why is the sun so bright? l private w/ kotek

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    Leaves crinkled quietly beneath Maquis’s light paws as he trudged through the silent forest. The sun’s rays lit the forest floor as little creatures scurried about. Was the hybrid hungry? Nope. In fact, he was full. What did he eat earlier? He didn’t know either.
    It was eerily quiet. Too quiet. Like one of those ‘quiet’ scenes in horror movies, and boom. You were dead. Without a doubt dead. Maquis was trained for surprise attacks however, so he wasn’t overly worried. Just… cautious and alert. He was out of BoneClan’s territory, and he’d strayed into unknown land. It smelled weird, that’s for sure.


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    Takusi


    //wah, I don't have Taka's template on this account, but I'll get a hold of it for next post!


    The dragon had never been a social creature. She had her imagination and her feathered friends, at that was all she really needed in life. Only one of the aforementioned birds was with her now, a kestral, who was perched quite proudly atop her scaled head. He had every right to be proud, the two had been together nearly from birth, when the curious Takusi had stumbled across the orphaned bird one afternoon whilst playing in a meadow. She supposed that was when her love for the animals sprouted, and it had grown ever since.
    However, when the black and silver dragon sensed the approach of a stranger, the kestral hopped down and instead favoured one of the spines sprouting from her neck, while the winged reptile made a getaway for the nearest hiding place- a dense oak tree that just barely held her weight.

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    //It's okay :3 and you haven't lost your literacy form the break 0-0


    The tip of his fur tingled, telling him that someone nearby. Lately, Maquis's senses had been lacking spectacturlay slow, and finding doctors was the last thing on his mind. They didn't really do anything, just tell you what's wrong and expect you to pay a huge price for one product that could potentially kill you.
    Just as the hybrid was about to take a slow step forward, a burning sensation was felt on his ribs. Hissing, Maquis twisted around and almost looked like a dancing wolf. The leaves scattered around him, alerting almost every creature in the forest of his presence.
    "Stupid ants," Maquis growled as he squashed a couple of fire ants with his teeth. There were little bumps on his skin. And they were itchy. Like really itchy. So itchy that Maquis would probably bleed to death. Slight exaggeration, but it could happen! The hybrid looked around. He had a basic knowledge of herbs since they were essential if he needed recovering while in battle. But rashes was the last thing he thought he'd encounter. *, what's the correct herb?
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    //that's good to hear! ^^ Especially since I wasn't very pleased with that post, hah


    From the dipping branch the large but thinly-built dragon was perched upon, Takusi could see the squirming creature, and focused her hearing on him to see what he was fussing about. She though she might have heard the word 'ants', but she wasn't sure. She was covered head to toe in scales, so it was extremely rare she encountered problems with bug bites, or any other type of skin irritation really. But she thought it must be quite annoying. She was rather empathetic, but that didn't stop her from being overly reserved and a huge sceptic. She'd only ever known the bad of the world, and never had the chance to see the good. She was still a child in so many ways, despite being two years old. (Then again, for a dragon, two years weren't that many.)
    Nonetheless she resorted to keeping silent, watching the odd creature scratch and look around, wondering what he was searching for. A herb? She was good with those, and knew a few that might do the trick. Birds were rather susceptible to mites, so she had sought out a few treatments. Lost in thought, though, she didn't noticed the branch crackling underneath her, and before she knew it she had fallen to the ground. Almost immediately getting back to her feet, the startled dragon rushed to find a new hiding place, electing to hide behind a small bush in her panic. Needless to say, it didn't hide her very well.


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    //do you have a subaccount for Taku?


    The hybrid lightly whipped his side with his snake-like tail in a whip form. It was painful enough to release a grunt from him. He poked around while his tail slapped his sides till it was probably more painful than the rash itself. Whilst Maq continued to look like a horse searching for the next patch of good grass, the crackling of a branch caught his attention. He couldn't fight in this state, and was quite cautious and alert when he heard a faint thud from somewhere.
    This was bad news if someone was looking forward to messing with him. Despite getting frustrated at the state he was in, Maq walked towards where his senses located something big and scaly. Although he was part blind, Maq could see a figure behind a quite small bush. A hoarse laugh escaped his lips. "Ya think that small bush will hide ya massive a.s?"


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    //yeah, but it's unfinished, I'm really bad at giving my characters full profiles XD


    Oh, she'd been spotted. No good. She remained where she was, keeping her head behind the bush while her disproportionally large wings stuck out awkwardly. She had the structure of a big dragon with the build of a small one, but her wings gave away the fact she fell under the large class, being far to big for even her fully grown body. She eyed the unfamiliar hybrid through the branches of the shrub, and sighed, figuring there was no point in staying in place, and lifted her head up to it's usual height, pushing up out of the crouching position she'd adopted while attempting to hide. She didn't say anything though, she just quietly sat there, scratching at one of the scales on her cheeks. Her kestral was still sitting quietly on one of her silver quills, peering up over the top of her head and past her horns at the male, curious.


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    //#relatable


    The hybrid frowned, wondering why the other was taking so long to reply to him. Although she shifted her body where her head was visible, the other still didn't say anything.At least she doesn't look like she wants to fight me, Maq huffed, his tail slapping his side again.
    That was when one of Maq's senses discovered something else, the dragon wasn't alone. They indicated feathers and a sharp beak with a small body. It didn't take him long, however, to figure out what it was.
    "What's a bird doing with a dragon?" Maquis muttered quietly, a thoughtful expression on his face before coming up with... zero conclusions. "Hey, why do you have bird with you?" Maq spoke up, thinking it best to ask her. Maybe that'd get some words out of the dragon.
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    Takusi's dark blue eyes, which were brought out by a ring of small, white feathers growing around them, glinted at the mention of the bird. She lifted her chin, and the bird with the pale brown feathers chirped and shrunk back in surprise. "Is something strange about it?" she asked bluntly, voice dull and guarded. She was one of few words, even if she wasn't around a total stranger. If something could be said with few words, why bother dragging it out? It didn't make sense to her. She turned to watch as her feathered companion hopped onto the ground. "Haneshi," she warned him quietly, leaning down to his ear, "keep close." She tapped on a shining object hanging from her thin, serpentine neck, and Haneshi got the message, making sure not to wander too far from Taka's side.
    Content, Takusi lifted her head again, focusing on the weird animal in front of her. He smelled funny, she could pick up the unique scent even with the distance she had put between him and her. Had she wandered into clan territory without realizing once again? Or had he strayed past his group's boundaries? She wasn't sure.


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    //sorry for late reply xc


    Man, it was hard to get a proper sentence out of her. Replying with more questions was his job, not hers. But what Maq know? He didn't even know the correct herb or mixture to stop the ever-so-itchy rash on his side. The hybrid gave a big sigh before replying slowly to the dragon. "Yes, it is," Maq replied, "And it's even stranger with a big beast hiding behind a small bush," he added as she lifted her head.
    He was going to add more relating on birds and how he could hear the small creature, but she was giving him a strange look, as if she was trying to solve something. Maquis contemplated on his looks in his head. He might appear weird, but he considered himself unique-looking. Not the handsomest of faces, but at least he kept others intrigued.
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    //hey, out of curiosity, what other clans do you have characters in? I'm thinking about officially hoping back in to one but i'm torn as to which one to join. >w<


    Taka kept her wary, keen eyes on him, tail occasionally swishing to the left or to the right. She had feathery ears, which could be compared to a rabbit's in shape. They were of a medium length, not rounded nor pointed, and glinted silver in the sun. They flickered, an outward display of the gears turning away in her scaly head. "I never thought it strange," she murmured. "They're friends."
    Her eyes flickered to his irritated flank and, with a sniff, she whispered something to Haneshi before lifting her head and uttering a sharp whistling sound. He immediately spread his wings and took flight. It wasn't long before he returned with an item in his talons. Landing, he dropped it on the ground before Takusi. It was a small jar, which she carefully removed the cover of and cautiously held out. "This will ease the itching."


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    // hm.. well I do have a 3 month old female kitten that has is an alliance litter between thunderclan and riverclan
    And Maq has dual-alliance with darkclan, shadowclan and blizzardclan. That's about it because I don't have time to keep up with every account :c


    Friends. That word made him cringe. Enough to forget about the itching for like, what, 5 seconds? Acquaintances were alright, neither of you knew anything very personal about each other. But friends? Man, that was a weird relationship. It meant telling some personal things to someone who had the potential of destroying your life. Both of you rely on each other, or at least one of you, and although Maq was surprisingly a reliable type of guy, it just didn't settle well with the hybrid.
    His eyes cast a glance to the sky as the bird he suspected took to the air. He was left pondering what type of bird, since his knowledge on them wasn't very strong, before it returned back to the dragon. His eyes curiously focusing on the jar the bird had brought, the dragon opened it's lid and held it out to him. Taking note of her cautiousness and the bird perched nearby, Maq muttered his thanks as his tail grabbed it swiftly and rubbing it onto his side. It wasn't long till the itch became merely just small red bumps, yet there was no itching to be felt. "What's your name?" He asked as he lifted his head back up, pleased with the quick process the herbs had taken.
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    //oh, I see. I have a character in ShadowClan, but he's not the most active right now. I'm hoping to bring his muse back up though.
    I also have an idea for a new character (who is almost directly based off of the character Yato from Noragami, lol, I just really wanted to rp his personality) but I'm not sure what clan to put him in, suggestions?


    Takusi hesitated when her name was requested. "Taka," she answered. It was a nickname, but mostly everyone she knew used it to refer to her. It just felt more comfortable than using her real name, with how socially anxious she was. "Yours?" She did feel rather content, though, seeing that her medication appeared to have aided him quite a bit. She liked helping people, and harboured rather powerful maternal instincts, though she never saw herself having any children. She would never trust someone enough to let them get that involved in her life. She didn't think it was wise. She idly tapped the object hanging from her neck, a dark blue cylinder with her name inscribed on it. 'TAKA', it read, scratched out of the stone with care. The sound it created when her claw struck the surface gave the impression of a hollow object. She didn't know how much longer she would hang around. Depending on how things went, it wouldn't surprise her to be frightened away, but the hybrid didn't seem like too bad of a guy at the moment.
    Then again, the bad ones always surprised you.


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    //crap, im horrible at giving advice but, im basing these out of characters i've seen through my own eyes, thunderclan or knights of eden.
    + sorry if my replies are completely sloppy/slow the next few days :( i totally didn't get into trouble and am definitley not sneaking in when im supposed to be asleep


    Taka, huh? That was an interesting name. It sounded like she came from a tribe or such, but judging from how reserved her personality was; their tribe, or whatever, seemed to be quite isolated. Or it was just her personality, which was just fine for Maq. Totally fine. Another mystery to ponder about while he got lost in the woods. Just perfect. It wasn't a mystery really. He honestly didn't know what it was, but it did seem rather interesting. That's when he remembered the question she'd given him. His name? With this kind of personality, it'd be fun to mess around. A small smirk appeared on his maw before replying slowly to the reptile.
    "My name's Toby, but I'm mostly called... Senpai." It was a lame attempt, yet he managed to let a small chuckle escape his thin lips. However, Maq refused to be proper and instead trudged closer to the dragon, his senses invading her personal space. "What's that thing hangin' 'round your neck, huh?" Maq asked, his senses feeding him more information.
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    //*too lazy to use taka's template*
    Ah, I see. I'll definitely check both of those out then. I don't think I've ever had characters in either clan, except for when I was still a newb here with a ThunderClan kit probably. XD
    And that's alright! ^^


    Takusi was startled by the sudden invasion of her space and nervously hopped back a pace, keeping her head high, suddenly wary of him. "Toby? ... Senpai?" she asked, unsure. Was this unfamiliar male lying? She didn't believe that to be his name. Would it be rude to verify? She didn't know, so she just went with it. She was definitely back to feeling incredibly unsafe, though, and shifted her paws anxiously. Her ears perked at the mention of the shiny object, and she gazed down at it. "A whistle," she answered simply, holding it delicately in her silver claws so he could get a better view, but not letting it get too close to him, as though she was worried he might snatch it. She was paranoid like that. She studied the four letters engraved onto the whistle, placed there by her own claws, keeping watch on 'Senpai' from the corner of her eye.