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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;][sub]He wasn't going to go. He just wasn't the type, plus Budapestpaw was sort of putting space between him and everyone else right now. He had to adjust. Fireworks, parties, and loud voices everywhere wouldn't help right now. Tail obliviously tucking itself in between the beast's legs, he skirted the sidelines, pacing from side to side with his deep orange gaze focused on Kennedy.

  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px;][justify][size=11px]Crap. Fuck. Shit. Those words, and quite a number of more ... colorful, profanities ran into her mind as she saw Ramses coming towards her. She kept her emotions barred and her face neutral though, but for some reason, she felt her heart sink when he asked her. God, who the hell could she like more than Ramses. She knew for certain that it wasn't that Rinto dude over in ... oh, now she knew...


    Gentleknight. Yep, you heard me right.


    "I..." She murmured, knowing she shouldn't be silent. I mean, she liked Ramses. It would be fun to sleep with him, she would bet he was amazing in bed, but he was the kind of guy that as fun to flirt around with, she didn't know if it would become anything more than that.

  • Name: Willowpaw
    Gender: She-cat
    Looks: A beautiful light gray she-cat with a black paw and a black tail-tip


    Willowpaw eyed Budapestpaw curiously. He always seemed to separate himself from the rest of the cats. Willowpaw herself didn't care much either, she only cared for a cat when they got sick or hurt.