you've lied all these years [RiverClanner Visits?] and i'm all broken into tears

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    [justify]Amberheart, Assistant Deputy of RiverClan
    [hr]<< Amberheart ∞ RiverClan ∞ Assistant Deputy/Lifeguard ∞ Female ∞ Chocolate Tabby ∞ Difficult ∞ When attacking and/or interacting with, place name in #e85ac9 >>




    << Ability to absorb spirits (0/9) ∞ Ability to take away another's pain ∞ Ability to possess, reincarnate and see the afterlife ∞ Invisibility ∞ Memory Manipulation ∞ Project and Manipulate Emotions ∞ Telepathy ∞ The Sight ∞ Super Senses >>
    [hr]Amberheart nodded, then turned to Jag. "An assistant deputy simply does not act so harmful," she informed, "If I was, would I have the position I have now?" she added.
    [hr][font=times new roman]From the glowing embers of your spirit
    came a little warmth of your love,




    Together we set it in a cozy little spot
    safe from the world up above.




    As time passed day by day
    conflicts caused great winds to blow,




    But you cupped your hands around it
    and it just flickered with a brilliant glow.




    They say that nothing is forever
    but I don't believe that's true,




    That little candle in my heart
    is a loving peace from you.


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    "He's not ready to be a father.... even if it's not r.pe and just with the one he loves." She whispered- ok, a bit louder than a whisper- to her mother.

    [color=black]"How would I know, huh? You don't become a high position in The Skulls for being a goody-goody.", the jaguar mix replied, almost burning in anger./color]

    "Yes, and I regret nothing. It was your choice to drag your ass over here and go into enemy territory.", the jaguar mix countered, growling in anger.

    "Yes, but the whole reason this happened was you. I was captured during my wedding and you just had to win because of some stupid shagnai or however it's pronounced contest, and just when I was headed home you drunk some rum and mounted me! I dragged my ass back here to talk to you about it. I'm very angry."

    "I don't get why you don't understand- I DON'T CARE. I took you during your wedding, yeah, so why didn't your manly husband come and talk to me about it? You can go cry to him! And I didn't even win the shanghai contest, so fuck off."

    "Yeah," CocoaKit shot up. "Daddy." She let a mocking smile cover her muzzle. She did not like her father. Maybe calmtides is better, she thought.

    ooc; Wait... just got major plot idea explosion. What if one of your kits sneak out and find Jag, then don't hate Jag like Cocoakit does? Then they keep sneaking out or something, and then want to stay in The Skulls?
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    "I can't take care of everyone, you know. I have a life, and you aren't a part of it. Go whine with Dapper and Catteranmae, if you have a problem with having kits!", the jaguar mix growled. The she was getting on his nerves, extremely. What would Voltaire think if he showed up, the Riverclan assistant deputy trying to work things out with someone who r.ped her like a husband and wife? Jag knew exactly what he would think. He would think 'fucking. wussy.'

    ooc: But, Cocoa doesn't hate him.



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    And catt is happier than ever Jag r.ped her, SHE IS FREAKIN OVER FREAKIN EXCITED FOR BABEHS


    ic: Cocoa growled.

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    ❝ Who am I but the worst? ❞
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    telepathy ☠ memory manipulation ☠ multiple possessions
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; width: 450px; overflow: auto; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: white; text-align: justify;]"Can somebody explain what the hell is going on here?" the first mate asked, arriving on the scene. It seemed as though there was nothing more than a family argument going on, but it seemed rather bloody or whatnot. Now, the flame point considered himself decent at negotiations and peace treaties - he had managed to get them neutral with HawkClan, after all - so he'd try to fix this if it endangered his group. "If you explain it to me, from both sides, I could perhaps help you," he stated, nodding to both Amberheart and Jag.
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    Amberheart sighed and turned to Bismuth. "I wanted to talk to Jag about something he did to me." she looked over to Cocoakit, then the deputy. "Jag here--" she was afraid to explain and a felt a bit awkward to say it to the deputy, but she had to. "Jag raped me..and I had kits..and I wanted to work things out with him."