KEROSENE BEAUTY QUEEN | OPEN, JOINING

Graveyard -- · May 12th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Her paws ached and her stomach proceeded to demand for food. She had come quite a ways, and having spent the night at SkyClan, she had finally made it. In all honesty, the young greyhound was not sure what drove her to this place, but she was rather determined to do so. It was the only place that seemed slightly appealing to her, but was that all? The female was not here, but she was here, nonetheless. "Rogueone, joining." spoke the girl in a blunt and almost demanding tone. She was exhausted, so it was natural of her to want to be blunt. The sooner she got this over with, the better.

opal. · May 12th 2016

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MARIUS X. · May 12th 2016

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"Marius Xerxes," he grumbled, "I would say it's a pleasure, but it's not." It seemed the short-statured kitten was as blunt as ever.
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Graveyard -- · May 12th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]"I appreciate it, thank you." Rogueone barked with a curt nod of her head. No one here seemed too lively, but of course the greyhound probably looked like a walking zombie herself. As soon as she arrived at camp, she would quickly select a den and sleep until exhaustion no longer plagued her. The assassin had been quite productive over the past weeks, but for now, she needed a place to hide her and provide her with the basic necessities, at least for the time being. Adverting her copper gaze to Marius, she let out a huff, "Charming little fellow, aren't you?" she spoke, sarcasm dripping from her words.

OSIRIS · May 12th 2016

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Getting used to a new body was always a problem. It had taken weeks to try flying as a dragon, or walking bipedally as a dinosaur. Even if he had temporarily switched to an animal with four legs again, the spine was pretty different, though for the sake of a having body not tired from battle, Feliks would push through the awkwardness.

Talking distracted him quite well, being an extrovert and all. "Hey kid," Feliks started off, aiming to place a sort of gentle paw on top of Marius' head. Not enough to squash him, but he hoped enough to be uncomfortable. "Lay off it will you? It's not that difficult to keep comments to yourself, at least smile,". Kids could get away with being snarky, adults certainly couldn't. "You're gonna have to excuse Einstein here, he's got a few more moons before he's going to have to learn to smarten up," the hyena apologised lightheartedly.

Turning his attention back to Rogueone, smile growing more smug as it was accustomed for Feliks, the Rurikid yapped "Welcome to the clan, regardless. Name's Feliks, I'm a Rurikid around here. Journey here wasn't too rough was it?".
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footy · May 13th 2016

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"Hey, Feliks? Shove your comments about Mar up your smart ass. I dare you to say another word about my brother." snapped the ivory girl as she sauntered over. It seemed pregnancy had rocked her temper into overdrive. Turning to the joiner, Rixxie would nod and huff. "Rixalea, a Terrible Vlad here."

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MARIUS X. · May 13th 2016

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Marius was moments from offering Rogueone a snarky rebuttal when Feliks scolded him first, and he flattened his ears against his head. Einstein, huh? He would turn towards the older male with a huff, again about to offer his own choice words when his sister found her way over and pretty much took them out of his mouth.

His glare turned into Rixalea. "Hey, Rix!" he squeaked in protest, "I can take care of myself!" Looking back at the others with a sigh, the small kitten took a step back. "Anyway, nice to meet you. There." He backed away again, considering returning to camp and.. training. Or maybe sleeping.
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