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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]"Are all of you ready to go territory hunting?" Wolfram called out- assuming he had found the ones he were to go with. The territory wasn't really confirmed yet but it was probably good they got started with looking for places.[/fancypost]

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    [size=7pt]© funhouse. #itskey [align=center][font=georgia][size=8]& hawkclan aristocrat — twenty-four months old — captain of the 9th shinigami division — [abbr=calico female with left blue eye, right light blue eye. right side of body is furless and covered with scars and burns. right side of face is furless as well with the skin so badly damaged that his jawbone is seen in certain parts. blind and deaf on right side. has a wooden-handled wakizashi strapped to his back though he doesn't use in traditional battling.]appearance[/abbr]
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    [font=georgia][size=8][color=#7A7A7A]& attack in springgreen — physically moderately difficult — mentally very difficult — [abbr=calico domestic cat♀, jaguar♂]bodies[/abbr] — [abbr=shapeshifting, the sight, invisibility, scent manipulation, eye color manipulation, pelt manipulation]powers[/abbr]
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    [color=black]"hollow thoughts"
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#595959 bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia][size=9pt][color=#959595] [b]"Hell yeah,"
    Key growled excitedly as he joined Wolfram, grinning. "Got a direction yet?"

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;] ICHIGO KUROSAKI ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][color=white][size=16px][i] if i can't hold my sword, i can't protect you[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][font=times new roman]Why the hell was he chosen to do something like this to begin with? He knew pretty much no one that was going to be on the patrol had a bird body, while him, he had a quite large one, and this meant that he was most likely going to have to use it. It would definitely make it quicker for the group to search for the new territory and everything, but was shifting really worth it? Well it was too late now, as he had already taken his gear off and left it in Riverclan. If they were attacked by Hollow's on the way, it would be up to Keylime to protect them from everything, which wasn't exactly the best if there were going to be a lot spawning all the time. The unarmored creature padded toward the group, and now that he no longer had his gear on, his scars became more obvious across his skins. There was almost no part of his body that didn't have a scar on it. It was really surprising that his ears hadn't been completely shredded yet in battle. His face didn't really have any scars to begin with, and he was glad about that. He hated the scars that covered his body because it just expressed a lot of weakness that he had a while back, and it pretty much pissed him off. The cougar couldn't' remember the last time he had shifted, while actually it had been a while ago when he had gained his cheetah body, which yet again he never used but still had it. The large male had plenty of bodies to spare it seem, but he didn't shift because it was too painful. Compared to his domestic cat friends that were currently gathered in the group, he almost looked like a titan to them. Oh well, he was pretty much used to it by now. He flicked his rounded ears as he padded forward, just having enough time to hear both Wolfram and Keylime speak.[color=darkorange] "I'm ready. I'll be scouting the air."
    The Sentinel stated in a tone that felt like he wasn't going to have fun just shifting. It would take him a while to get off the ground when he was done shifting anyway because he would be in so much pain. But he would rather take the easy way rather than the hard one by foot.
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    [align=center][color=white][size=4pt]© Swiftsong
    [size=1pt]#hcactivityichigo #IchigoMarcavellio[/size] [abbr=cougar-Hawkclan-Extreme-Carries katana and wears leather armor-Shape shifting(horse,golden eagle, melanistic caracal, domestic cat, cheetah), super senses, invisibility, sight, pelt and eye manipulation, telepathy, molecule soundwaves and emotion manipulation, half demon, half death god, attack in Darkorange][font=times new roman][size=8]HOVER FOR TAGS[/size]
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    [size=1]jay was excited. exploring was one of his favorite things; back on the old territory, before the problem with the humans, he'd always manage to find the coolest places while he was out by himself - barium said so herself. but thinking of that made him sad - the old territory held so many memories, good and bad. he'd hate to see it gone, but it was far out of their reach. besides, a new home would be refreshing, right? the young tom approached the others on the borders a determined half grin on his face. "ready," he meowed.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 235px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]Well the over sized cougar wasn't going to wait for long. If he needed to while he was in the air, he would be able to contact all of them through his telepathy, and tell him to meet at a certain point. The large cougar sighed before taking a couple steps back from those that were gathered around to go on the trip. Then the sounds of pains snapping began. The last time he had shifted had indeed been quite a long time ago, so shifting from his current body to a an avian? Now that was a different story. A gasp escaped his jaws as slowly, his form seemed to grow smaller witch each sound of the a bone breaking. The worst part was when he could feel the organs inside of him rearranging themselves, and then the bones in his face breaking along with that. His tawny fur soon began to change as well, as it soon turned into golden brown feathers. His muzzle was then replaced with a brown beak, and his back legs changing into some kind of scaly limb. His eye color remained the same, but instead of having to eyes in front of his face, the eyes that were now placed on his skull moved slightly more to the side. His two front legs began to grow what looked like spiny fingers, before being completely covered in feathers. At this point, the former cougar felt like he was about to pass out from the large amount of pain he was going through. It felt as if his blood had been converted into that of lava, which was just great. Then, the sounds of snapping bones and shaping flesh suddenly stopped, and the golden eagle form of the Death God fell onto the ground where his pointed tongue stuck out as he breathed heavily. His body felt like mud at this point, but he would have to get up sooner or later. A couple more minutes passed before the heat in his body subsided, and he got up, his talons almost making a clicking noise on the ground. He was a large eagle as well, as when he spread his wings, he was about as tall as a grown human. "I'm linking our thoughts with each other in case none of you have telepathy. This way we can alert each other if we need anything. Just keep in mind, that we'll hear each others thoughts. Report anything that looks like a suitable place to live" Ichigo spoke calmly in his golden eagle body as he aimed to latch onto those that had gathered with his telepathy, creating several links. Especially since he had long range powers to begin with, it would make the trip a whole lot easier. Spreading his golden brown wings, the large creature soon took to the air, carefully manuevering through the tree tops. However, he wasn't used to flying unlike Silverstrike was in her owl body, and instead, of flying straight, he actually wobbled a little bit.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: 2px;] HAWKCLAN — ASSISTANT DEPUTY — [abbr=cougar-Hawkclan-Extreme-Carries katana and wears leather armor-Shape shifting(horse,golden eagle, melanistic caracal, domestic cat, cheetah), super senses, invisibility, sight, pelt and eye manipulation, telepathy, molecule soundwaves and emotion manipulation, half demon, half death god, attack in Darkorange]HOVER FOR TAGS[/abbr][/fancypost]
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