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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 420px; text-align: justify]The tiger found herself in neutral lands. No man's land was comforting to her; no fighting over territory, no anything. Just the sweet release of peace. She could do what she wanted when she wanted; nothing to worry about. It was nice; she'd lived her for awhile until she decided to rejoin a group. Lexa wasn't sure how to take it. She missed the luxury of clan life, however longed for the freedom of a loner's life.


    But now was not a relaxing, peaceful time for her. She had ventured out here for a reason. She had called upon her children to visit; she needed to check on them. As much as she despised children, she had a reason for having her own. She waited for them to arrive, taking a seat and fiddling with her knife.

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    Dreamkit made her way over, being one of th first to arrive. She had been looking forward to seeing her mother and all her siblings once again. The domestic cat held a happy expression as she sat herself down, "Hi mama." the different colored eye kit said. Looking around to see if any of her siblings would come in after her.

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-align: justify]Godlypaw had been beckoned by their mother. How... unfortunate. They despised their mother. The same mother that abandoned them, that dropped them a long, long time ago. But how could they resist? Part of them wanted desperately to be loved by Lexa, to be wanted. To mean something to the tiger.


    But that would never happen.


    Narrowing forest green eyes, the oddly-colored felidae found themself next to Dreamkit, offering their sister a dip of their ebony cranium before flicking their half-lidded gaze back to Lexa. What was this all about?

    finally, someplace she could drop the act. Thje cheetah cub whom would normally act all 'high and mighty', was now a wriggling bundle of happiness upon spotting her mother. "Mummy!" she said, her british accent squeaking towards the end as she raced over in happiness and excitement.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]The dutch shepherd dog padded over, broad grin on his face as he nodded to his siblings before focusing on his mother. He hadn't seen her in quite some time now. But he was settled in Boneclan now so there was no need for him to get caught up on any family issues like feeling unloved. He didn't need love. "Nice to see you all again" the canine commented as he sat himself down beside Godlypaw, casting them a light smile and a nod.
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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 420px; text-align: justify]Enough of her children had gathered for her to begin their little meeting. The tiger simply stared down at her spawn down the bridge of her scarred nose. So this is what she produced? She had not formed any opinion on them. Not yet. Maybe they would excel in their future years... No matter. With a sigh, she offered a curt dip of her head to each one of her children, however her expression was stone cold.


    "I've gathered you here today to take care of some business." She began, her voice cool and tone even. "We need a surname -- a last name. You all can't go around being known as the spawn of mighty Heda Leksa," she slipped back into her mother tongue for a brief moment, the accent rolling off her tongue. "Does anyone have any suggestions?" She asked, fiddling with her knife.

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    Dreamkit tilted her head to the side as she thought about it. But the young kit couldn't think of anything. Well, nothing super cool. And she didn't want to share her ideas if they were bad. Since she wanted to impress her mother not be a disappointment. So, the kit continued to think about it. Was nightblood a cool name? The different colored eye kit wasn't sure so she kept quiet. Looking at her siblings to see if they had any cool ideas for a surname.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]"How about Cadeyrn? It means battle lord or well battle king and I thought since we are such the fiery bunch a name like that would suit us" the canine replied after a few moments of thought. He liked the way the name rolled off his tongue. It was nice.
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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify]Not even a hello? Godlypaw rolled their eyes; typical Lexa. They had only lived with their mother for a few weeks, but they had learned a lot of the mighty tiger. They listened with dulled interest as she spoke; a surname? They weren't very creative, however hearing their brother's suggestion, they pricked their ears.


    "Celtic." Godly murmured. Ancient Celtic, to be precise. How they knew this? Well, they knew a lot of things about subjects that would never come to use in the real world. Like name origins. "Cadeyrn. I like it." They finally said. It was pleasant; the way it tasted was nice.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: #AFEEEE; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt;][justify] She flashed back into her ususal bratty persona at her mother ignoring her. who needed family anyways? It's not like she cared. "I'd hate to say it, but I agree with them," she said, her words icy cold, and her British accent adding to the affect. Who needed family, she told herself again.



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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 420px; text-align: justify]The ex-Exile Paragon quirked a brow. Cadeyrn? It was nice, she had to admit. She mulled over the name for a few brief moments before nodding slowly. "Good. Unless anyone has any objections, Cadeyrn it is." Lexa said. Her attention was then turned to Promise, eyes narrowed. What had got into her? "Be nice to your siblings, yongon." She murmured, her people's word for child slipping into her sentence. It was only natural -- after all, it was her first language.


    "Now," she continued, pulling her knife out of its sheath to fiddle with it. "How is your training coming along?" She asked, assuming all of her children had begun some sort of training. If they were to be the children of the old leader of the Grounders, they'd have to live up to her reputation.


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    [spoiler=tags]GENERAL
    lexa | genderless | 5 years physically | 5 year spiritually | npc x npc | ex-commander of the grounders | the rift | warrior | mother of 10 | single | pansexual panromantic | leans towards females | anti-social personality disorder


    POWERS
    free powers | shapeshifting


    BODIES
    tiger (main) | unicorn (current) | all free bodies


    INTERACTION
    hard physically | hard mentally | no kill | ask about capture | ask for plots | attack bold black

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    Dream was not old enough to begin her official training according Thunderclan rules. But she had been out on her own, catching whatever she could, "I caught my first mouse! And I fought a badger!" she said, proud of those two actions. Of course the badger could have killed her if her clan mates hadn't shown up. But she managed to get a couple of good hits before a clan mate killed the creature.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: #AFEEEE; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt;][justify] She lout out a soft hmph. "I already hunt on a daily basis... and I can outsmart any predator," she said, her pastel blue gaze proud. It was clear she'd never actually do the dirty work of killing or fighting viciously, she was to pretty for that.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]True's navy gaze settled on Godlypaw as they spoke, nodding as they mentioned it being celtic. He had heard of the name quite some time ago and held onto it and it was a good job that he had. His attention was then pulled onto Promise, eyes narrowing slightly as he listened to her words. Them. The tone of her voice didn't settled right with him. He was about to open his mouth and fire a bitter response when his mother spoke again, addressing his sister. The dutch shepherd dog huffed lightly, focusing back onto his mother as she spoke once more. "Hmm, training? I am a natural born fighter and hunter I must say but I haven't begun any official training yet. I'll get on it though if you want." the canine hummed with a nod.
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    And now Lexa was asking about their training? Oh...oh. What should she say? Everyone else seemed to have so many abilities; how could she even begin to compete with her siblings? Maybe she could lie...? But given how bad she was with words, she'd probably get caught out immediately. [b]"I, uhm, I've been practicing my chemistry, and I've memorized a few more formulas. And I found a safer way to make hydrogen peroxide!" Okuda would add. Now that was something she was proud of. It had taken a few days of experimentation.


    [spoiler=MOBILE TAGS.][size=8][font=arial][color=#5C536B]★ INFORMATION
    manami okuda cadeyrn ★ goes by both manami and okuda ★ eight moons old ★ birthday is november 7th ★ ages a moon per fifty posts ★ born female ★ identifies as female ★ heterosexual ★ biromantic ★ npc xx lexa ★ riverclan ★ apprentice ★ single ★ no crush ★ chemist ★ straightforward and honest ★ bad with words ★ introvert but kind ★ lilac domestic feline ★ #okudatas


    ★ BATTLE TAGS
    physically easy ★ mentally easy ★ no kill ★ ask for capture ★ pm to plot ★ name in 5C536B


    ★ POWERS
    invisibility ★ scent manipulation ★ soundwave manipulation ★ flower prints ★ conjuration ★ flavor manipulation

    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;] "Training? More like learning on the spot." Muttered the tall serval as he slunk over, ebony horned head low. Reindeerpaw took a seat a reasonable distance away from the rest of his bloodline, uncomfortable around too many other bodies. His solid black eyes were like stones of obsidian shoved into his eyesockets.


    He wondered if his mother knew of his demonoid lifestyle, but instantly doubted it. She knew little of him. Honestly, Rein hadn't been to a clan since he was old enough to leave his mothers side, so he grew up guessing. But he did plan on joining BoneClan.

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    Fashionably late. Like always. But hey, it wasnt his fault. Who would expect any less from this guy? He was probably the laziest out of his whole family.


    Letting out a sigh, the feminine tom came over, a small cigarette hanging losely from his lips.


    Since he missed most of the small meeting, Seattle just came over and took a seat. He didn't really know what was going on.


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