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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]The young feline had caught a sickness for a little bit and had hid himself away for a little bit. It hadn't been a nice time in his life and he certainly hadn't been in a good mood. He had vomited once or twice and had been very miserable. But Myth wasn't a miserable child by any means. He was usually all bright smiles and grins. So he had avoided everyone for that reason and because he didn't want to pass on his illness. But now he was better and back to his old smiling, grinning self. Mythicalkit sat with his tail around his paws, sand lightly dusting his blonde fur and making his coat appear darker than it's normal shade of blonde. He had an opened packet of marshmallows at his paws and was chewing profusely on the sweet. He couldn't deny that his missed everyone and he knew Game would probably moan about him not going and seeking medical assistance but Myth didn't like bothering his brother, or anyone for that matter. He just wanted to make sure that everyone was happy and as long as they were happy then he didn't really care about his own feelings.


    [align=center][spoiler=MOBILE TAGS][justify]GENERAL- Mythicalkit Vargas-Muse-Norwood | blair x ?? | male | pansexual, panromatic | polyamorous | 4 moons | sunclan | child | adoptive brother of Gameboy | sinner of the sinning trash squad ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) | wears glasses


    POWERS-
    eye manipulation | can absorb spirits (doesn't know about this yet | manipulation of soundwaves | invisibility | flower prints | ability to glow | conjuration


    BODIES;
    domestic feline [ref]


    INTERACTION;
    fairly easy but puts up a fight | extremely easy mentally | attack in bold and italics #9ea467 | no kill or maim | pm for capture | pm for plots


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    HISTORY | ASK | HEARTCHART | BIO | LETTERS

    [justify]"Hey, what's your tale, nightingale?"


    Aphrodite could consider herself something of a social butterfly—but she wasn't anything special in those means. She could talk—she could be interesting by all means—but she was only social because she always felt like she had something to say. Whether that was good or not, she couldn't tell—she always had her looks, need-be. The beauty came strolling up to Mythicalkit, peering down at the treats he was eating. First lollipops, now marshmallows? SunClan was doing something alright.


    "By that, I mean," The longhair silver tabby laughed softly, "I'm Aphrodite, what's your name, sweetheart?" The romantic green gaze of the full-bodied Afro now studied the looks of the young child, looking warm as she leaned down to the blond tom.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]Myth cast his wide green gaze up to the female that approached, a light grin spreading softly across his face. He himself did not consider himself to be a social butterfly but certainly acted like one. He was always excited to meet those whom he had never interacted with before and he sure as hell liked meeting interesting people. He opened his mouth to speak and let out a little choked sound, shutting his mouth. In his excitement to introduce himself to the stranger he had briefly forgotten that he was eating. The kitten offered the female a sheepish little smile before actually speaking. "Hello miss Aphrodite. I'm Mythicalkit, Myth for short if you prefer that. he chimed, raising his paw to adjust his glasses. "Would you like a marshmallow miss?" the child added, plucking another soft marshmallow from the bag and popping it into his mouth.


    [align=center][spoiler=MOBILE TAGS][justify]GENERAL- Mythicalkit Vargas-Muse-Norwood | blair x ?? | male | pansexual, panromatic | polyamorous | 4 moons | sunclan | child | adoptive brother of Gameboy | sinner of the sinning trash squad ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) | wears glasses


    POWERS-
    eye manipulation | can absorb spirits (doesn't know about this yet | manipulation of soundwaves | invisibility | flower prints | ability to glow | conjuration


    BODIES;
    domestic feline [ref]


    INTERACTION;
    fairly easy but puts up a fight | extremely easy mentally | attack in bold and italics #9ea467 | no kill or maim | pm for capture | pm for plots


    OTHER;
    HISTORY | ASK | HEARTCHART | BIO | LETTERS

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt]Tracking for now!! =DDD

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Who the heck was this? Well, either of these people actually? The female frowned slightly, but once her heard the word 'marshmallow', her eyes glinted." Marshmallows?" She practically squeaked, zipping right up." I'm Battalionpaw, welcome to Sunclan, can I please have one? Or two? Please?" She begged, eyeing his stash almost greedily.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 480px;][justify]The timid creature just happened upon the scene, watching from afar. He was too afraid to get any closer to the gathering group and so he just watched with a small measure of interest in his orange gaze. His paws shuffled against the ground as he breathed in slowly. What was it that they were eating? He wanted to know but he didn't want to cause any trouble in asking. Building up a small bit of confidence the child of a deputy and leader of Shadowclan crawled his way forward, the shadows clinging to his pelt rippling and fading into the air. Could he sneak one? Well, he wasn't that quiet and so he waited, eyes watching the others silently.
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    [size=9pt][color=#EED2EE]★ OMOROSE - SUNCLAN - 5 MONTHS - MEMBER ★[/size]

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