[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=cornflowerblue; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://tse1.mm.bing.net/th?id…2d1d01a933ff03o0&pid=15.1); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=cornflowerblue; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=navy; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ WHITE NOISE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=cornflowerblue; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]blue had finally settled on a wooden skyclan cabin to call her own, and the female rather thought the choice of living space suited her. it was on the very edge of the camp, separated from the nearest dwellings by a good distance of grassy space. only slight noise carried out to her, due to the clear mountain air, keeping her cabin quiet.
the inside of her cabin was simple, and the only thing she had placed in it since arriving was a pile of blankets, which served as a bed for the domestic feline. other than tghat, the cabin was empty of anything except a dusty shelf of knickknacks that must have been left by the previous occupant.
it was this shelf that she was currently cleaning off, as she couldn't stand any dust in her living space. she had already worked through the two lower levels, finding books, figurines, and gemstones. as she found them, she placed them in a growing pile on the floor. the top shelf was shrouded in shadow, meaning she'd have to to grope for what she wanted to take down. as she reached a paw up to grab something, the sensitive pad unexpectedly made swift contact with some sort of blade. immediately, she snatched it back, revealing a deep, bleeding cut across her paw pad. at this, she cursed loudly.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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LIFE SIZED MOLDS OF ALL MY FRIENDS//private
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[fancypost borderwidth= 0px; line-height: 14px; border-radius: 0px; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: verdana; width: 400px]Nat was already making his way to Blue's cabin even before she had injured her paw. He wanted to check up on her to see how she was settling in as much as it wasn't something in his nature to go out of his way and do. Usually, he stuck to himself and didn't reach out to others like he used to.
The yelp of a familiar voice urged the ebony feline to move quickly towards his sisters cabin, leaping up onto the porch with practiced ease. Knocking on the door, nat readjusted his satchel that was resting on his shoulder and pushed open the wooden door a smidge. "Is everything alright Blue?"
GENERAL;
Ignatius — male (he/him) — 2 years
biromantic (leans towards males) — asexual
warrior of skyclan — herb boy™
APPEARANCE;
shorthaired black domestic feline — tail is often scruffy
small fluffy ears — jade green eyes
carries a brown satchel with jars of herbs just in case
has small, brown, underdeveloped antlers much like a baby goat's
PERSONALITY;
always has good intentions — seems like nothing fazes him when really he's just desensitised a little more than others
salty boy — no-nonsense attitude towards sensitive topics and healing
loves kids — would never hurt a fly
BATTLE TAGS;
hard — rarely ever fights — kind of easy mentally
attack in bold #85889b
will not start fights — will not end fights — will try and negotiate -
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[fancypost borderwidth= 0px; line-height: 14px; border-radius: 0px; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: verdana; width: 400px]A sigh escaped his mouth as he shook his head. Blue somewhat reminded him of himself, keeping an emotionless mask and hiding any weakness. They were siblings though so it wasn't much of a surprise that they were similar in some ways.
Nat could clearly see it hurt Blue to walk on her paw. "Sit down, and it's Ignatius." His tone was firm like usual and his eyes showed seriousness. Opening his satchel and grabbing out a wad of cobwebs and some other herbs. "I come to reunite with my family and they all start cutting open their paws." Nat mumbled under his breath with a roll of his jade oculars.
GENERAL;
Ignatius — male (he/him) — 2 years
biromantic (leans towards males) — asexual
warrior of skyclan — herb boy™
APPEARANCE;
shorthaired black domestic feline — tail is often scruffy
small fluffy ears — jade green eyes
carries a brown satchel with jars of herbs just in case
has small, brown, underdeveloped antlers much like a baby goat's
PERSONALITY;
always has good intentions — seems like nothing fazes him when really he's just desensitised a little more than others
salty boy — no-nonsense attitude towards sensitive topics and healing
loves kids — would never hurt a fly
BATTLE TAGS;
hard — rarely ever fights — kind of easy mentally
attack in bold #85889b
will not start fights — will not end fights — will try and negotiate