strange, canine like but more wild. Shrugging, Kalika approached her, nodding her head in greeting. "Why, hello there! My name is Kalika Attero... and you are?" the femme asked, tilting her head.


    /Sorry, low muse./

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    Just tell me why baby
    They might call me crazy
    For saying I'd fight until there is no more
    Urei wo fukunda senkou gankou wa
    Kankakuteki shoudou kurai ne
    blinded I can't see the end
    so where do I begin




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    OOC:- Roleplaying/Narration - - "Speaking" - - 'Thoughts' -


    IC: 'Hmm?' Satsukiyami tilted her amber gaze towards the approaching mountain lion without swaying her head to the side, and from a distance the kitsune examined the figured she-cat before she came close. What really caught her attention was the lanky, tawny pelt that rippled the well built muscles along her shoulders that was easily seen with each paw step taken, although under her knowledge the genetics of such a species having multiple splashes of colors didn't seemed 'natural'. Biting the side of her lip, she doubted her mind on being so judgmental and rational of thoughts, and most certainly hypocritical when the black fox was under a position of odd, messed up genetics as well. Lifting up her head and shoulders into a straightened posture when the mountain lion approached her, Satsukiyami gave a responsive curl of her snout into a generic smile and almost gesturing herself with a paw along her chest. But, it only seemed to look as a quiver of her paw instead, for she held back her nonchalant attitude, "I'm Satsukiyami, but plainly Satsu is good enough for me," she swayed her two tails against the ground, sending dust lowly into the air carefully.[/fancypost]



    "I don't care if you're a summon spirit. I know who you really are. You've always tried tried your best and that's the Emil I love."


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