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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px;]His reason for being here wasnt one particularly noble or grand. He was simply bored, curious, and in the mood to cause a bit of trouble. He couldnt really remember whether the Skulls and Shadowclan were allies or not, but it also didnt really matter. The brute would go where he pleased anyways. He took his time crossing the border, leisurely stalking through the shadows of the thick undergrowth that flooded the jungle. He liked it here; the dense jungle and humid air reminded him a lot of Shadowclan's own rainforest, along with the fact that tigers like himself were indeed native to the jungle. He wasnt entirely aware of where he was going or why, but Vin told himself he'd figure it out as he went.


    //what even is this post ;u;


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][align=center]LYRA THORNE HARBRINGER-BRISTOL
    [justify][font=georgia][size=9pt] [ooc: shh, its fine darling. my tardiness is the evil here]


    Naturally, Lyra had picked up this trespasser's first steps onto her territory. Her cobalt blue eyes narrowed, focusing onto the horizon. She hopped off the deck of her ship and began jogging towards this clod. She slipped into the thickness of the jungle, passing massive, exotic leaves and tropical flowers. The Captain was not one to hide or back away from a challenge, but she wanted to see what she was up against here. She fixed in her place behind a bush, and she hid. Her eyes locked onto him, and she was completely taken off guard. His muscles ripped beneath his sleek, striped pelt like a running water fall. His smooth obsidian eyes, to the surprisingly alluring scars along his back - Lyra was completely astonished.


    The sailor shut her ajar mouth with a soft growl. She then shook her head, reminding herself who this was. This was an intruder. She had to focus on the traits that mattered about this tiger. Alright. He carried the scent of Shadowclan. That was a neutral group to The Skulls. So far, not so bad. Her stern frown returned, and she emerged from her hiding place in a leap. Lyra landed in front Vintagemisery with a snarl. "What are you doing on Skulls' territory? Explain yourself." Said the defensive snow leopardess, unsheathing her claws into the soft jungle floor.


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    lyra thorne harbringer-bristol | female | panromantic heterosexual | single | crush on N/A | realmwright x redvelvet | generation 2 | 13 months old | captain/leader of the skulls | snow leopard with cobalt eyes


    POWERS ♛
    telepathy | sight | emotion manipulation | free powers | 9/9 lives


    ACCESSORIES ♛
    wears a black captain's hat [ref]


    PERSONALITY ♛
    intelligent | kind | honest | earnest | trustworthy | persuasive | productive | ambitious


    BATTLE TAGS ♛
    attack in bold white | no maim/kill/rape | pm to capture/torture | 8/10 difficulty

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px;]He couldnt say he was exactly surprised when the voice reached his ears. He was, in fact, trespassing, and it was only a matter of time before someone found him. It was the sight he was greeted with upon turning around that shocked the tiger. vin wasnt really the sappy type; quite the opposite, actually. He'd never been in a relationship before, and had only ever lightly crushed on one person, which had ended in disaster. He wasnt exactly 'relationship material', as he'd been told. But the leopard standing before him did manage to spark his interest. She was highly attractive, and held a certain strength about her that really intrigued the brute. He offered a slight smirk before stepping closer, almost prowling around her. "Oh, is that where I am? I didnt know really, I was just wondering.." he murmured gruffly, seating himself comfortably as he trained his gaze on the captain. "Name's Vintagemisery. And you are?"


    //dont worry about it!


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][align=center]LYRA THORNE HARBRINGER-BRISTOL
    [justify][font=georgia][size=9pt]Lyra knows she shouldn't be quick to trust this male. Despite her own warnings, she proceeds to introduce herself. Yet, with great caution.


    Her muscles relax and she shifts to stand in a casual form. Her cobalt blue eyes loose their slit, and become full and almost welcoming. She sighs, flicks her round ears with a shake of her head. Lyra is an idiot for trusting this person. Idiot for letting her guard down. She knows good and well what males do. "Hello, I spose." Mews the Captain with a flick of her long, thick tail. "My name is Lyra.. I'm the Leader here. Are you sure you're not here to spy? Maybe gather information so Shadowclan can turn on us?" She says, her stance becomes defensive again. Her round ears pin down to her head, and she frowns. Difficult Lyra.


    [align=center][spoiler=TAGS][justify][font=georgia]GENERAL ♛
    lyra thorne harbringer-bristol | female | panromantic heterosexual | single | crush on N/A | realmwright x redvelvet | generation 2 | 13 months old | captain/leader of the skulls | snow leopard with cobalt eyes


    POWERS ♛
    telepathy | sight | emotion manipulation | free powers | 9/9 lives


    ACCESSORIES ♛
    wears a black captain's hat [ref]


    PERSONALITY ♛
    intelligent | kind | honest | earnest | trustworthy | persuasive | productive | ambitious


    BATTLE TAGS ♛
    attack in bold white | no maim/kill/rape | pm to capture/torture | 8/10 difficulty

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    "Lyra..." He murmured softly, as if testing the word on his tongue. It sparked a measure of familiarity inside his mind, and for the longest time her couldnt figure out just what it was. But then it came to him. His gaze softened only slightly, and he turned back to face the snow leopard. "I had a sister named Lyra, a long time ago." It was uncanny, really; she even looked like her. But it wasnt her. All his siblings were gone, either dead or missing. At her next comment he merely smirked, flicking his tail behind him in slight amusement. "Trust me sweetheart, I'm not here to spy. I don't owe allegiance to much of anything anymore." He flicked an ear, expression going stoic once more as she frowned. Ah, of course she didnt trust him. It would be a lot to expect from someone you just met. "So, your majesty, why haven't you kicked me out yet?" The 'your majesty' he uttered was simply a joke, aiming to lighten to mood around them slightly and get her to open up a bit. Though he wasnt entirely sure why he even wanted that in the first place.



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    #capnlyra




    INTERACTION
    ♦ lyra thorne bristol.
    ♦ the skulls.
    ♦ loyal captain.
    hover for powers.
    ♦ attack in black.
    ♦ single.
    ♦ click the hearts in signature for links.
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    Her defensive form took a turn for a rare softness as he spoke her name with sincerity. Her complex blue eyes relaxed, and she carefully sat. The nickname reserved for lovers made the female tilt her head. "Why don't you join-?" The proposal was thrown at him rather quickly. She was taken a bit back by her own.. desperation, in a way. It was a sudden question for the male. Her heart jumped and she quickly looked away with a grunt of frustration. 'No chance, no way. I won't think it.' Lyra thought privately with determination. His voice was brought up from silence, and she looked to him with pricked ears. Heat boiled across her face in an instant. "Kick you... out?" She repeated quietly. Lyra stuttered upon a quickly made up explanation. "W-well, you're a prisoner now." She finally decided. "Trespassing is prohibited, ya know."




    -- why do i already love this ship?? --
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px;]The beast quirked an metaphorical eyebrow at her suggestion. "Why don't you join?" He frowned slightly when he realized he was actually considering her request. But it left a very valid question - why did she even want him to join? He opened his mouth to respond, and quite possibly agree, when her next comment froze him in his tracks. After a minute passed and her words sunk in, he couldnt help but release and amused chuckle. "A prisoner? Well, I knew trespassing was a crime, but I hadnt known the punishment would be so severe." As the tiger spoke he rose to his paws, slowly taking steps to draw himself closer to the captain. Once he was a mere foot from the leopardess, he grinned deviously. "Not that ill really mind; the company here's top notch." With a wink the brute stalked past her, sparing a glance over his shoulder as he disappeared into the undergrowth. "Why don't you show me around, then, if I'm to stay here as your captive."


    //oml me too



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    #capnlyra




    INTERACTION
    ♦ lyra thorne bristol.
    ♦ the skulls.
    ♦ loyal captain.
    hover for powers.
    ♦ attack in black.
    ♦ single.
    ♦ click the hearts in signature for links.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; border: 1px solid black; background: #1f1f1f; padding:10px; font-size: 8pt; color:#808080; width:270px; height: 239px; overflow:auto;]Lyra watched as he hesitated, then let out a chuckle. She frowned at his amusement towards the quick excuse she had made. "Don't take The Skulls lightly." The Captain grumbled, looking away. He stood and began to approach her. Lyra jumped to her paws and widened her eyes, staring up at the taller creature. Her glossy eyes traced over the smirk across his large maw. What was this feeling? Vin had given a flirtatious wink, and was now trotting past her. Words were stuck in her throat before she could react. With a short growl, she shook her head and followed after him.




    "Very well." Answered the fae as she came to his side. Lyra let out a quiet sigh. All these emotions flowing through her at such short noticed was quite exhausting. She had a hunch as to what these feelings were. After all, Pollux had made her feel this way. But that was a very long time ago. "Vintagemisery?" She waited until he responded. "I'll race you to the beach." Challenged the snow leopardess with a playful smirk. Surely he'd know where the shore was located. It wasn't far...
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px;]His ears perked at her comment, and he smiled slightly. He wasnt taking the Skulls lightly; he just didnt necessarily believe that he was her prisoner. The tiger watched as she came to his side and locked his gaze to hers, not wanting to say anything yet not wanting to remain silent either. Luckily, she beat him to it. The challenge she offered brought an eager grin out of the usually stoic male, and he nodded in agreement. "You're on." He could smell the salty air of the ocean from here, he could surely find his way. Glancing once more down at the smaller wild cat, he couldnt help but stare. She definitely was beautiful..



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: #333333; width: 120px; height: 235px; text-align:justify; font-size: 8pt; color:black; margin-left: -15px;]TAGGING
    #capnlyra




    INTERACTION
    ♦ lyra thorne bristol.
    ♦ the skulls.
    ♦ loyal captain.
    hover for powers.
    ♦ attack in black.
    ♦ single.
    ♦ click the hearts in signature for links.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; border: 1px solid black; background: #1f1f1f; padding:10px; font-size: 8pt; color:#808080; width:270px; height: 239px; overflow:auto;]He was looking at her. "Is there something in my fur?" She asked. Never mind that, she supposed. Now was the time for their challenge. She smirked at his acceptance. "I won't go easy on you, Handsome." She giggled softly with a flick of her ears. The large she-line kicked off, beginning to sprint through the forest. As she dashed, the image of his eyes on her's curved into her mind. 'Well,' she thought with a grin, 'if he wants to stare, he can watch my hind as I pass him.' Lyra let out a laugh, continuing to rocket down to the beach.




    It didn't take long for her paws to hit the warm sand. She spun around, eyes searching for the tiger. Her ocean colored eyes sparkled as she looked for him. "Vin?" Lyra smiled. It was odd to see her in a good mood. Perhaps it was the release of endorphins from the running, or maybe something else...
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