MIST AND FURY && OPEN && SINGING

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: justify; width: 320px;]^{Caroline hardly cared that Daisysteps was hurting herself. It was unusual for her to not care, but, she couldn't muster up the will to give a damn. It welled in her throat as a pain, a heat, but it didn't come from her tongue. Eventually she found herself standing and staring too long, and decided to force the emotion up anyways, even if it was a lie.}

^Ironic.

^{"Quit hurting yourself." Caroline half stated half demanded. Her brows furrow briefly and she wipes the distasteful expression from her face, instead replacing it with a firm if not harsh concern.}

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:10pt]Did it surprise Astra? No, not one bit. Did it hurt her feelings? Yeah, a little bit, but it annoyed her more. Daisysteps had duties to take hold of, she had children to soothe of their pain, and a responsibility to her clan. Anyone who claimed it was okay for her mother to do what she was doing, in her opinion, was funny in the head. Though in his heart of hearts he could care less. She was apathetic to her mother's pain, for some weird reason. It just didn't seem as honest and true. Maybe it was because the other was always sad, always mopey. At least Astra tried.

The kitten listened to the annoyingly self deprecating words with a pissed expression. Though unlike Caroline she couldn't express it quite the same. So instead of being vocal, Astra just rolled her eyes like the child she was. Pathetic, pathetic, pathetic.

//ic opinions I promise

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[justify][size=8]He heard her voice, and the sadness that radiated from it. Ears flattening, he followed the sound behind her house and watched her pick the daisies from her skin. He listened as Caroline half-heartedly urged her to stop, and rushed to Dai's side. He gently flicked his tail along her side so that she would knew he was there. "Dai," he murmured, his voice more gentle than normal. "Stop that. What if Astra sees you doing this? She'll think it's okay to hurt herself." The kitten had apparently not been herself during that whole ordeal, but Greypaw didn't want her seeing her mother doing such things. "You can't do this. You're supposed to be happy."

( ninja'd hecc )
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[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 390px; line-height: 1.20; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]HOLY SHIT is this depressing. The song practically emitted sadness. The feline couldn't help, but feel it too. However, she didn't know what to say or do. Victoria barely conversed or interacted with Dai. Sad, but true. She turned to looked at Astral, the child was going through a tough phase. From having a broken jaw, feeling alone in this fucked up world, and not having a mothers love.

[spoiler=TAGS 11/30]

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[justify]GENERAL;
★ VICTORIA MARIBETH CHASE | "TORI" | TRANS FEMALE
★ bisexual biromantic | monogamous | Taken?
★ npc xx npc | generation one | former human
★ Crushing on Holydove | High class Tsundere | Dating?
★ unofficial Otaku | official Queen Bitch| aspiring photographer
★ “Warrior” of Windclan | Regular ranked | young adult
★ Bitchiness defensive mechanism | Anger management
★ Insecure baby | based on Victoria from Life is Strange
★ voice reference | human au reference | plot thread

PHYSCIAL;
★ PURE BLONDE FELINE W BROWN EYES [ main ] | unhealthy
— Victoria is a rather lanky feline, her tail is extremely long. Ears are pointed. She is a yellow tabby, who bears brown eyes. Their fur is a little wild, but for the most part prim and proper. They have a natural pissed off resting face, even though they don’t like it. Victoria wears a red male cardigan . Normally they wouldn’t be found in such article of clothing, but it is in memory of someone. When they take off their cardigan, various horrendous jagged scars are littered throughout their body. The only part that isn't disfigured is their face.
PERSONALITY;
★ Neglected child type
— Rich and arrogant, Victoria is a typical snob who boasts about her expensive designer clothing and state-of-the-art electronic equipment. Picks on others and is quite dramatic. Funny when intoxicated. Victoria has a secret nerdy side, evident from the collectible figurine she collects. Cough, anime. Studious, and knowledgeable due to her previous life at Blackwell Academy. She is ambitious. Victoria has a distinct vulnerable side; she confides in select people that she overcompensates despite her talent and supposed confidence. It seems as though there is more to her than meets the eye, and that she is secretly just hopeful for a future career in photography, and wants what any other teenager wants; to fit in.

RELATIONSHIPS;
★ hopeless romantic
★ ¼ of the nothing yet | definitely isn’t a shapeshifter
★ crushing on Holydove "Kate" | no predetermined love interest
★ loathes the thought of love | extremely pessimistic
★ will blackmail you | you’ll have to fight her
★ Regularly smokes, it's a problem to be honest.
★ adores anime | embarrassed easily | Bio
★ Aunt to Morgan

INTERACTION;
★ Hard physically, pitiful mentally
★ will eventually obtain a shotgun.
★ can powerplay nonviolent/peaceful actions
[color=#E3D56E]★ ask for injury / capture - no kill
[color=#E3D56E]★ attack in [color=#E3D56E]bold #E3D56E

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[align=center][SIZE=9pt][color=#E3D56E]「 ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ 」[/size]

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He turned back towards the female that had been singing, and subconsciously began to hum, eyes lowering to his own bandages legs.

[spoiler=tags, updated 11/29]general:
samuel | sam, dislikes being called sammy
intersex - identifies as genderfluid, uses he/him pronouns
pansexual panromantic monoamarous | single
windclan | rank : regular | npc x npc |
½ winchester brothers | dating caroline

physical:
- {birth body, main} wolfdog / smoking green eye / wears a collar labeled 'winchester' / ref : click {loki the wolfdog}
- {secondary} white wolf, extra fur tipped black, extra mane fur, feathers sprouting from it's neck {black}, large
- {tertiary} average feline, black fur tipped russet/auburn, slightly colder blue eyes, collar around his neck that's a warm brown color
- {off-hand battle} black stag, amber-brown eyes, vines/flowers intertwine his antlers, half moon circle brand on left shoulder, eyepatch on right eye : ref // click
- wears armor : click
- golden lab shorthaired / female body / two eyed, green / wears a collar labeled 'winchester' / cutting scars on front legs / possibly pregnant :^)

physical injuries:
- 100% health

mental injuries:
-52%, unstable
-ptsd, anxiety, depression, hallucinations
-is tormented by either lucifer or arthas - less effective on him

personality:
- angry {at everything and himself}, unpredictable, terrified of himself, full of grief, remorse, distracted, calm, quiet, strong {physically}, wrathful, cruel, and always puts on a fake happy face

powers:
- all powers
- blood/tears are a light black
- linked to caroline

confrontation:
- physically hard, nearly impossible mentally
- attack in [color=#006B00]bold #006B00
- can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions[/spoiler]
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