BETTER KEEP UP [ANNOUNCEMENT] OR GET LEFT BEHIND

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    female -- skull -- the skulls[/fancypost]
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    [sub] #MELTEMPLATE Δ

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    "He stalks like the night,
    He sings like the four winds!"


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    [abbr=Lionstar/Sir Lion - Grandson of Grim, 1st Deputy of RiddleClan, son of Dreadwing - Immortal (7/9) - Male - Rook of The Skulls - Former Leader of RiddleClan]Info[/abbr] - [abbr=Shape-Shifting: Domestic Cat (birth body) - Lion - Black Elk - The Beast (1,500lb) - Forest Dragon (24,000lb) ⁞ Spirit Absorption - 7/9 ⁞ Glowing white eyes that go multi-coloured with angry, sad, etc ⁞ Can be Possessed by The Beast which turns him into The Beast ⁞ Super Strength ⁞ Elemental Powers ⁞ Memory Manipulation ⁞ Time Control]Powers/Mutations[/abbr] - [abbr=Hard, but Very Extreme when he becomes The Beast]Combat Info[/abbr] - Items


    Speech in Bold ⁞ Attack in Red
    …………


    Lionstar padded over and tilted his head a little out of confusion as he focused his gaze upon Miss Havisham. The Rook twitched his tail as he seated himself.


    The Rook was still on edge due to Remilia's disappearance which was not helping his paranoia in the slightest. So he stared at the she-cat with that sense of being... like a ticking time bomb.

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    "He is the death of all hope!
    He is the one that steals the children!"


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    [url=https://youtu.be/RWt6lLk5ucE?t=1m51s][size=8][color=#f6adff]New Vermilion Eclipse
    Ringing Noise, Hardest Chill
    Is It a Dream or is it Real?
    This Night Gifts You Little Bother
    It's Your Choice, Your Game is Over.

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    The dragoness bolted over, her little paws taking her as fast as she could go. A meeting? And Remillia hadn't called it? Something was Definetly up.
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    [color=transparent] #fezathesnowferra

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    MizuPaw padded over to where Miss Havisham said to meet. He sat down next to Mil. He was still in a grudge with Miss so he was a little angered at her going out of her place.





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    [align=center]Description:He is a shy lovable cat. He doesn't like to fight, or see fights. He loves chocolate, that is his favorite food, although it can kill him. And he stutters, but now has it under control.

    [align=center][size=25pt]MizuPaw



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    "Hello Nautical." he greeted the other apprentice, "How are you today?"





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    [align=center]Description:He is a shy lovable cat. He doesn't like to fight, or see fights. He loves chocolate, that is his favorite food, although it can kill him. And he stutters, but now has it under control.

    [align=center][size=25pt]MizuPaw



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    "I can understand why." he said with a laugh.





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    [align=center]Description:He is a shy lovable cat. He doesn't like to fight, or see fights. He loves chocolate, that is his favorite food, although it can kill him. And he stutters, but now has it under control.

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    track cx


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    [font=chalkduster][size=6px][color=black]©Juxtapose
    #juxtemplate

    [fancypost bgcolor=#; borderwidth=0px; height: NUMBERpx; width: 500px; margin-top: -20px][align=left]RAELYN! [color=azure] ➤ information || battle tags || powers || mutations


    [fancypost bgcolor=#; borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font: 8pt georgia; margin-left: -10px]Well, she might as well. Frowning thoughtfully, the little black and white she-cat trotted over to join the rest of the Skulls, ears and tail flicking. She was fairly certain that her mother wasn't leader here... Why was she calling a meeting then? And what was it going to be about?

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    female -- skull -- the skulls[/fancypost]
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    They were almost imperceptive, how small they were. The tremors that shuddered through her paws. Exhaustion, that must be it. All night she had been out... taking care of Remilia, it would make sense for her to be in a weakened state. With the muscle and the wings, it wasn't easy for her to drag the former Queen around at the distance that she did.


    But she couldn't falter, not at an unstable time like this. Fear was rampant with the leader around, everyone bumbled around, nervous and alert. There was no margin for error, for doubt towards her. She had come so, so far after moons of planning and carrying out her plan with everything that she had. Now it was time to reap her reward and claim her throne, proving to Roland, James, Toxicshock, Ringpaw, her mother, and everyone who'd believed in her throughout her life that they had not wasted their time on her. Her shoulders rolled back as she tossed her head before continuing.


    Licking her lips, she quickly ran over the words that she had so meticulously composed. As they spilled from her lips she would seal the deal. But, of course, nothing was ever so simple. Crowd-scanning, there weren't many surprises with all the usuals there, and their anxious, needy glances were to be expected. What was not expected were the confused eyes of a small, black and white she-cat. Havisham would recognize them anywhere. They haunted her dreams, her every pawstep with the knowledge that she'd failed them.


    It couldn't be. Raelyn lived in the Ivory Tower with her father, as she well should! What was she doing here, watching, evaluating? Her clipped voice barked before it could be stopped. "Meeting dismissed." The following events were a blur- her ears flattened to her scalp, curling into herself, leaping off of the stand and vanishing into the halls of the mansion. Miss Havisham would not- could not show her face for quite a time.
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    [align=center][size=25pt]MizuPaw



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    "That was weird." he said padding back to his room.





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    [align=center]Description:He is a shy lovable cat. He doesn't like to fight, or see fights. He loves chocolate, that is his favorite food, although it can kill him. And he stutters, but now has it under control.