It's just you and I tonight - open (vent)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; margin-top: -26px;][glow=#ffdab9,2,300]Why don't you speak it out loud, instead of living in your head?[/glow][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; margin-top: -9px;][justify]//So I've had a pretty bad day.
    Someone has been getting rude to me all day and the worst thing is that I don't even know why
    I almost tipped water on them aswell which would of been fun
    So yeah this is the result of a bad day
    even though it's rushed, trigger and gore warning
    i can do better but yeah
    760 words oh mama



    [size=9pt]Clementine was angry. No wait, angry was an understatement. The little shiba inu was more that merely angry. She was seething with rage. Her eyes swelled up with tears of pure frustration as she stalked back to the Sunclan border. Blood was speckled over her normally neat and tidy fur and her paws were covered in it. None of the blood belonged to her. She was far too good for that. She didn't have a scratch. She made her way back, stalking past the border. The warm scent of Sunclan - of her home - drew her into a hug and she calmed down a bit more. But she was practically glowing a faint black due to her immense rage. It was a long story but had ended up rather bloody and gory.


    Clementine had gone off on a little exploration trip, looking around to see if she could work out the borders and what border belonged to who so she knew who was okay to f*ck with. She had made her way to the rather red expanse known as one of the many biomes of Colouredclan and felt a smirk grow. She liked to mess with these dudes seeing they had no problem messing with her own clan.


    She took in the crimson ocean of colour with a grin. It was just the place she would like. Red just the like blood that flowed from the corpses of her victims. Niceeeeee. The shibe grinned, tail wagging as she crossed over to go investigate. They probably would get all defencive and b*tchy but she didn't really care much. For all she cared, they could go suck a dick. She sniffed at the ground and didn't notice a Colouredclanner lurking around. "Oi, why are you here Sunclanner. Get outta here" A voice snapped, causing the divine to flick her ear and smirk. She drew herself up and turned around, amused yet innocent smirk plastered on her smug features. "And why should I? Are you gonna make me?" she retorted before recognising the amber seaglass necklace around the male's neck and stiffening. The necklace Mist had given her. "Why the hell have you got that?" she barked, stepping towards the larger feline with a cold frown. He let out a laugh and it was now his time to smirk. "Oh what this? Just a little something I stole. What's it to you?" he replied, rather glad to be getting under her skin.


    The divine felt her lips contort into a snarl as she stepped forwards again, coming now face to face with the colouredclanner. "It's mine so g-" she started but could not finish as the male shoved her back rather forcefully, causing her to stumble and almost fall. Clem snapped and growled, jumping forwards and aiming for their neck, conjuring a rather large knife to the side so that when they moved it would impale them. And her plan worked. The male thought he was smart and jumped to the left, letting out a scream as it pierced right into his side, causing him to trip and fall. Blood spurted out and she tore the blade out of the male. It was rather embedded into the flesh and she let out a grunt of annoyance. "You sneaky little *. God, I've met your kind before. All cutesy and adorable so no one knows what you really are like. You are a selfish, worthless little whore who goes around and takes it out on others. What, bad upbringing? Do you -cough- feel the need to put yourself out there you *ing attention whore." the male snapped, hitting a nerve in Clem.


    "I don't fancy hearing your voice any more" she said rather calmly although her eyes flickered pitch black. She smirked coldly and shot her paw out, hitting him hard in his stomach causing him to scream. This gave her the perfect opportunity. She grabbed his tongue and pulled it out, bringing the knife down and slicing it right off, blood splattering everywhere. She hummed in angry delight as his infernal screeching came to an abrupt halt. She huffed and plunged the knife into his throat, slicing downwards and slitting his throat rather deep. He hadn't died yet and weakly moaned in pain but she disregarded it, taking her necklace and huffing. She hopped over him and kicked dirt in his face as she left.


    And that brings us to present time.


    Clementine huffed and sat down against a tree, wondering how to explain her appearance of blood everywhere. It was a new fashion trend.
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    She had had bad days, people had pissed her off, but she could never imagine bringing herself to kill someone else because of it. Maybe if they had done something personally to hurt her or her family. Which, I guess, was this female's reasoning behind what she had done. However, Louvreart didn't know any of this at the moment. Although, if she did know, the fawn calico would never judge the other female for her decisions, even if Louvre disagreed with them.


    Smelling the blood first, the petite feline perked up, catching sight of Clementine covered in blood. Louvreart was momentarily shocked but then proceeded to race over, standing frantically in front of the stranger. [b]"Hey, are you okay?"

    She briefly thought of her power to erase pain and clenched her jaw, disregarding the thought. She didn't like to use that power - she believed it went against mother nature. "What can I do to help?"[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; margin-top: -26px;][glow=#ffdab9,2,300]Why don't you speak it out loud, instead of living in your head?[/glow][/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 200px; margin-top: -11px;]⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; margin-top: -9px;][justify][size=9pt]//thank youuu <3


    Clementine flicker her ear as she heard a voice. She barely acknolodged it. The thrill of murder had long fades and a heavy fatigue had decended. Well it was quite tireing to kill a piece of scum but at least the world was now one bit cleaner. She huffed, looping Mist's necklace back over her head and opening her hazel eyes, looking to Louvreart. At least her eyes were not black any more because not everyone knew she was a demon and it would be too much trouble to explain it to a stranger. "Oh, there's no need to help. I'm good. I just need to wash this all off" she said, looking to her crimson soaked fur.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 350px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial]/i know that feel bro
    i was harassed by my classmate the other day and it wasn't fun
    i hope everything gets resolved <3
    ew my lame post though


    Now here came this lump of fur most called a 'fox,' totally wigging out as he approached the bloodied Clem. He didn't like blood. It was a big no-no for him. The scent, the taste, the appearance- he knew that something wasn't right when red stuff was just leaking out of someone's body. What was there not to fear? "A-Are you sure? Do you need me to get a medic?" he would ask in a more frightened tone as he watched her pass by.


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