A minute is longer than a second {private for vinny; a friend found}

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; height: 127px; width: 280px; border-left: 4px solid white; border-right: 4px solid white; border-radius: 1000px; margin-top: -13px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; height: 120px; width: 170px; overflow: auto;][justify][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=gray]She had left so long ago... And she didn't think she'd ever smell that familiar scent ever again. She sure didn't smell like that anymore. She smelled like the woods and her own sweet aroma.


    But.. There it was. Right in front of her. So strong she could practically see it swirling before her eyes. They were close, but she didn't know why. She had left without warning, so everyone must think she's dead. Drowned in the ocean that had bordered the home she remembers. She didn't know that the clan had moved. That the clan that even changed its name. After so long, so many years, of absence, she had been praying that she would just disappear, but that the same time she was praying that she would be found again.


    Seems the latter won.


    As she stood, her muscles yelled at her in protest. She had been crouching in her little hiding place for who-knows-how-long. So she had grown stiff and her paws had become numb from lack of blood-flow. She had to move, had to get out of here. But something was stopping her.. Did she want to see her family and friends again? Did they want to see her?


    No
    Of course not


    They thought she was dead and never went searching for her. So they mustn't have cared at all. No they did care.. No they didn't..


    The thoughts, so jumbled in her head, confused the femme so much that she just stood there... Staring at her paws... Her mind trying to process but unable to at the same time.


    That second being inside her mind.. That second persona.. It had caused her so much trouble when she was younger. She couldn't control that thing... So murderous and.. And.. Evil. That's why she left. She didn't want to hurt anyone else.


    But with that scent around, that thing was pushing at its boundaries again. Don't do this to me after all this time of peace she just thought as she stood there, eyes shut, hoping the whole world would disappear.


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    [/fancypost][color=transparent][c]Mystyeria , #mystyfancy

    [size=20pt]Vindicate Clemens[/size]
    "Good men mean well
    But we don't always end up doing well"


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    IC: He trusted that the caravan could navigate on it's own, so the winged blue tabby had swerved off the path a little, simply to see what was around. But something stopped him, it was a faint scent, he could barely recognize it, but it was something he knew a long time ago. But no, could it be? That was impossible, he became more cautious, his hazel gaze scanning the area, trying to locate that scent. But he was unable to track in down and their were no movements, no noises to give it away. He was at a loss at the moment.




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    Battle Tags: Vindicate Clemens/Republic of Arcadia/Consul/hard/carries a KA-BAR knife/no kill, maim or capture/Shape shifting (white winged and small blue tabby Main, Cheetah, Griffin), flower prints, Ability to control time/ bi-sexual/ boyfriend to Anima
    post in [color=olive]Olive     to attack

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    Once again gathering her thoughts and pushing that nagging pressure from her mind, the silver tabby flicked her tail and lifted her head to look ahead of her. She sighed and shook her head, there was no reason for the clan to see her.. She was a lost cause, MIA, *poof* disappeared without a trace. Not even her kits had survived their birthing since she was alone once she left. Turning around and pushing through some bushes, she found herself caught up on a massive cobweb. Medics would love to find masses this large, but not her. She sputtered and hissed in a annoyance as she shook her head so she could see.


    Blinking, she saw a black mass on her nose, thought it was blurry because it was so close. She nearly crossed her eyes to focus on it and found it to be a giant, black spider. Before even thinking of the consequences, she screamed and shook her head frantically, dislodging the spider from her nose and running through the undergrowth, creating quite a racket as she did so. Cobwebs stuck to her shoulders and ears, annoying the crud out of her. She slowed down once the panic ebbed away and she sighed, sitting down as she began to try and get the sticky cobwebs off of her sparking silver pelt.


    Her back turned to whatever direction the caravan was in...
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    [/fancypost][color=transparent][c]Mystyeria , #mystyfancy

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    [/fancypost][color=transparent][c]Mystyeria , #mystyfancy

    [size=20pt]Vindicate Clemens[/size]
    "Good men mean well
    But we don't always end up doing well"


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    IC: His gaze scanned the area before he jumped with surprise at the sudden movement. He started to follow it, perhaps it was a spy or some food? Whatever it was, Arcadia would probably appreciate it if he managed to capture whatever this was. As he was following, he became even more surprised to hear a scream and more movement and he jumped out to try to catch this person, who sounded ever so familiar, but whoever they were, they were gone and he nearly ran into the cobwebs they left behind.


    He picked up his pace after regaining his footing and he almost ran into the ghostly figure as she had stopped to try to get the webs off. "Whoa!" He cried out in both warning and surprise as he came tumbling forward, only catching a glimpse of the feline's pelt.




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    OOC: oh no, sorry, I must have missed this somehow


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    Battle Tags: Vindicate Clemens/Republic of Arcadia/Consul/hard/carries a KA-BAR knife/no kill, maim or capture/Shape shifting (white winged and small blue tabby Main, Cheetah, Griffin), flower prints, Ability to control time/ bi-sexual/ boyfriend to Anima
    post in [color=olive]Olive     to attack

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    She still had the earring in her ear as well from so long ago...


    She stood up and shook out her new colored pelt. "S-Sorry V-sir!" she stammered, nearly saying his name out there in the open. She spun on her heel to face the Tom-cat in case he got angry at the rogue hanging around so close to the clan's traveling path.


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    [/fancypost][color=transparent][c]Mystyeria , #mystyfancy

    [size=20pt]Vindicate Clemens[/size]
    "Good men mean well
    But we don't always end up doing well"


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    IC: He shook himself, quickly putting a some space between the two. He opened his mouth to apologize as well before he noticed the earring she had. He remembered that earring, his memories were brought back to a little cat he had helped install and earring into her ear for her. Could it really be? No, this one had black spots, she was pretty much all white from what he remembered. But he soon realized that he was staring at her, mouth agape. ..."Oh, sorry, heheh, you just look like someone I know." He apologized sheepishly, damn, he was making a fool out of himself in front of a supposed stranger.



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    Battle Tags: Vindicate Clemens/Republic of Arcadia/Consul/hard/carries a KA-BAR knife/no kill, maim or capture/Shape shifting (white winged and small blue tabby Main, Cheetah, Griffin), flower prints, Ability to control time/ bi-sexual/ boyfriend to Anima
    post in [color=olive]Olive     to attack

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    Never mind that.


    "Wh-Who are you?" She may as well say something so she doesn't act too awkward.


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    [/fancypost][color=transparent][c]Mystyeria , #mystyfancy

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    [/fancypost][color=transparent][c]Mystyeria , #mystyfancy

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    [/fancypost][color=transparent][c]Mystyeria , #mystyfancy