BUT NOW WE'RE STRESSED OUT ⎮ open, disappearance

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 430px;][justify][size=11pt][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px;][justify][size=10]/ HI GUYS, don't worry this is most likely temporary. I just need to take a break from RPing Buck, because I'm really burnt out w/ him!! I hope you guys all understand && who knows it might even just be a week or two. <3


    He was gone.


    The sun rising up within the blue winter sky, though there was no german-shepard moving around camp, busying himself in order to distract his own thoughts and keep his spirit light-hearted for the sake of many. If someone had been paying close attention, they would of noticed the former deputy had been missing since the evening before, and within the edges of the SunClan territory the stench of humans hung within the air mixed with Bucky Barnes'.


    The ground was a scuffle of snow and dirt, a clump of ebony hued fur that no douebtly belonged to the SunClanner. Heavy footprints within the snow as well, one of working boots. The scent of steel and tension within the air and not much further off there were tracks embedded in the snow. The smell of burnt rubber also held itself within the air mixed with fear as well.


    And now, Barnes was far from the SunClan territory, slumped within the back of a truck, pressing himself against the makeshift bars that held him in place along with other canines that howled and cried to where Buck had to squeeze his own optics shut. Every so often rocking back and forth as the truck rolled over a bump within the worn down road, and with every jolt the male could only continue to long for those within his home, especially the one who wore that red, white, and blue shield.


    They hadn't even given him a chance to say good-bye.


    + ALSO, sorry post is all over the place, eyes are mixing up the words !!


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][align=center][font=georgia]how your muse gets better soon <3 b/c bucky's a great character


    Dallas stood near the place where it all had gone down, staring at the large dents in the snow. It looked like someone had been taken. There was a faint grasp of who he was, and he remembered... did he? And just like that, he gave up on reaching it. He let out a faint sigh, his breath clouding in the chilly air. Even if he knew who it had been, would he care?


    He raised his head, looking around for someone who did care. Maybe they would know who it was. But it seemed like a leave had happened, and that was certainly never good. Perhaps SunClan's time was over now? Nah. There were new joiners every day, and all you had to do was hope that some of them stayed. Unfortunately, he didn't have much hope. "Anyone out there?"

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    /time for mopey/sad steve
    also what would they think of the metal leg lmao
    'this is very high tech for an animal'


    Steve couldn't find Bucky. How many times had these scenarios started like that? Steve would go searching for Bucky and he wouldn't find him until much later, and the relief as almost as crippling as the worry had been, but this time- this time it wasn't that Bucky had just gone off for a bit of alone time. This wasn't even a capture by The Exiles that Steve could retaliate with a raid, get back his best friend because- because humans had taken him and life just couldn't give them five minutes, could it? It was always dragging Bucky away from him by the scruff of his neck, down a cliff or through brainwashing or to another clan or simply a distance made due to all of the problems that stemmed from those problems, spilling oceans between them that he felt were nearly impossible to swim across, but he always tried anyway, and they'd always met somewhere in the middle, Bucky purposely fighting his issues with humor, Steve ignoring his own.


    "Bucky." The retriever stood nearby Dallas, reaching out a paw to brush it over the fur, jaw muscles jumping as he clenched them tightly. There was anger there, snapping in blue eyes, but there was pain, too, an ache brought because Bucky was missing from Steve and Steve was just- tired of losing the person who meant everything to him. Miserable and sore, lungs stuttering, Steve dug his paws into the ground, into the tracks, the only sign Bucky was gone, aside from the steady shattering of what had been haphazardly taped together too many times for him to count. "Damn it, Bucky." His voice was ragged, parchment shredded by claws.
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    /will be eagerly waiting for your return, bears <3


    If Kate had known of Bucky's fate, she would have considered herself very lucky to not have been one of the canines crammed unceremoniously into the back of a truck. But all her thoughts were occupied with the fact that James B Barnes was gone. The guy who she had known her entire life, and who had stuck by her. He had really grown on the little Labrador mix, like an older brother figure. There weren't too many of those people anymore, that Kate really knew.


    "Where.. where is he?" She asked the question aloud, gazing with a mixture of fear and confusion at Steve and Dallas, as if they had any clue as to where Bucky had gone. Somewhere inside, Kate knew that something had happened to him and that he probably wouldn't be back anytime soon. But presently the Silverblood wore her fear upon her face, stable thoughts slipping away.

    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; width: 450px; border: 1px; border color: transparent][justify][font=arial] he heard the soft curious inquiries from across the beach as he walked over in his cheetah form, honestly, that was a interesting question as he hadn't seen him yet either. the male no longer felt tension with the ex-deputy as bucky and mist were set in stone; or maybe it was, maybe not. still, hemlock was going on with his life and one could only hope that everything was going good for both of them. stopping beside kate, his lips pressed firmly into a line as amber orbs scoured the immediate area. his eyes leveled and a sigh fluttered out his lips as he scented the air, looking for lingering scents of the male. it was there, briefly mixed with so many emotions and scents that he couldn't concentrate on anything.


    hemlock wasn't nervous or scared, he knew that bucky would come back and knew that this was just temporary; buckaroo had been apart of the clan longer than many along with the other senior members and one just didn't disappeared. besides, bucky was a strong mofo. he'd come out fighting and he'd return home and so the male sat there with his eyes to the sky. but, how would mist feel about this?

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    AYY ILY BEARS, DW I UNDERSTAND <33 TAKE UR TIME BBY


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    selene anima-honorus harbringer ▼ sunclan ▼ warrior(ex-sunguard) ▼ female ▼ 19 months ▼ bisexual ▼ crush on camilla ▼ seafoam's precious little shit talker ▼ #selsc16


    [color=#50C2D3]powers
    absorption of spirits [0/9] ▼ manipulation of eye colour(ice blue normally, black when fangs are out) ▼ ability to glow(eyes glow after feeding) ▼ flower prints ▼ conjuration ▼ flavour manipulation ▼ invisibility ▼ soundwave manipulation ▼ scent manipulation ▼ ability to give & take pain ▼ ability to shrink ▼ ability to grow ▼ elemental powers ▼ manipulation of molecules ▼ memory manipulation ▼ multiple possessions ▼ shapeshifting ▼ project and manipulate emotions ▼ super senses ▼ xray vision ▼ heat vision ▼ super speed ▼ teleportation ▼ super strength ▼ super elasticity ▼ telepathy ▼ the sight ▼ time control ▼ phasing


    [color=#50C2D3]bodies
    lioness ( ref / main ) ▼ ligress ( ref / birth )


    [color=#50C2D3]battle
    name in bold #50C2D3 ▼ extreme difficulty ▼ no kill ▼ no capture ▼ will kill ▼ will injure ▼ will capture ▼ pm for private battle[/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center][size=1][font=arial][color=white]© phantasm | #tastemplates

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    ILY BEARBAE
    take all the time you'll need bby. we understand.
    we all adore bucky and u <3

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    [align=center][size=5pt][color=transparent]© counselor dreamíe #blackybby

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