you don't know what you're running away from | ★ ☆ | open, dual membership

[fancypost bgcolor= COLOR; border: 0px solid black; font-size: 11px; width: 400px; text-transform: lowercase;]i can't be everything you want me to be
[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= COLOR; border: 0px solid black; color: silver; font-size: 12px; width: 400px;][justify]* *[fancypost bgcolor= color; border: 0px solid black; color: transparent; float: left; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/y7ZWqvm.png); height: 92px; width: 70px;][/fancypost] Oh? Was Yosafire the first person to arrive? Cool beans, she had no complaints! The female excitedly bounded over to the Windclanner and skidded to a halt in front of him, casting him a wide-ass grin. "Heyoooooo there!" The hellhound sang out as she skidded to a halt in front of the other and gave her tail tip a light little twitch. "What'cha doing out here, buddy? How can Sunclan help you? Y'here to joooooin?" She sang out in a delightfully sweet and happy voice. What else was new.

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A cycle indeed. Jericho all-too-often feels like he is simply going through the motions, especially with these joinings. But nonetheless, he appears anyways, beckoned by the scent of a newcomer in the air as he is out picking flowers to restock his herb storage. His mouth is full of bright blue flowers when he approaches, hobbling lopsidedly towards the duo, balancing the borage gingerly between his upper and lower sets of teeth. Jericho halts where he is, his blind gaze staring directly before him unseeingly, though his eyes appear kind and attentive nonetheless, his ears pricked and swiveling about. There is nothing for him to say just yet, for Yosafire has arrived before him, so he merely remains silent, not bothering to place down his herbs as he stops beside his co-worker. Jericho can only try his best to offer a small smile around the plants in his mouth, though it hardly works.
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;font-size:8pt;text-align:justify;color:#000000;margin-top:-4px;margin-bottom:-4px;]The Brit approached, unnaturally yellow eyes focused on the new member. He noticed the sadness in the other's eyes, not understanding. But, nonetheless, new meat was good, and new members were flowing in day by day. He sat before offering a smile to the other. "Welcome, then." the cougar started. "Lucifer Morningstar-Gruchy, an Initiate here. If you need anything or would like a tour, I'm sure any of us would not decline."

[spoiler=tags + information]general
› lucifer morningstar-gruchy
› british
› sunclan
› initiate (shp)
› male
› masculine pronouns
› thirteen months
› melanistic mountain lion
› slowmotion x npc
› homosexual homoromantic
› crushing on no one
› still hears amenadiel, an angel possessing him

appearance
› lanky, tall, strong build
› black, short fur
› yellow eyes
› yellow scarf
› seven feet white wings
› many words of profanity scarred into his chest

interaction
› physically medium
› mentally hard
› attack in [color=#f5897f][u]underlined #f5897f[u] or risk being ignored
› yes to minor injury
› no to maim, major injury, or kill
› ask to capture
› lucifer "speaking", text, 'thinking'

health
› mentally: 75%
› physically: 75%

other info
› all opinions ic
› voice sample
› singing sample
› faceclaim

links
› bio
› plot
› heartchart + opinions
› contact list
› sinclan title progress

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Joinings happened so very often that one would expect them to grow boring - but not to Castiel. Then again, he'd never seen them as exciting either. He was a being with more years of life under his belt than the majority of SunClan put together - and he was also a soldier. He knew how to handle tedious tasks.

Teleporting over beside Lucifer, the angel would offer Sven a nod of greeting, blue eyes wide. "Hello," he began, "I am Castiel, an angel. And also an initiate. Welcome to SunClan."
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[fancypost bgcolor= COLOR; border: 0px solid black; font-size: 11px; width: 400px; text-transform: lowercase;]i can't be everything you want me to be
[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= COLOR; border: 0px solid black; color: silver; font-size: 12px; width: 400px;][justify]* *[fancypost bgcolor= color; border: 0px solid black; color: transparent; float: left; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/y7ZWqvm.png); height: 92px; width: 70px;][/fancypost] New joiners were always a plus if you asked her! Yosafire happily wagged her tail and bounded in a few excited circles around this newcomer. "What's your naaaame, friend? Never got it, but since you're family now, I gotta' know it!" The Councilwoman insisted with a little bob of her head. "I'm Yosafire! Councilwoman of the Commune! That basically translates to I'm an assistant deputy, an'--" She reached a paw out to hopefully pull Jericho into a tight hug. "Jericho here is one too! Also, Castiel is super cool!"

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