into a land of enchantment // open; wings?!

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; height: 125px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify][font=georgia]Awaking with a pair of ruffled, snow white feathers folded to your sides softly wasn't the most settling way to approach the day, but the soft morning sun alighted like a candle, horizon folding nicely over the sea with a beautiful, flawless paint. The dove wings' tips flicked against Cottonkit's haunches, the alabaster kitten's pitch milk fur blending nicely with the sleek feathers. They fixated, eventually, after fluttering about while he walked, sheathing as Cotty eased into a seat at the shore, wings visible. They nicely suited him, really, the dove wings settling upon his sides as if natural. He barely noticed them, really, and was naturally startled when waking up to see them, but they felt flawlessly usual and he had decided to just go with it.


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    Well, Gracefulkit hadn't come in contact with animals that had wings that much. And so naturally, upon seeing Cottonkit with those interesting dove wings, wandered over and came right up to him. Her large eyes flickered over the wings for a moment. They looked natural on him, and he seemed pretty chill about them. However, she had seen him around one time before, and he did not have wings then. These were new. "How'd you grow wings?" She asked, plunking her rump down with a mildly puzzled look upon her face.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; height: 125px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify][font=georgia]Cottonkit turned to face her, the feathers ruffling a bit at her inquiry. How'd he grow wings? Pfft, Cotty was no scientist, merely glancing at the relaxing things before offering Gracefulkit a shrug. "I have no idea," He admitted, referring to many things. How he grew them, how to use them, what bird they also belonged to, etc etc. "All I know is they definitely weren't there yesterday."
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    "oh my, oh my." cherryblod breathed, gazing upon the scene. well, he learned something new. apparently, wings weren't passed down genetically unless orange lily's parents had winged caracal origins
    ... that really wouldn't make any sense.
    anyhow, cherryblod was happy for the young boy, no matter if one would consider it strange or not. wings were pretty and an up in battle. "they're most lovely." cherryblod complimented with one of his usual smiles.
    #cherryblodinsignia14

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    Woah, what the hell? Padding over by Cherrybomb, she peered at the wings for a moment before a soft smirk formed on her maw, nodding to him. "Heh, nice." You know what would be way cooler? Wings made of knives. Sure, they probably couldn't fly, and they'd look kinda weird... okay, they wouldn't be cooler. She just liked the idea of a lot of knives.
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    "Gnar want fly, too!!!" the Fennec announced as he bounced up to the scene, his little white sheet around his body. Well, it wasn't too white any more with him scrambling around the Clan lands. More like...dusty brown and a bit ragged at the edges.


    The fox made a running leap, attempting to land on Cherryblod's back and then bounce off. "Gnar flyyy!!!"


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