AND WE JUST LAUGH ALONG | visiting talia, open

LITTLEPUP — · Jul 4th 2016

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The little wolf pup had somehow made the journey to BloodClan, her tiny paw steps carrying her closer with each footfall. It had taken her awhile, for sure, but with luck, the territories were close enough together, and all Littlepup had to do was follow her nose. As she trotted up to the border, her little red feather bounced behind her ear, as if to wave hello. She exhausted puppy plopped her butt down on the edge of the territory, waiting for someone to find her there and take her to Talia. For now, she would take a little nap.

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athena caedis · Jul 4th 2016

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[size=11px][font=arial][sup][color=black]"Hi baby, name and business?" Came a gentle croon, vowels marinated in warm honey. Toes guided the patterned figure forward, a rounded ear tittering. She hated he fact that she had to wake the tired pup from her nap, but she knew it was necessary, as awful as she felt doing it. "How about I get you some water munchkin, you look tired."

LITTLEPUP — · Jul 4th 2016

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Littlepup awoke, yawning with her tiny maw and standing up on her feet. She shook from head to tail, as though trying to dry herself out, and then opened her little eyes. "Littlepup. I wanna see Talia," She replied, a smile already filling her small face. Whoever this was seemed nice enough. Sure, she lived in an anticlan, too, but she'd heard stories about how ruthless BloodClan could be. They seemed alright.

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athena caedis · Jul 4th 2016

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[size=11px][font=arial][sup][color=black]Talia? Oh, was this her kid? Was she family to her? Not that Athena knew her personally or anything. Maybe she was, maybe she wasn't. It didn't really matter, she wanted to see her and for whatever reason it was, it must have been a good enough reason for her to travel by foot by herself. "I'm not sure if I can let you through, since I'm not in the position to do something like that, but if you'd like, you stay here and take a little nap while you wait."

Duskmire. · Jul 4th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt;]Dusk joined Athena and looked to the unfamiliar child with curiosity. Talia? Was this a relative of hers, maybe a kid? It blew his mind how many of his friends and clanmates apparently had children - when did they even find time to be parents? "I don't see any, um, harm in taking you to camp - but Athena's right, Talia will probably be here, uh, pretty quick." the cream tabby told the little wolf, smiling warmly. Kids didn't really pose a threat of any sort, so they could walk her to camp, he thought - but waiting would probably honestly be faster. "Nice to meet you, by the way, Littlepup. I'm Dusk." the soft spoken gladiator added, still wondering just how this kid was related to Talia. He was guessing she was a child of hers - but then who was her other parent?

[spoiler=tags]basics —
Duskmire | male | 2 years old (physically)
homosexual homoromantic | domestic feline
BloodClan gladiator | SunClan warrior
Zerogravity x Freedomfighter (current body)

powers —
Elemental (Fire), elemental pelt, molecule manipulation, ability to take away pain, eye + custom pelt manipulation

appearance —
Tall cream tabby with white paws. Very light blue eyes. Narrow and sharp features; he always looks nervous. No notable scars.

battle info —
Medium physical difficulty | Easy mental difficulty | attack in [color=#C4F6F9]bold #C4F6F9

LITTLEPUP — · Jul 4th 2016

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"Ok," Littlepup yawned, closing her amber eyes for a couple moments before opening them again. She was a little bit confused- was this the way of BloodClan? In ScarClan, visitors were taken in in moments, especially if they were small, nonthreatening pups. Whatever, Lit thought. I'll just wait. "Nice to meet you too, Dusk. Talia's my maman." She informed him in the way that a child does, without a care to social norm.

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lemniscate · Jul 4th 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:425px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]This little runt was asking for his mentor?

She was his mother?

For some reason, Juggernaut couldn't see Tal being a maternal type of person. He smiled softly, thinking of Talia with babies. He took a seat beside Duskmire, tawny luminaries flashing over the small pup, sizing up, seeing if there were any familial similarities between the two.

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LUCY INFERNI · Jul 4th 2016

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It was hard to resist the urge to say "hey kid, I'm gonna * your mom," but somehow, the alabaster cougress managed. She'd always been a little vulgar around kids, even hew own - there was no real reason for it either. It had just always been the way she was. Maybe she picked up the habit from her father and mentor, Risencorpse. The thought crossed her head as she arrived, faint smile curling her lips. Wondered where he was now; last she'd seen, her mom had beat him half to death with a barbed-wire covered baseball bat. That thought made her smirk curl into a grin, resisting the urge to chuckle. He hadn't been weak enough to die from a beating from her mother; there was no way he wasn't still kicking around somewhere. "She'll be here soon," is all she ended up saying, pink gaze set on the pup.

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SINNING GRAVEYARD · Jul 5th 2016

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TALIA P. · Jul 5th 2016

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent;border:0px;width:430px;height:auto;padding:0px;text-align:justify;line-height:130%;]The archdemon all but exploded through the foliage, having come from the sky when she realized that running just wouldn't be fast enough to get her where she wanted to be. Her gaze switched from face to face hurriedly, before finally landing on Littlepup and causing her heart to somersault in the tight confines of her chest. Ma fille! Her outcry rang with utter relief and joy as she folded her wings, landing on the ground with a soft thump before shooting forward and attempting to wrap her long arms around the pup, loose enough to let her breathe, tight enough to let her know that she was completely ecstatic to see her. My little girl, ma fille, you're here, she breathed, voice shuddering in excitement.

It was a side not many saw, she knew. The last time she'd acted that way towards a family member was with Alyssa and Russia, and how long ago had that been? Russia wasn't Russiansiege then, wasn't a Leader, and Alyssa wasn't a General; that was a long time ago, so she was absolutely certain that this side, the motherly side, was completely new to them—but it didn't matter. Littlepup had been the only one of the litter who sought her out, and though it broke her heart that she knew nothing of the others, Littlepup was enough to make her happy.

Comment ça va? Are you doing alright? Your siblings? She was bursting at the seams in joy, truly. The hellhound pulled away and flashed her daughter a wide smile that tugged and stretched at the cheeks. If Talia was being honest, she wanted to ask Littlepup so many things—if she and her siblings were getting along well, if ScarClan was treating them right, if Lithium was living up to being a mother, but she decided to go at it one at a time, starting with the daughter, probably the only one, who made an effort to get to know her. I'm so glad you're here, ma fille. Did you travel far?

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MAIN BODY;
★-MUTATED HELLHOUND
—Talia's main body is a genderless and heavily mutated hellhound standing ten feet tall. The most notable feature, apart from her height, is her completely-hybridized physiology that gives her the ability to stand on her hindlegs with relative ease, as well as opposable thumbs which she can use to grab items that mere paws cannot (some say she shares a mixture of an ape and a bear's physiology). Her eyes are a warm, chocolate hue and her fur is a dark charcoal. Flames flicker around her wrists, usually cold but burn hot in battle or times of complete and utter distress. Leather bat wings spread from her shoulders to give her the power of flight. The antlers on her forehead have been broken in half and left with a jagged edge, and the ram horns curling behind each ear extend past her cheeks, almost tusk-like in appearance. She wears a manner of accessories, the kind of which depending on the day, but can be usually seen with a silver lip ring, two ear piercings, and a black, bear-skin cloak wrapped around her shoulders with a crow skull clasp. (BODY REF) (HEAD REF)

PHYSICAL;
★-DOMESTIC CAT
—A mixed-breed domestic that is as large as cats could possibly go, with long limbs and nimble joints. The pelt shares the same hue as a heated branding iron, and her eyes are as cold as blue ice (although the right one is completely blind and even lacks an iris or pupil). Scars litter her body from head to toe, with the most notable being the Glasgow on her cheeks that give her a permanent, close-lipped smile. REF
★-MUTATED DRAGON
—A massive, mutated, genderless dragon armed with six legs, eight crimson eyes, and serrated horns all along the body made of a titanium alloy that doesn't rust, and is a poor conductor of electricity. It is mainly black with purple accents, and is a thick, chitinous hide that covers her body all around, not unlike segmented plates of armor. Due to the heavyweight nature of this body, it has grown three sets of leather wings, and constantly uses super strength to support her weight mid-flight. REF
★-MUTATED CROW
—A massive, mutated, genderless crow with three whip-like tails that end in a wicked point, no doubt a akin to a manta ray's. It is covered in thick, black feathers with blue and crimson accents, and has eight blue eyes, four on each side of her head. A necklace of skulls can be found around her neck, and silver gauntlets are clasped around her talons that are as sharp as any bastard blade. REF
★-CERBERUS
—A massive, female cerberus with black fur, amber blood, and amber eyes. Each head seems to embody a different aspect of her personality: the left represents a fragment of the god-eater Fenrir (characterized by brutality and ruthlessness), the middle represents Talia (characterized by playfulness, diplomacy, and an all-around spunky temperament), and the right represents the goddess Hel (characterized by cynicism and apathy). REF
★-SNOW LEOPARD
—A mutated, eight-foot-tall female snow leopard with a pristine and unmarked white pelt and mismatched eyes, one blue and one pink. It seems to be the most physically pleasing form that Talia has, with a two-toned mane, antlers branching out from her forehead, and brilliant black wings with iridescent feathers. This body has not been seen in a long time, however, and many believe that it ceases to exist. REF

INTERACTION;
★-Unkillable | Hardcore Physically and Mentally
★-Wields a bastard sword named Morgause
★-Friendly actions may be powerplayed
★-No Kill | No Capture | Ask for Major and Minor Injuries
★-Attack in BOLDED BLACK
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LITTLEPUP — · Jul 5th 2016

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"Maman!" She exclaimed, rushing into her mother's waiting arms, feeling the warm embrace of the hellhound envelope her. She inhaled deeply, though her chest was held tightly against her mother's, and sighed a great sigh of happiness, letting the warmth flow from her to Talia and Talia to her. Littlepup grinned widely, her amber eyes glowing brightly with joy.

"I'm fine! Except bad people are doing bad things to us. They are setting our territory on fire and hurting people. I think they are called the Exiles." She frowned, thinking of how scared the flames had made her feel. How she had huddled up to her brother, Kineticpup, and fought the urge to cry as the fire licked at her fur. They had been rescued, thankfully, but it was quite frightening to remember. "Kineticpup and Cherrypup and Virgo are all okay." She informed her mother.

Littlepup shook her head and yawned. "Wasn't...that far. It was fine." Lit grinned, just happy to be with her mother.
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TALIA P. · Jul 6th 2016

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent;border:0px;width:430px;height:auto;padding:0px;text-align:justify;line-height:130%;]The hellhound let out a soft burst of laughter as she captured Littlepup, held the young girl to her chest and rocked her back and forth in absolute delight. When she finally pulled away, a line of damp fur could be seen over her cheeks, tear tracks that she rapidly wiped off with a smile. Hello, ma fille. Thank you for visiting me. She sniffled, then, smiling before listening to her daughter's retelling of the story.

At the mention of The Exiles, she felt anger burn in her chest, rapidly spreading to taint her swelling heart a shade of black. For a moment, she just stood there, looking pensive with half-shut eyes. Her wings were straining behind her, tempted to unfurl and bring her to the Exiles and reign hell upon them for scaring her kids. She managed to keep herself stable, however, clearing her throat to dislodge the angry sparks that seem to have lodged themselves there.

I'm glad that you and your siblings are doing okay, she whispered quietly, her entire body sagging. She found herself keeling over, tucking her paws beneath her chest as all the energy she had was drawn away. The Exiles, they were making her hate them more and more, pulling her away from the initial civility that she felt towards the group. They raided BloodClan, they hurt her friends, they scared her children. She wouldn't just sit around and let that happen.

I'm gonna do something about it, she whispered, half to herself as she tried to imagine what bastard things she could do to them until the message was enough to make them understand. She wondered whether she could go to Vader and request protection, or to the other entities that were linked to her—the hybrids, the drug cartel, anyone. She had to make sure they were safe, that they were unharmed. She looked up, then, and saw her daughter's expression. Face finally contorting into softer tones, she reached out and placed a delicate hand on the pup's forehead. Hey, you want me to show you around? These people, they're good people and I'm sure they'd like to meet you.[/fancypost]
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tags | updated 7/5

MAIN BODY;
★-MUTATED HELLHOUND
—Talia's main body is a genderless and heavily mutated hellhound standing ten feet tall. The most notable feature, apart from her height, is her completely-hybridized physiology that gives her the ability to stand on her hindlegs with relative ease, as well as opposable thumbs which she can use to grab items that mere paws cannot (some say she shares a mixture of an ape and a bear's physiology). Her eyes are a warm, chocolate hue and her fur is a dark charcoal. Flames flicker around her wrists, usually cold but burn hot in battle or times of complete and utter distress. Leather bat wings spread from her shoulders to give her the power of flight. The antlers on her forehead have been broken in half and left with a jagged edge, and the ram horns curling behind each ear extend past her cheeks, almost tusk-like in appearance. She wears a manner of accessories, the kind of which depending on the day, but can be usually seen with a silver lip ring, two ear piercings, and a black, bear-skin cloak wrapped around her shoulders with a crow skull clasp. (BODY REF) (HEAD REF)

PHYSICAL;
★-DOMESTIC CAT
—A mixed-breed domestic that is as large as cats could possibly go, with long limbs and nimble joints. The pelt shares the same hue as a heated branding iron, and her eyes are as cold as blue ice (although the right one is completely blind and even lacks an iris or pupil). Scars litter her body from head to toe, with the most notable being the Glasgow on her cheeks that give her a permanent, close-lipped smile. REF
★-MUTATED DRAGON
—A massive, mutated, genderless dragon armed with six legs, eight crimson eyes, and serrated horns all along the body made of a titanium alloy that doesn't rust, and is a poor conductor of electricity. It is mainly black with purple accents, and is a thick, chitinous hide that covers her body all around, not unlike segmented plates of armor. Due to the heavyweight nature of this body, it has grown three sets of leather wings, and constantly uses super strength to support her weight mid-flight. REF
★-MUTATED CROW
—A massive, mutated, genderless crow with three whip-like tails that end in a wicked point, no doubt a akin to a manta ray's. It is covered in thick, black feathers with blue and crimson accents, and has eight blue eyes, four on each side of her head. A necklace of skulls can be found around her neck, and silver gauntlets are clasped around her talons that are as sharp as any bastard blade. REF
★-CERBERUS
—A massive, female cerberus with black fur, amber blood, and amber eyes. Each head seems to embody a different aspect of her personality: the left represents a fragment of the god-eater Fenrir (characterized by brutality and ruthlessness), the middle represents Talia (characterized by playfulness, diplomacy, and an all-around spunky temperament), and the right represents the goddess Hel (characterized by cynicism and apathy). REF
★-SNOW LEOPARD
—A mutated, eight-foot-tall female snow leopard with a pristine and unmarked white pelt and mismatched eyes, one blue and one pink. It seems to be the most physically pleasing form that Talia has, with a two-toned mane, antlers branching out from her forehead, and brilliant black wings with iridescent feathers. This body has not been seen in a long time, however, and many believe that it ceases to exist. REF

INTERACTION;
★-Unkillable | Hardcore Physically and Mentally
★-Wields a bastard sword named Morgause
★-Friendly actions may be powerplayed
★-No Kill | No Capture | Ask for Major and Minor Injuries
★-Attack in BOLDED BLACK
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lemniscate · Jul 7th 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:425px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]To tell you the truth, Heh wasn't all too certain about this little person.

Was he really Talia's kid?

Did Talia like her kids better than him?

He felt a rush of insecurity, then anger at his doubt. Of course she liked her blood more than him! Who wouldn't? This would was her progeny, a way to continue her bloodline. It was genetic that one would protect their young before others.

He knew she loved her kid too. He could see it in the hell hound's eyes as she learned of the Exiler's excursions against this little one's Clan.

What would it be like to have a mother that cared about you?

He didn't know. Was it wishful thinking to imagine Talia in that role?

Likely. He swallowed his doubt and plastered on a smile to his thin lips, the African male pawing the silver cross on his chest, the only memory he had of his mother, before saying, " Hello. I'm Juggernautpaw . "

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