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    Alaska yawned, lips parting as she let go of last nights rest. She had gone to bed quite late, but Alaska wasn't really one to care. She'd yawn all day if she wanted, and fall asleep half way through lunch, but it was her decision to go to bed late, and her fault was it anyways. The chocolate smoke was quite confused with life in Bloodclan, everyone was pretty badass, that was not what confused her, it was just all the relationships going on. People liking others, talking about sex and making out, I mean, she was young and innocent so she didn't know much, but still… It was awkward, and she felt like a little black sheep because she didn't really care much about it.


    Alaska sat with a bored expression, leaning down to sniff at the little bird she was either going to eat, or dissect.

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    Battle tags::
    #Melloyello to invite me
    Mihael Keehl (Mello) Sartaq Arnoldii Espanol Rayan // Male // BloodClan // Warrior // Multiple Possessions ( tiger, polar bear, hawk, wolf )&& Project and Manipulate emotions && Memory Manipulation (Hypnosis too) && Ability to Absorb Spirits (6)// incredibly hard to battle // Put name in Red when attacking // Cripple (✔) // Capture is allowed


    Bonded to Nate river (Near)
    [color=red]Mello's Bio [Click]

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    ic:
    I must say that it kind of unnerved Mello as well, though he was too epic to show it. He would roll with the punches for now.
    "Ayo wassup?" he said, normally agitated tone taking over his vocl cords as he spoke. One skinny law in front of the other, he'd walk over to her in his cat body. Yes- the beaten up one. Yes- the one that would be scarred foevrr by the fire when he was a lot. Yes- the one with the twisted paw.[hr]

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    "Hey." She mewed, Smoothhh...
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  • "Bored much?" came the light-hearted voice of Lucifer Harbringer, approaching the duo on long serval legs. The spotted white male sat down, his short tail wrapping around his body as far as it could reach.

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    Alaska felt bad for Mello, he seemed to be rather beat up and torn up, but then again, who was she to judge? He probably had some heroic story behind it anyways, a tale you lived to tell. "Hi!" she mewed happily to the amber furred tom cat. Jazzy too came, and though she felt they were all solved, it seemed Jazper was a bit unnerved. "Hey! How are you?" Alaska asked enthusiastically to her friend (she hoped).


    Alaska smirked to Lucifer, she was very bored, but she had a lot of good friends to make everything feel better. "Tell me about it."

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    Battle tags::
    #Melloyello to invite me
    Mihael Keehl (Mello) Sartaq Arnoldii Espanol Rayan // Male // BloodClan // Warrior // Multiple Possessions ( tiger, polar bear, hawk, wolf )&& Project and Manipulate emotions && Memory Manipulation (Hypnosis too) && Ability to Absorb Spirits (6)// incredibly hard to battle // Put name in Red when attacking // Cripple (✔) // Capture is allowed


    Bonded to Nate river (Near)
    [color=red]Mello's Bio [Click]

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    [align=center]ic:
    Huh, t him, the story wasn't as heroic as everyone thought. Hell, no one even bothered to ask. Not that he cared though, anyway.
    "I don't think so. I've found everything..not too boring, since I came back." well duh, ass eyes, you were dead for a month. Don't expect everything to have stopped for you, Mello.

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    "Good, bored, but good. You?" She mused, because no one else showed signs of asking.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #242424; width: 40px; color: #dbd2bc; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; margin-left: -4px;]Bloodclan[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #242424; width: 40px; color: #dbd2bc; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; margin-left: -2px; margin-left: -1px;]1TeirTrainee[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #242424; width: 40px; color: #dbd2bc; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; margin-left: -2px; margin-left: -1px;]12moons[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #242424; width: 40px; color: #dbd2bc; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; margin-left: -2px; margin-left: -1px;]Female[/fancypost]
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    Alaska offered a smile to Aurora. "Hi? Who are you?" she asked in a nonchalant way, like they were discussing what to hunt or the weather. She was rather calm now, after being around the clan so much. She didn't feel like there was much stress now, and there wasn't much to worry on. "Well, I guess I'm bored cause then I had no one to talk to, now I'm not." she explained to Mello with a little tilt of her head and a stretch of her lean feline physique. "I'm okay." yeah, she didn't really know what she was feeling.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #242424; width: 40px; color: #dbd2bc; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; margin-left: -4px;]Bloodclan[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #242424; width: 40px; color: #dbd2bc; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; margin-left: -2px; margin-left: -1px;]1TeirTrainee[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #242424; width: 40px; color: #dbd2bc; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; margin-left: -2px; margin-left: -1px;]12moons[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #242424; width: 40px; color: #dbd2bc; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center; margin-left: -2px; margin-left: -1px;]Female[/fancypost]
  • [align=center][sup]Slithering towards them was the bright orange viper, who made a beeline for Alaska, whom was his closest and only friend in BloodClan. "Alassssska." Alcatraz hissed happily, attempting to wrap himself around one of her front legs.

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    "Hi, who're you?" she asked casually to Chilledcub. She had not seen him around, yet that may be due to the fact she was a new member. "Alcatraz!" Alaska smiled looking down at the slithering snake who had wrapped himself around her leg. She was getting quite used to her slippery little friend, and she was considering him the closest to her.

  • [align=center][sup]"Hello, Alasssska." Alcatraz rested his head contently on her leg, maintaining a firm but not overly tight grip on her foreleg. He immediately began to warm up - thank god for his queen of heat. "How are you on thissss day, my dear?"

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    "Jazper, call me Jazzy." She dipped her head in greeting, kind of expecting the same.
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  • [align=center][sup]"Alcatraz Praelium, it'ssssss a pleassssure." hissed the serpent, bobbing his spiky head in Chilledcub's direction.

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    "Doing fine, as good as any day I'd say." Alaska mewed kindly to her friend Alcatraz who had already wound himself up her leg. They'd be pretty sweet together, she could imagine them on the battle field, one biting unsuspecting cats, the other (if she ever managed to get good at fighting) slaying from above. "Alaska Luxure, pleasure to meet you." the chocolate smoke mewed with a little twitch of her nose, a habit.

  • [align=center][sup]Alcatraz could visualize that - the serpent and the feline, united in battle, slaying their enemies easy as pie. The son of Pontchartrain exhaled peacefully and then posed a question to the group at large. "Why isssss dark dark?" having been observing the shadows cast by the nearby BloodClanners, the thought had occurred to the first tier and he had been unable to resist voicing it.