peppermint winter { open - candy canes }

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    OPHELIA
    heaven help a fool who falls in love
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 420px;][justify][font=georgia][color=#FFF0D4]She had found them half-buried in the snow, a good twenty feet in from BoneClan's border. They were red-and-white, cane-shaped, and smelled strongly of mint- and they tasted that way, too, Ophelia discovered, as she munched on the candy canes. She had never had such a thing before. She had smelled mint, but never eaten it, and this was just weird to her. The taste was fresh and pretty good but, at the same time, it stung her nose a bit.


    She hadn't even thought to check if they were poisoned, because Ophelia, although she had seen dead people and her father had disappeared, was still innocent and naive. The puppy, as she munched on them, figured her clanmates might appreciate the tasty stuff, and so she drug it back to camp and sat down, muttering through a mouthful of the holiday candy, "Anyone want one of these? They taste... good, I guess."

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    [justify]The sight of red-and-white curved sticks drew Andro over to where Ophelia had been, her curiosity sparking a hunger in her. A hunger to nibble on candy canes, to taste sweet peppermint and relish in the flavor. The black and white kitten's fur contrasted with the snow quite a bit, so much that she looked like a black speck traveling through the white. Immediately, she lunged for a candy cane and started to bite at it, not really understanding the concept of licking a candy cane. Small bits came off as she crunched in them, quite enjoying the minty taste that matched the mood of Christmas. Glancing at Ophelia, she took a few seconds to stop chewing her broken candy cane bits and swallowing before she spoke. [b]"Hm...D-Do you know w-who dropped these?"     She mewed, her tone somewhat between thankful and confused. It didn't even come in a bag of a basket, so she didn't think it was a gift.[/justify]


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    general -
    andromeda | andro, andy
    female | she, her
    5 moons | ages every 100 posts
    aromantic | asexual | subject to change
    single (and not ready to mingle) | no crushes | not looking
    sister to orion | ?? x ?? | gen 1
    mentally 14 yrs | physically 5 moons
    co-ambassador | boneclan


    important facts/recent events -
    tba!


    appearance -
    a thin, young kitten. her pelt is pitch black with starry markings of white dotted around it. her eyes are a cold blue. she is smol af
    no other forms | no powers discovered


    personality -
    socially anxious - apathetic - emotional - unorganized - introverted - superstitious - rude


    bio -
    link


    interaction -
    won't start fights bc she doesn't care | will finish fights
    very easy physical | medium mental
    attack in [color=white]bold and italicized white     please!
    ask to capture/rape/torture
    allowed to powerplay peaceful actions
    all opinions are ic!

    OPHELIA
    heaven help a fool who falls in love
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 420px;][justify][font=georgia][color=#FFF0D4]It surprised her, how fast Andromeda was on that candy cane. Although the kitten spoke, Ophelia didn't reply for a few moments, working out the pieces of candy cane stuck in her teeth. "Nah, I just found them!" She yipped with a shrug, pawing another one out of the bag and crunching it noisily between her teeth. Ophelia eyed the black-and-white feline, swallowing a bit of the candy cane before talking again. "Maybe someone from the clan dropped them? Or, maybe they fell from a basket when someone from our clan was bringing an ally's gift basket to the camp." She suggested, tilting her head slightly.


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    [justify][font=georgia][size=12px]Hawkloon approached the two children, suspicion having attracted him. "Those could be poisonous," He rumbled, not sure what to do in this situation. Both of them had already ate the strange foods, so he couldn't really stop them from eating it; that had already occurred. "If you start feeling sick, be sure to go to Cireasa straight away," The hybrid stated, taking a seat near the two.
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    "Hit me up! I haven't had these since I was little." Maverick said to the dark-furred pup. He perked an ear at what Hawkloon said and he tilted his head towards him, arching brow. "Where do you live, under a rock? They're just candy canes." How could anybody not know of candy canes, or even call them poisonous?
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    Considering the young ages of the children, it was understandable that they hadn't a clue what the candy canes were, considering that their first Christmas was only just around the corner. Having smelled mint, the child had come forward, ears pricking when he noticed where it was all coming from - large colored sticks. Having grown up in the city, he knew what some poisons smelled like, the ones that the upwalkers used to keep mice out of their homes, and this did not smell of that.


    Grabbing his own, Orion would take a seat in the snow next to his sister, letting his fur brush against her own as he lie there, paws lying next to each other with the curved end of the candycane in between to hold it up as he licked it, nose wrinkling for a moment at the taste - it was strange, at first, though he liked it.
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