miss jackson, miss jackson, miss jackson [ OPEN ] are you nasty ?

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[fancypost bgcolor=gray; bordercolor=#000000; borderwidth=1px; height: auto; width: 300; overflow: auto; border-radius: 1em 1em 1em 1em; margin-top: -5px;][justify][size=1][color=black]Honey colored optics stood out in stark contrast against a coal colored coat. Muscles attached to it rippled slowly, their sheer power visible beneath thick, scar-free skin. They say a killer is measured by the amount of scars painted on his skin, yet at one glance, you could tell the black jaguar's worth as a murderer was not to be questioned. Ruthless, merciless, angry. Those were the words that would come to mind upon first sight of the brute. Often, those were the last words thought if you were being hunted.

Now, the beast walked slowly and deliberately, just the bare hint of a crooked smile present on his maw as the killer stalked into the camp.

He knew no one. No one knew him. He had been around, but not often enough. But now he was going to be appearing a lot more. Summerwine smirked at the thought as he rested on his thick haunches, huge head held high. His cold, calculating gaze swept over the members of BloodClan. He studied them, his expression unreadable.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: center; width: 300; font-size: 40px; font-family: georgia; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt #000000; letter-spacing: -2pt; margin-top: 9px;]SUMMERWINE REGIUM[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: center; width: 484px; font-size: 10px; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 0pt;]♚ bloodclan first tier ♚ g6 black leopard ♚ multiple possesions ♚ rapist ♚ difficult ♚[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=gray; bordercolor=#000000; borderwidth=1px; height: auto; width: 300; overflow: auto; border-radius: 1em 1em 1em 1em; margin-top: -5px;][justify][size=1][color=black]They seemed rather... confused. They were probably wondering who he was and why he looked so damn angry. They were probably wondering why they hadn't seen him before. The corners of the huge ebony feline's mouth turned up, as if he was amused by them.

Though it is in his nature to hate and kill, Summerwine is incredibly loyal to Bloodclan and would risk his life protecting its members. However, his true personality cannot be hidden. He cannot pretend to be someone he isn't. Now as he watched all these characters come and greet him, albeit timidly, he felt a pang. The black jaguar was not used to any emotion besides anger, and did not realize the pang was a sign he was feeling something he hadn't felt in a long time. Loneliness. Seeing all of these creatures made him crave for companionship, someone to rely on, yet he knew this was not possible. He was the product of hate and anger, not quite a demon but as close as a mortal could get. These thoughts would do him no good.

Now the coal colored jaguar turned his mighty head, studying those who had gathered around him. They appeared friendly enough, albeit confused. The expression on his smooth face remained neutral, unchanged, though his honey orbs did flicker back to Violet a few extra times. After a few moments of silence on his part, he decided to be polite and formal.

"Greetings," Summerwine rumbled in his thick voice, nodding once. He paused. "I am Summerwine Regium. How do you do?"

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: center; width: 300; font-size: 40px; font-family: georgia; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt #000000; letter-spacing: -2pt; margin-top: 9px;]SUMMERWINE REGIUM[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: center; width: 484px; font-size: 10px; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 0pt;]♚ bloodclan first tier ♚ g6 black leopard ♚ multiple possesions ♚ rapist ♚ difficult ♚[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=gray; bordercolor=#000000; borderwidth=1px; height: auto; width: 300; overflow: auto; border-radius: 1em 1em 1em 1em; margin-top: -5px;][justify][size=1][color=black]Well, he hadn't expected so many members. It was true that the ebony beast felt somewhat out of place; they were all normal BloodClanners. They were more relaxed, more comfortable, here. Whereas he felt the need to be uptight and formal, shielding his true personality in fear of being cast away. However the more he thought about it, the less appealing that thought seemed. This is BloodClan, for god's sake. It is a huge group of animals made up of killers, murderers, and rapists. He is not the worst. Summerwine was almost positive he was not the only creature born to hate and live in misery.

Now, the almost-black big cat turned his head to look at each of the members that had spoken, respectfully acknowledging them and their words, even though they had only introduced themselves. He suspected he was being a bit too formal, and tried to relax a slight bit. Summerwine loosened up his thick muscles, relaxing his posture to appear less menacing. Truth be told, he wanted them to like him. Though he'd never admit it, there was part of him, deep inside, that craved acceptance. A part that wanted to belong.

"It's very nice to meet you all," the creature rumbled, inwardly cringing at his voice. It was much too deep and slightly raspy. He actually sounded like he would be threatening them. "Pardon the formality, I am not accustomed to social situations and conversing is not a developed skill of mine."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: center; width: 300; font-size: 40px; font-family: georgia; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt #000000; letter-spacing: -2pt; margin-top: 9px;]SUMMERWINE REGIUM[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: center; width: 484px; font-size: 10px; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 0pt;]♚ bloodclan first tier ♚ g6 black leopard ♚ multiple possesions ♚ rapist ♚ difficult ♚[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=gray; bordercolor=#000000; borderwidth=1px; height: auto; width: 300; overflow: auto; border-radius: 1em 1em 1em 1em; margin-top: -5px;][justify][size=1][color=black]The ebony beast felt incredibly out of place. While they had the ability to chat as normal animals did, Summerwine had no idea what to do or say. What if he was mistaken in stepping out from the shadows? Doubts swarmed through his mind, pricking at him like needles. The more he stood there, surrounded by BloodClan's members, the more out of place he felt. The feeling grew worse as his shoulder was bumped by the coyote - nazeela? - with her paw.

"Oh, alright," the coal colored male rumbled, shuffling his huge paws and trying not to cringe. He felt a bit silly. He turned his regal head to acknowledge Morningpaw's words and then the feline known as Gienah.

"Why, if I may ask?" Summerwine asked Morningpaw, though he was full aware of why she had almost lacked the courage to speak to him. He was merely practicing his conversational skills; They were a necessity, after all. The ebony male then turned his head to the other feline - was she blind? - who had 'hmph'ed at him, golden hued eyes crinkling as he forced a small smile to appear his maw. Truth be told, it looked more like a grimace. Rarely did he smile. He paused and wondered why he had even bothered to do that if she could not see him.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, ma'am. I am Summerwine Regium,' he nodded, wrapping his long tail neatly around his paws.

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