dancing on glass / return

blackjack . · Nov 14th 2016

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Only a few months ago, Blackjack had been happy within his ranks of HawkClan. Egretstar had been reigning over the few that had remained and... all was well, save for the fact there were basically only a handful of those in the clan. Only a few days before his leave, a large number had seemed to swarm into HawkClan, and Blackjack wasn't entirely sure why. Nonetheless, he had abandoned his home place... again.

Although he'd said it in the past, he wanted to remain active and not leave again. Blackjack only hoped that he would not be a complete hypocrite for doing it. "Hello? Ah, my name's Blackjack, and I'm here to rejoin."

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WINTERNIGHT · Nov 14th 2016

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Win couldn't help but feel similarly, even if he prided himself in his ability to adjust to anything thrown at him. No matter what he could get used to, the male would always find himself preferring things as they had been yesterday — or at least he had, before joining HawkClan. WindClan had changed beyond belief, and while the moors would always be home, in some capacity, he liked this place as it was. And similarly, he was familiar with both leaving and wishing not to leave. While he wasn't sure what he would think of Blackjack in the long run, it would seem that there was a basis for communication between the two. Not that Darkknight ever conversed. "Welcome back," the american lion states, coming to stand in front of the smaller creature — a lion of a similar species, but not the sames — with only the faintest of smiles. It was still unfamiliar to him, outside of his close circle, but he was trying. "I'm Darkknight. How long have you been gone? Do you need anything?"
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info | updated 11/11/2016

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RELATIONSHIPS: [notes] [heartchart]
· Single? | Not Looking? | He just really loves B
· ½ Boysoldier / Boyknight [Disaster Duo; brotp]
· NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | No [Official] Apprentice
· Father of Batpup [biological; NPC mother]
· Untrusting; Loyal to people, not places/ideas.
· INTJ / [abbr=Paragon in relationships, Renegade in action]Paragade[/abbr] / Chaotic Good (Neutral?)

PHYSICALITY: [color=white][reference] [color=white][skeleton]
★ AMERICAN LION [main] | health: 95% | [color=#2D2D2D]◼[color=#454545][abbr=underbelly]◼[color=#181818][abbr=rosettes/stripes]◼[color=#C3E4ED][abbr=eyes]◼[color=#fff][abbr=bat symbol]◼
— large; greyscale, darker rosettes on hindquarters, stripes on legs.
— paler underbelly and throat; bat symbol freezebrand on his right hip.
— scarred; notably a pale patch of fur on his neck with faint teeth marks.
— eyes color fluctuates from ice blue to something slightly brighter.
— currently developing vampiric traits; check the section below.
— current injuries: nearly healed cut on his neck.

VAMPIRISM: [progression level: medium-low] [color=white][notes]
— hunger increases at 2.5% per day and decreases with intake.
— bloodlust increases with hunger, but is rather easily controlled.
— developed fangs. first canines serrated, vampiric set venomous.
— clarity returning and increasing with time. it will take a while.
— hunger level: ~ 40% && bloodlust: medium-low??
— developed traits: fangs, increased sense of smell

PERSONALITY: [color=white][1] [color=white][2] [color=white][3] [color=white][4] [color=white][5] [color=white][6] [color=white][7] [color=white][8] [color=white][9] [color=white][10]
★ Win is his own character, with several loose inspirations.
— Bruce Wayne [high?], Steve McGarrett [med.], Tiger King [low]
· currently being a grumpy ass, or just not talking to anyone. sorry.
· an emotionally unstable and damaged ass at times; hard to talk to.
· adaptable, caring, disciplined, efficient, observant, thoughtful, kind.
· private, sarcastic, emotionally distant, unsure, quiet. [i]very careful.
· assertive, critical, stubborn, demanding, hardheaded. oddly charismatic.

INTERACTION + COMBAT: [color=black][skillset]
· Speaks several other languages; [abbr=German, Arabic, French, Mandarin]list [hover]
· Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
— Probably won't appreciate it; may pull away.
· Contact unconditionally allowed from the following:
— Boywonder, Batpup, ~~Stevie~~, Meg, Nat, children
· Highly Trained | Top Condition | Incredibly Difficult
· May Start Fights | Shows Mercy | [Mostly] Won't Kill
· Attack in [color=white]bold white, [color=black]bold black or plain bold

Furrowrush Alae · Nov 14th 2016

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Blackjack....? "Yo." The tom flashed a small smile his way. Darkknight asked the more important question anyway. "Ah - wait, are you afraid of heights?"

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Ashpaw 1 · Nov 14th 2016

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The bell around his throat gave a merry ring as the kitten toddled along behind his uncle, sleek white paws dancing to the sound with each bouncing step and he nearly bumped into Furrowrush's leg as the other came to a stop. Bellkit glanced around the taller feline's long legs to examine the one at the border Darkknight was speaking to, his ears flattening at the size of him. He was huge, even bigger than that striped fellow who joined earlier too and the kitten wanted to run back to the nursery in fear but he remained as he was; only pausing to slip underneath his uncle where he could crouch down to watch with the safety of the older tom cat hovering over him.
"...you don't look black and I don't know what a jack is..." What a strange name for a pale big cat. He didn't havean ounce of black on him at all!
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? SALIX ? · Nov 14th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify;]The young calico came over to see the lion. She seen so many in the past life. She would often think it was blackjack, as she thought it was when Darkknight joined. It was disappointing. Of course, she never did think that blackjack or conny would come back. After that, she would stop looking. Love didn't interest her anymore. She grew sour, and bitter.

She didn't think anyone wanted her anymore. She wasn't very like-able. She had million reasons why she gave up. She killed herself when conny died from cancer. She was heartbroken. She loved Blackjack. She loved Conny. She couldn't help herself. It was a hard choice.

She decided to marry Blackjack one day. She was happy. She had his children. Nothing really interesting happened. The calico listened to the others before her eyebrows furrowed. Maybe shock overwhelmed her. Her eyebrows furrowed before frowning. He wouldn't know who she was at first. She wasn't that white feline or that lioness that he knew of her. She died.

Heck, she didn't think he knew she was alive.

This sadden her. She had been out and in of hawkclan. Trying to find herself. She couldn't help to leave. No one wanted her. The calico felt a thump in her throat. No, no, no. Don't cry. Don't cry.

She didn't know what to say. How can she say it? That she is back? Sorry, that she didn't tell him. His brother is dead. She lost track of his cubs. She was alive. She is sad. Alone...

"Blackjack," She stated. She bit her lip, before a sad expression across her features. "I.. hi, it's sal," Salixcloud meowed, unsure how her fiance would react.

blackjack . · Nov 14th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:500px;][justify][size=9pt]A small smile crossed Blackjack's face as Darkknight came over swiftly after his arrival. Although he would've liked to stay in HawkClan when it was just beginning to burst with activity, he was glad it was doing so well, even if it meant him being absent from it. "I've been gone, well..." Mentally counting back from November meant he was gone in October, September, August, and part of July. "Three and a half months. I was here when Egretstar was leading. And to answer your other question, no, I'll be able to manage. Thanks though." Although Darkknight was only being hospitable, Blackjack kinda liked him... for reasons he himself could not explain.

And then somebody came to ask him if he was afraid of heights? The only fears he had nowadays were of death and lightning storms. "Uh, don't believe I am," he replied with a chuckle towards Furrowrush. What an interesting question to ask somebody upon a first meeting. And Bellkit seemed interesting himself too. Suppressing another chuckle, Blackjack would respond with, "No, no, I'm not. But it's what my mom decided to call me, y'know? Just like you. What's your name?" Hopefully the smaller creature would reply to his question.

And then a... familiar voice caught his ear. It had been years, probably, since he last heard the voice of Salixcloud. Once upon a time, he loved her, but the entire relationship had been... rocky... especially after Concretejungle's return to HawkClan around the time he came back as well. Unwanted emotions resurfaced as he and his half-brother once again were pitted against each other for as something as petty as a girl. But the thing was... Salixcloud had been his girl. It was one thing for Concretejungle to get a crush on her, but it was another thing for her to go off with him as well.

"Salixcloud." He grunted quietly, trying to keep his voice unwavering as he turned to look towards the girl. Blackjack ground his teeth as he took a once-over of... of so many things. She was his lover, the mother to his children, and... also the one who betrayed his trust. It was so hard not to let his emotions go all in that one moment. "You look... well."

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littlesoldier g. d. · Nov 14th 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 8.5pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]Blackjack. Now that was a warriors name. Hearing these kinds of names made her incredibly excited for when she would become a warrior and her warrior name would be 'Littlesomethinghere'. She was already thinking of ideas. Something to do with her eyes? Littlegold? No, that sounded weird. She couldn't settle on just one idea. Oh well, she had ages before she'd be forced to have a warriors name so she was good. The dark grey tabby kitten sashay's over, her golden gaze flittering over the male. An african lion. He was huge. She wasn't too intimidated considering the number of animals bigger then her but he was huge. One movement of his paw was all it took to break her neck. She'd be dead. The worst part about it was she didn't even know him. He could do anything and there'd be no trust to break, he'd just be a stranger as he was now. The girl gritted her teeth (awkwardly, considering her crooked jaw) and gave the male a nod.

She glanced several times at Salixcloud, noticing the fem knew this guy. Well, he said he was a returner so she wasn't too surprised but still. Who had he been to her? She knew not to ask. Her eyes flickered back to Blackjack. "I'm Littlekit." The Sentinel introduces herself briefly, tail tip flickering side to side. She doesn't give a distinct first impression like the others but she doesn't care too much at the moment, her thoughts too consumed on the recent events.

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information && updated: 11/04

MISC. INFO:
★ Voice Reference | Details (Updated: 11/11)
★ Wants to become a powerful female figure
★ Has a pet griffin called Bubby
★ Intense phobia of water/drowning due to almost being drowned in the Skulls
★ Has a crooked jaw
★ Uses nicknames such as 'jerk' 'bozo' 'bruh'

RECENT EVENTS:
★ Promoted to Sentinel
★ Worrying about her clanmates

APPEARANCE:
★ DOMESTIC FELINE [birth/main] | HEALTH: 43% | REFERENCE
— Littlekit is a smaller kitten then most hence her name. Whilst her build is bony and small, the young feline is rather lithe making it easier for her to fight and harder on her enemies. She has golden eyes that are flecked with yellow. Littlekit is a dark grey tabby kitten with light grey paws, chest and muzzle. Littlekit is slightly long furred. The most notable feature about Littlekit other then the thin pink scars on her right shoulder is her crooked jaw. After being tortured in the Exiles, her jaw was punched and broken all the way to the left and now the right side of her muzzle is open and the left side has a snaggle tooth that overlaps the top lip.
— MAJOR INJURIES: Crooked jaw
— MINOR INJURIES: None
— HEALTH ISSUES: None
— SCARS: Scars running down her shoulder (small), and smaller scars dotting her lip where the snaggle tooth protrudes

PERSONALITY:
— Realistic, fun, 'chill', unseemly
— Clingy, jokey, honest, sincere
— Scarred, paranoid, judgmental
— To be put it frankly, Littlekit is what most would consider a 'fun' girl who likes to make jokes, teases people (nicely) and gives them nicknames. Although there is a layer to her which is mostly invisible to those who don't know her well and that is the layer that has grown ever since the day she was captured and tortured; her paranoid, clingy and scarred side. She is unwilling to let those she loves go so easily and would do anything to get them back even if it means selling her soul or putting others in danger. Littlekit does not trust other clan members so easily and is even jumpy in her own clan.
— NOTE: ALWAYS IN CHARACTER OPINIONS!

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single, no love interest | Crushing on no body | ½ ___
★ Is very protective and concerned over those she is close to
★ Paranoid; unwilling to grow too close to someone
★ Rick Grimes x Circusclown Disharmony | Second Generation | No apprentice

INTERACTION:
★ Flower paws (turn on and off willingly) | Semi-medium mentally | Easy physically
★ Attack in bold white
★ Feel free to powerplay any non-violent actions

blackjack . · Nov 14th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:500px;][justify][size=9pt]Blackjack gritted his teeth together for a moment more, nearly unable to take his eyes of Salixcloud. Thankfully as Littlekit approached, he was able to rip his glazed look away from her and focus on the child. "Well, hello, pleasure to meet you." He said in response, forcing a grin onto his maw; however, it was difficult for him to ignore the fact that Salixcloud was standing within feet of him.

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? SALIX ? · Nov 14th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify;]Of course, she wouldn't expect the tom to respect her or even speak badly about her. She did something wrong, and she may be a cruel person for that. She didn't know what to do. She didn't really have the choice to walk away, which will make him angry.

Salixcloud. Her olive eyes flickered towards the lion. She didn't have much to say. His words just reminded her of all the things that she did. The sadness that tinted his voice was clear. He was coming home. Coming home to HawkClan. Not to her.

"Thank you," She said. Honestly, she would shake off her colours to show off her white fur that she had. But, it will be spiteful of her. "You look, nice as well," She added.

CYTUS A. · Nov 15th 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px;][justify][size=8]Someone who was returning that he didn't know. At his point the male wasn't very much surprised about this kind of thing happening. He doubted anyone from the age of Hawkclan's larger status was going to return, at least not those that he remembered and knew. It was fine though as he was grateful for the ones that were coming back to Hawkclan. He slowly walked forward, keeping his eyes down on the ground as he took in a soft breath. He felt tired and down trodden but he was going to greet the returner all the same, even with the eyes of his clanmates looking at him, taunting him, hating him. He sat down and looked up for a brief moment. "Hey, w-welcome back to Hawkclan. I'm Cytus by the way and if you need something..I'm around."

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| ICHIGO KUROSAKI | · Nov 15th 2016

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The name actually sounded somewhat familiar to the over sized cougar for some reason. Had he heard it before? Maybe. He just had terrible memory when it came to remembering names or faces that he didn't really know. Ichigo was going to try his best not to let it bother him. Right now though, it was kind of difficult to ignore the tension that was going through the air between Salixcloud and Blackjack. It was obvious that the two knew each other, whether they were on good terms or not was going to be decided soon. He hoped that Blackjack wasn't a violent type considering that if a fight did somehow break out that would be very bad for the male. He didn't have to worry about knowing whether or not his clanmates would be able to defend themselves, as he had seen them do it before. Whether the others would be able to stomach a fight right now he didn't know. Cytus was in no state to be in remotely a fight while the same went with Littlekit with what she was dealing with right now. Ichigo didn't have a chance to ask the female exactly what was going on with her, and he was going to have to figure out a time where he could speak to her without her worrying about if others were around to see her. Ichigo's dark brown optics looked between the domestic cat and then the lion before he came to stop next to Littlekit. Obviously the lion was a lot bigger than a cougar. Although, Ichigo was probably just a little bit smaller than the full grown lion. Ichigo being around the size of a full grown jaguar, which was just a tier size smaller than a lion in general. He would never come close to a full grown tiger though. His armor rattled as he took a seat, curling his thick tail around his tawny paws. He offered the other male a small grin from his lips, trying to ignore the tension as this was really none of his business. "Yo. I'm Kurosaki Ichigo." The Hawkclan leader introduced himself calmly. He was glad that there were still returning members that were going around, as it brought even more activity to the clan that was growing every single day. He remembered around a month ago, there was a joiner one every week, instead of every day like it was now.
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