If You Wanna Be - p, ivory - My Guardian Angel

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px;]ooc; laylee left the site because of family troubles and uh, we'd previously discussed how she was going to kill ender off when the time came so... she left and she said all characters were to be assumed dead.. I did us both the favor and killed him off the way she wanted him to go... Mystic hasn't handled it well because he died the exact way he promised her he wouldn't. (she had a nightmare he'd die that way and he told her that'd never happen)


    Mysticglow was just glad he didn't question her negative response to his idea, as she knew her 'I'm fine' stance wouldn't hold up, that wall was weak already without questioning. She listened however, to his next idea and found this one much better, this was a game she'd played once as a kit and with some great friends none the less. "Yeah.. That sounds like a better idea. I'm not judging," the serval responded quietly.[/fancypost]
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    tauren gave her a gentle smile, touching her shoulder with his tailtip. "You can hide first, Mystic", he said, beginning to turn to exit the camp. "Od love to count first.."




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px;]Now here was the difficult part, where was a silver serval supposed to hide? Her pelt was too bright to hide in the shadows but too light to hide in the snow. A frown creased her features before her blue oculars searched the area and her thin frame walked - imperfectly due to a shoulder injury - away to find somewhere to hide. Coming across an old twoleg chair, the Wyvern Squire eyed it for a small moment before crawling underneath it, giving a heavy 'oof' as she squeezed her wildcat bodice underneath.[/fancypost]
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    [align=center]IVORY.
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    - mystic is a really gorgeous cat ^.^


    Tauren had crouched down to the ground, his tail tip curled over his bright eyes. In head, he counted down from ten, flicking an ear with each passing number so he didnt lose count. As soon as zero left him, the serval sprang to his paws, calling out an 'Im coming!' before trotting off. The snow masked the femme's scent, so he couldnt really sniff her out. It was time to use those massive eyes he had been blessed with.


    Staring around, tauren looked for her. One would thing a cat with pretty spots like that would he simple, but no. Nope. Not mystic's. The tom picked his way through snow clumps as he searched.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px;]ooc; Mm, thanks <3 She's looked about the same even though she died. Before this she was a silver Bengal and now she's a mythical silver serval lol X)


    The Wyvern Squire drew in a quiet breath at the sound of paws passing by, her sapphire oculars widening as familiar golden paws moved past her hiding place. A grin cracked along her features as she remained incognito beneath the device, a soft sigh of relief escaping her thin bodice. Not as bad as you thought huh Mystic?[/fancypost]
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