TEN YEARS OLD | open, marsella needed

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  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]She's so stupid. So stupid. Four days had passed, each day the mother running herself into the ground trying to find her daughter. Except when had she tried WindClan? Of course it was the last ally on her list, and of course that was where Marsi was. Kali is rather sporadic in her trot, despite it's swiftness as it carried her onward. She arrives at the border with her thin chest heaving and her blue eyes saucer-like.


    "Marsi?" She calls out, her voice wavering. She'd step into the territory, uncaring of her tresspassing, disregarding the two clans being allies. She just needed to get to her daughter, her child. "Marsi!"


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    [center][img]http://orig09.deviantart.net/3ee3/f/2009/172/a/f/white_wolf____art_trade_by_miilydork.gif[/img] [center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px;color:#76A7D3;font-size:20px;][font=georgia][b][i]young hearts on fire[/i]―★[/fancypost] [fancypost=borderwidth=0px; font-family: baskerville old face; font-size: 19px; line-height: 10px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; margin-top:-7px; color:#76A7D3] BURNING WITH DESIRE [/fancypost]
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    Quill never did listen and that was the issue with the child but he had noticed how his mother had left camp, he wondered if it was where she'd find Marsi or Attie or even the both of them. Either way, he followed making sure she wasn't able to see him though he knew that he'd have to reveal himself so he trotted forward with floppy ears angled forward listening to how his mother called for Marsi, he should help "Marsi! Marsi!" She had to be here, he had followed the rivers a way but hadn't gone because there was something big out that one night he had searched, he twitched his nose a bit.
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    [align=center][img]https://secure.static.tumblr.com/c93a5cd782d51b181d1adf6a4f7f334e/vkwlxob/ZUVoan38d/tumblr_static_2x4jwy5oqqucwskosc0skco0w_640_v2.gif[/img] [font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=14][size=12][color=#ADD8E6][b]"GENIUS, BILLIONAIRE, PLAYBOY, PHILANTHROPIST."[/b][/color][/size][/size][/font] [color=#F0F8FF]QUILL | SERPENTINE | GRIZZLYBEAR | BATPAW married to Rockafella and my smello[/color] [/align]
  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]Duncan tried his best not to whine like a silly pup, but his body trembled at the thought of seeing his daughter once more. He'd missed her so much, regardless of not having known she was even his offspring. "Honey, are you here? We've come for you, -- to take you back home." He shifted closer to his lover and son. How long had she been gone anyway? He'd been so damn busy with his work, it was saddening.


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    [center][color=black][b][size=10]AND FOR WHAT IS A KING WITHOUT HIS CROWN[/size][/b][/color][center][color=white][font=georgia][color=black] direhound [color=#F7C481]/[/color][/color] [color=black]23 moons [color=black][color=#F7C481]/[/color] attack in bold/italic orange [color=black][color=#F7C481]/[/color][/color] male
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    THE WORST IS YET TO COME[/fancypost]
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    Whoa, this in her opinion was a lot of RiverClanners at the border and she could add on to the two kids that had stumbled onto their territory. "Uhm" she said as she approached, nervously looking at the three. The shrunken leopard wasn't sure what to say at first since she was surprised to see them here already. She had offered to have gone to the clan herself and inform them but it seemed they beat her too it. "She's here, safe and sound along with atlas" she assured, Lit was sure that was the german shepards name when Marsella had mentioned them. "I can go and get them for you" she offered.


    'telepathy' ' thinking'


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    [size=6pt]☪ Endeavor

    [align=center][i][size=10][sub][color=#99a1e5]F O R THE L O V E OF A DAUGHTER[/color][/sub][/size][/i] [color=#aab3ff]Littlespirit Duviel ❄ 12 months ❄ Easy ❄ WindClan[/color][/align]
  • [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:10px;line-height:1.5]#8F75C3 for speaking
    "That's right, they are both fine!" hummed the pup as she trotted over, inclining her head to the visitors before adding, "Atlas just arrived and we were going to send a messenger to alert you." Hopefully Riverclan wouldn't think they had just been keeping their kids here without intending to tell them.
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    [align=center][font='Georgia, serif'][size=12][/size][b][size=14][color=#A9F5F2]「[/color][/size][/b] [i][color=#FFFFFF]like a wildflower, she spent her days allowing herself to grow [/color][/i] [i][color=#FFFFFF]not many knew of her struggle but eventually al[/color]l[/i] [color=#A9F5F2][sub][b][size=14]」[/size][/b][/sub][/color] [/font][/align][font='Georgia, serif'][color=#FFFFFF][/color][/font] [align=center][font='Georgia, serif'][color=#FFFFFF]knew of her[/color] [color=#A9F5F2][b]LIGHT[/b][/color][/font] [/align]
  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]A heaving sigh escapes the slender parted maw, alabaster fur sagging along with the rest of her taut form in relief. She looks to Littlespirit first, smiling gently down at her, and then towards Victorianpup. "Thank you for keeping the two of them safe," the Head Riverguard murmurs, more so eager now to see Marsi's face again. She'd been plagued for so long with images of her daughter, albeit all of these were more.. horrid. As such included visions of Marsi's limp, waterlogged form as Kali discovered it, but luckily the girl would always wake up from those terrors before she got too close.


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    [center][img]http://orig09.deviantart.net/3ee3/f/2009/172/a/f/white_wolf____art_trade_by_miilydork.gif[/img] [center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px;color:#76A7D3;font-size:20px;][font=georgia][b][i]young hearts on fire[/i]―★[/fancypost] [fancypost=borderwidth=0px; font-family: baskerville old face; font-size: 19px; line-height: 10px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; margin-top:-7px; color:#76A7D3] BURNING WITH DESIRE [/fancypost]
  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px;][justify][size=8]She heard her name from where she had been laying, trying to gather her strength back. The voices sounded familiar and it spurred her to push to her paws and clumsily make her way toward the place where the voices were shouting her name. She also caught small bits of the strangers saying that they would go and get her and then Atlie was mentioned. Her floppy ears perked up and she stumbled forward already panting and struggling to get an easy breath in. Her throat was raw from all the coughing she had been doing and her nose was rather dry too but she didn't stop going forward. As her vermillion hued settled on the trio she shivered with happiness, forcing herself to briskly walk forward. "Mom, Quill, G...Zilla!" Her voice was a painful rough bark as she wiggled toward them as she got closer and pressed her nose against her mother's leg before turning to her brother and pressing her face into his neck before looking up at Duncan. She was still very unaware that he was her father but boy was she happy none the less. "A..Atlie is here. They...Wind...helped me."



    4/7 OF THE FISTERHOOD

    SITE MARRIED TO DESMOND

    MERCER - WINDCLAN | DESMOND - RIVERCLAN | ALFEYNNAH - WESTEROS
    FIRST THINGS FIRST, I'MMA SAY ALL THE WORDS INSIDE MY HEAD
    I'M FIRED UP AND TIRED OF THE WAY THAT THINGS HAVE BEEN

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    Atlas was sleeping, and he was sleeping really good. It was a much needed sleep with his exhaustion that came with his running and all the worry that had been plaguing him. He slept peacefully, and he looked quite content. While most everyone was greeting Marsella, he was still asleep. And he stayed that way until Marsi herself spoke.


    Atlas had made himself focus on her voice while he was sleeping because she might need something and he wanted to take care of her. His head whipped up suddenly and his half-open eyes searched for her...oh no...where.....where was she? He climbed to his paws, the German Shepherd's heart raced and limped forwards, his head moving side to side in search of her. "Ma.......Marsi?" his panicked voiced sounded. He ran forwards, avoiding more contact with his right leg and taking awkward steps. Oh man, he forgot about his paw aching like that. Ignoring the fire of pain sparking in his paw.


    He saw the group, and he limped his way over, face creased with concern. He picked Marsella's scent from the group and the exhausted canine pushed himself forwards, "H-Hey!" he barked out with a protective growl following it, at this point his exhaustion couldn't let him focus long enough to recognize that these were his family. The canine swayed on his paws, the German shepherd tripped forward, not able to maintain his balance. He fell onto his face, with a loud "Oof!" he groaned, laying face-first, his butt in the air. He didn't even bother to pick himself up, and he still didn't realize who was here.




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    and with ease he held the weight of the world !

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    Following in after Victorianpup and Littlespirit, Stormkit had received the news that some RiverClanners had come to take Marsella and Atlas home. The medics had done a great job of taking care of the young RiverClanners and nursed them back to health. The Guardian smiled as she sat besides the albino wolf adviser.
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    [align=center][size=8][sub][color=white][b]back in windclan[/b]![/color] [url='https://feralfront.com/thread/2502860-the-calm-before-the-storm-stormpaw-s-bio/']bio *[/url] ex-guardian — 6 moons — attack in[color=lightslategray][b] lightslategray[/b][/color] — played by [url='https://feralfront.com/user/8312-mikka/']mikka[/url][/size] [img]http://33.media.tumblr.com/424558bdbb3839dbff45142ff2ba50df/tumblr_mwvta2AJjG1shho8io1_500.gif[/img]
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    "Attie!" Mae squeaked, not moving quite fast enough to catch her son before he found himself on his face. She weaved around her clan mates with ease and quickly moved up to his side, aiming to press her flank against his gently. She wore an awkward mask over her pretty face to keep her sickness from spreading and she was weak, but she wasn't about to let someone else bring her son home. That was just the kind of mother she was, overprotective. "Are you okay, sweetie? Sit up, let me see that cute little nose of yours." Mae said softly, her words coming out clear but faint and it was obvious she was struggling to actually talk with her sore throat. She had news for him, too, that he had a sister waiting for him back at camp, his biological sister, and she couldn't wait to see the pair of them reunite. Shifting her gaze to the Windclanners, she offered them a dip of her head, her eyes holding a lot of appreciation there but she refrained from talking, hoping they would understand.
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    The windclan medics indeed had nursed him back to health, because his paw wasn't hurting so bad now despite the aching (it had been worse), but there really wasn't much they could do for tired...and that's what he was tired. He wanted to sleep....and that was about it. While he did get some, it obviously wasn't enough to sustain him.


    The canine closed his eyes despite both his paw and snooter throbbing. He just about went to sleep the way he'd was, before suddenly someone called his name. He recognized that voice....he'd recognize if anyday. However when he opened his eyes he saw a mask....one that was obviously covering his mothers face. "There's.....You have.....A mask? My mom doesn't wear masks...." the drowsy canine would say, barely keeping his eyes open. He tried to focus his eyes but nothing happened to better his vision so he stayed where he was, up until she asked him to sit up.


    Honestly, he knew his mom when he heard her....this mask thingy would not hinder his ability to tell it was her. "Momma....." he breathed out, and he looked relieved, as a smile came to his maw. He blinked slowly before finding the beefy to hail his front end up. When he did, he smiled up at her, nearly falling into her as he yawned, aiming to give His sick mom a hug. "You mean my snooter?" atlas corrected with a tired smile. He shook his head, giving a mighty yawn.




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    and with ease he held the weight of the world !

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  • [justify][sup]Kali had offered to take her along to find Attie and whatever daughter it was that had gone missing. So of course Jose, being the girl she was, had jumped at the opportunity. She'd felt bad for the anger she'd displayed, especially towards Sylmae, and so on the way to Windclan she had miraculously managed to keep her mouth shut. She didn't dislike Sylmae, in fact upon getting over her annoyance that they hadn't retrieved her brother straight away, Josie wanted the woman to like her. She did. So she'd kept her mouth shut in order to hold back from insulting anyone. Besides, she was all excited inside due to the fact that after however many moons, she was getting her brother back. Any words that did make it out would be jumbled and probably all over the place.


    At first, even upon seeing him, Joselyn had held back a little. Unsure of where she stood with her brother. Attie was the same Attie as always, but he'd left long before the eight moon old girl had. Goodness, she'd practically only left when their father had been ill enough not to stop her. Was she a coward for that? No, she thought not. After all, he'd killed their mother and Abiliene had been a stronger woman than she ever would be. So unsure of where she stood, Josie simply listened. Listening as Atlas referred to Sylmae as 'mum'. So Sylmae had adopted him.


    But Joselyn just couldn't bite her tongue much longer. Her brown eyes were wide as she stepped forward and into her brother's view. It was one of the very few times that one would see Jose as being anything other than confident, a sheepish smile now on her maw.


    "Attie?" Her words were cautious, as if she was still unsure.


    [spoiler=INFO | updated 11/1/17][sup]GENERAL:
    ★ JOSELYN | JOSE, JOSIE | FEMALE
    ★ Heteromantic | Heterosexual
    ★ 8 moons | Ages realistically
    ★ Apprentice of RiverClan | Former loner


    IMPORTANT FACTS:
    ★ Adopted daughter of Sylmae.
    ★ Sister of Atlas and came to RiverClan looking for him.
    ★ Mother is deceased and Josie escaped from an abusive father.


    RECENT EVENTS:
    ★ Found Atlas in RiverClan
    ★ Escaped from Koday (father)


    PHYSICAL:
    ★ German Shepherd [birth/main] | Health: 90%
    — Josie is a tall and rather solid German Shepherd girl. She is a sandy tan colour, brightening to an orange-like shade around the outsides of her legs. Black takes up her tail, ears and most of her back, also appearing in flecks around her muzzle. Her stomach, chest and the insides of her legs are pale, almost white. In colour, her eyes are a dark brown.
    [i]Major injuries: Currently no major injuries.
    [i]Minor injuries: Bruises and some nearly healed scratches.


    PERSONALITY:
    Loud | Opinionated | Outspoken | Blunt | Honest | Loyal | Protective | Sarcastic | Hotheaded | Impulsive | Reckless | Friendly | Kindhearted


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ Single | Crushing on no one
    ★ Koday x Abiliene (deceased) | Generation ? | Sister of Atlas


    POWERS:
    ★ Invisibility - Undiscovered - Unmastered


    INTERACTION:
    ★ Message [main account] to plot
    ★ Makes friends easily.
    ★ Easy-medium physically | Medium mentally
    ★ Won't start a fight | Will fight back | Will not capture or torture
    ★ Attack in bold
    ★ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.

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    [i](n.)[/i] an experience that one feels most deeply, and, in a sense, [i]'lives through'[/i] — not just mere life experience, but something memorable which happens to someone.
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    As Attie snuggled closer to Sylmae, he felt something inside him click, as if he was reuniting with someone he loved. While this was true and happened many times with Sylmae, this one was different. It was a warm feeling, one that relieved him. While he was confused as to why this was happening now, he didn't question and he stayed where he was. That was, until his throbbing snooter picked up a smell....it smelled different, and it wasn't something he recognized right away.


    it wasn't that atlas forgot his own biological family, no, he kept everyone in his mind every night and day. It was just a smell that he hadn't smelled in a long time. Strange thing was, there was no person to go with the smell, at least not yet. And plus he was far too tired to determine who it was just based on smell.


    He had his eyes closed when she finally stepped into where his view would be, however when she said his name, he kept them closed.....confused. Was he....dreaming? That sounded like Jose....but she was back with da. It was after a moment of pondering what was going on when he finally opened his eyes. They fluttered open slowly, and he saw the taller, much stronger form of his sister. His eyes went wide like hers and the Olive eyed canine blinked a few times. Obviously her being here was not clicking.


    He stared at her, and he even sat on his haunches to rub his tired eyes to see if he was hallucinating. But when he cleared them she was still there. It was then that everything around him seemed to set in. Quill, Kali, Duncan, Sylmae......Joselyn. They were......they were all here? In windclan? He knew they were searching for Marsi, but he didn't entirely expect everyone. After all, that's why he left by himself so he could get her back without having them travel too much. But it seemed they were late getting back, so they came here. And that was ok.


    However as he looked from each person, he found his eyes lingered on his sister, and he just kind of stared. Now it all made sense....the warm feeling, the sense of their souls reuniting, the smell. She was....she was really here. As everything came crashing in, he felt his throat tighten and he was at a loss for words. His eyes came over with many emotions. Happiness, sadness, and a little bit of relief. He felt his eyes well up, and then he got to his paws akwardly limping/running to her as he let himself cry. He threw his paws around her, and he let out a loud whine. "Joselyn..." he started, but he couldn't finish. He wanted to tell her how much he missed her and just how much he needed her, however that was clearly shown through his sobbing on her and just his general body language. "I.....I....M-Missed....you.." he managed to whimper out between his crying.




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    and with ease he held the weight of the world !

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  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]The sight of her beloved child moves her, and not just physically. She feels four days worth of worry and stress that had built up a solid wall come crashing down inside of her. Her paws ached, as did her ligaments, but that did not stop her from traveling to WindClan, nor did it stop her from stepping forward, leaning down, and licking her baby to bits.
    "Mars.. I'm so glad you're okay," she murmurs in between licks, smiling so widely her cheeks began to ache. Marsella was alive, and even better she was okay, and even better.. they could take her home. She turns to speak to Duncan when Atlas' presence is made known, and Kali winces as the pup falls flat on his 'snooter'. Sylmae is there to comfort him, and not long after Joselyn had stepped forth, and Kali prepares to watch the two siblings reunite with orbs brimming awe.


    The alabaster direhound looks to Sylmae once more, however this time she sighs deeply with a resigned huff. "Sylmae," she addresses quietly, shaking her head, "Usually when one is sick, they don't travel territories away." Concern enters her optics, but she stays put, with Marsi in her hold and the blue-and-ebony fur atop the girl's head a mussed mess from Kali's tongue.


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    [center][img]http://orig09.deviantart.net/3ee3/f/2009/172/a/f/white_wolf____art_trade_by_miilydork.gif[/img] [center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px;color:#76A7D3;font-size:20px;][font=georgia][b][i]young hearts on fire[/i]―★[/fancypost] [fancypost=borderwidth=0px; font-family: baskerville old face; font-size: 19px; line-height: 10px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; margin-top:-7px; color:#76A7D3] BURNING WITH DESIRE [/fancypost]
  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px;][justify][size=8]She didn't mind the licks as she was happy that her mother was here and that she cared. It had been so long that she had been separated from them and the safety that blossomed over her made her feel a bit better even if she was still panting relatively hard. She swallowed painfully before she pressed her muzzle up against her mother's leg gently. "Home..." That was where she wanted to go right now and she frowned a bit as she looked over toward Atlas with blurry eyes. He didn't look too good and she hoped that everything was going to be okay with him. He might be just as sick as she was right now. Sniffling she would look back up to Kali before pushing to her paws and slowly walking to Quill to press herself up against him and nibble gently on his ear.



    4/7 OF THE FISTERHOOD

    SITE MARRIED TO DESMOND

    MERCER - WINDCLAN | DESMOND - RIVERCLAN | ALFEYNNAH - WESTEROS
    FIRST THINGS FIRST, I'MMA SAY ALL THE WORDS INSIDE MY HEAD
    I'M FIRED UP AND TIRED OF THE WAY THAT THINGS HAVE BEEN

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    His sister, his beloved little sister. Quill stepped forward feeling her nose touch his neck and he would attempt to lick Marsella all over her face his tail wagging to the sides furiously "Oh, I missed you! I missed you! I missed you!" He felt her body pressing against his own and he took a deep breath feeling the small piece of him that had gotten lost slowly returning to him, he smiled warmly at her returning the playful nip only to murmur a "thank you" towards the Windclanners and Attie. Oh, he didn't know how he'd feel without his third born siblings, he wanted all of his siblings not just a few of them. He loved them all "I love you, Marsi. . ." He finally uttered quietly nuzzling the side of her neck with his nose gently.
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    [align=center][img]https://secure.static.tumblr.com/c93a5cd782d51b181d1adf6a4f7f334e/vkwlxob/ZUVoan38d/tumblr_static_2x4jwy5oqqucwskosc0skco0w_640_v2.gif[/img] [font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=14][size=12][color=#ADD8E6][b]"GENIUS, BILLIONAIRE, PLAYBOY, PHILANTHROPIST."[/b][/color][/size][/size][/font] [color=#F0F8FF]QUILL | SERPENTINE | GRIZZLYBEAR | BATPAW married to Rockafella and my smello[/color] [/align]