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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; width: 45px; height: 400px; background:url(https://farm5.staticflickr.com…10493699_706fce7052_b.jpg); background-position: left;][color=white]Hold on to this lullaby | [fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=darkgrey; borderwidth=3px; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 394px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=1px; overflow: auto; width: 270px; height: 130px;][font=andale mono][color=black]OOC: OOC TEXT HERE[/fancypost] [hr] [font=andale mono][color=black] Slumberingpaw | Female | Sharpclan [hr] [font=andale mono][color=black] No Kill/Capture/Cripple No Matter What [hr] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=1px; overflow: auto; width: 270px; height: 130px;][font=andale mono][color=black]IC: Slumberingpaw's jaw was set, her mind was ready. Her creamy fur was bristled and her violet eyes intense with rage. A small raccoon - not more then a baby, really - but still deadly raccoon stood in front of her, growling protectively. It was protecting a small den in which it'd settled, and now Slumberingpaw had gone off to fight the blasted thing. She was small, and she didn't doubt it would be a bloody and possibly fatal fight for both the raccoon and her, but she took stupid chances and told nobody about them, it was just her nature. She launched herself at the raccoon, snapping at its neck and trying to end the battle quickly. The raccoon was ready for her and dodged, but not before Slumberingpaw could grab its tail and leave a bloody mark where she'd bitten down on it. The raccoon flung itself at her, snapping and thrashing and trying to kill the pest of a cat. Slumberingpaw felt jaws lock on her left hind leg and she let out a yowl, snapping down on the raccoon's neck. It thrashed around as she held its neck steadily, killing the beat. Slumberingpaw dropped it to the ground once the thing was good and dead, before starting to groom her left hind leg where the raccoon had snapped its teeth on her, but she was otherwise unharmed. But she had ended the battle quickly, so it wasn't to be expected that she would have millions of battle scars from it. |
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; width: 45px; height: 400px; background:url(https://farm5.staticflickr.com…10493699_706fce7052_b.jpg); background-position: right;][color=white]Even when the music's gone |