[center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Sweetophelia hadn't seen BloodClan in quite some time. She had visited more recently as Alysanne but the visit had been so brief and because she hadn't truly been herself, she could hardly count it as a true reunion. But the BlizzardClan deputy wasn't in the anti-clan now for that reason either. Most of her friends in BloodClan had long left by this point, and she had come to BloodClan bearing official news. Sad news unfortunately. Approaching the borders, the pregnant Ragdoll took a seat, sighing quietly from the effort. It was only recently that she had gone public with her pregnancy in BlizzardClan and it would not be long until she gave birth to her second litter. Later on, she'd be visiting Westeros for the same purpose, and she was rather hoping to see her son, Jaehaerys, at the same time. Perhaps he would appreciate gaining new half-siblings.
RUNNING WITH THE WOLVES — open; blizzardclan
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Cataclysm certainly didn't know the female ragdoll, in fact there wasn't ever a time when the ex-leader had been all that close to anyone in Blizzardclan. "Greetings, the Siberian beast would begin with a gentle flicker of his striped tail, "I'm Cataclysm, and what does one from Blizzardclan seek?" The female seemed to carry a high position, although which he wasn't sure. Just the way she spoke and carried herself, it was generally easy to determine who was at the border with official business and who was not.
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[center][fancypost=bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px; text-align: justify;]This guy talked like he was born a few centuries late and it was strange to the maned wolf. But he made no comment on it like he usually would do. His chaotic spirit had flown the coop since recent events and he just walked over with a frown on his muzzle. Pale celery colored eyes looked at the Blizzardclanner with disinterest before he sat down and gave out a soft huff. Well, this should be important or something since they never saw any of their allies anyway. He shrugged his shoulders before he looked away deciding to finally introduce himself. "Jackdaw's the name."
GENERAL:
▪ JACKDAW EREBUS MORTEM | Nicknames - Jay, Jackie, Jack | --- | Male
▪ Bisexual | biromantic
▪ body age: 2 years | 12/13 | realistic aging
▪ warrior of no one yet | Unofficial pirate
▪ slightly based off of Edward Kenway; AC4
RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Single | No Crush
▪ ½ ship name
▪ EVANGELINE × HEARTBREAKKID | Gen 04
▪ Best friend to Apex
IMPORTANT FACTS:
▪ is very selfish
▪ can not stay in a closed off relationship - sleeps around
▪ carries a French cutlass he stole off a corpse
▪ cares only about those closest to him if any though ambition can get in the way
▪ carries two daggers
▪ will steal nice things, no matter who it is
▪ is a looter and will steal things off of dead bodies
▪ used to be a one year old leopard
▪ charismatic asshole and cutthroat
PHYSICAL:
★ MANED WOLF [birth/main] | health: 100%
— he is a maned wolf, no mutations added to him to give him natural appeal. the only thing that is different about him is his coloration. he is not like the normal reddish orange and black of normal maned wolves. his colors are lighter with more browns and blondes thrown in, the blonde being on his legs, throughout his mane, and on his muzzle, and the slightly light reddish brown covering the rest of his body, though his tail ends in a black brushed tip and his pale green eyes are rimmed with black.
— ACCESSORIES - the male has three piercings on each ear, rimming the outside though they are high up. the hoops are made out of black obsidian. he also wears a bandanna around his right foreleg that is dark blue, tattered and frayed at the edges. near his butt is a tail cuff made out of the same black obsidian but also dotted with diamond shaped sapphires
— [i]major injuries: none
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Evangeline herself was silent upon arrival, settling down beside her son and offering Sweetophelia a warm smile. The scent of BlizzardClan admittedly made the alabaster cougaress feel uneasy considering she had been murdered at their border not too long ago, but she'd try hard to stay unbiased towards their guest.
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GENERAL:
◦ SWEETOPHELIA TARGARYEN | FEMALE
◦ ? Age | Ages at roleplayer's discretion
◦ Created July 12th, 2015
IMPORTANT FACTS:
◦ Current BlizzardClan Deputy
◦ Current ambassador to WindClan
◦ Speaks fluent French as a second language
◦ Former BlizzardClan Vice-Leader & BloodClan 3rd Tier [2015]
RECENT EVENTS:
◦ Gave birth [1/21]
PHYSICAL:
◦ Domestic Feline [main] | health: 95%
— A tall seal-point Ragdoll cat with pale lilac eyes
— major injuries: n/a
— minor injuries: n/a
PERSONALITY:
affectionate | courteous | cynical | feminine | introspective | maternal
passionate | paranoid | politically inclined | proud | scornful | vindictive
RELATIONSHIPS:
◦ Bisexual Biromantic
◦ Dating Riddlersgame | ½ of Swiddler
◦ Was adopted by Snowwhite Dubois
◦ Eurydice Targaryen x Domeric | Gen 3
◦ Malaella Targaryen x Lucerys Targaryen | Gen 5
POWERS:
◦ conjuration | discovered - mastered
◦ super senses | discovered — mastered
◦ teleportation | discovered — mastered
◦ elemental powers | discovered — mastered
— fire elemental powers
INTERACTION:
◦ Mentally difficult | Physically difficult
◦ Unlikely to Start Fights | Will End Fights
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Amour's son walked over to where a few of his clanmates were surrounding the new Blizzardclan leader. November knew little about Tama, but he knew that she was quite popular. "I'm November and I'm sorry for the lost of your leader. We wish your clan luck.", he said somberly hoping that this was the correct and respectful thing to say.
★ GENERAL ★
[font='georgia']November Darling | Nov
Male | 19 moons | Heterosexual
Bloodclan | 2nd Tier & Boneclan (Dual-membership)
★ RELATIONSHIPS ★
Dating Tessa | Virgin | No apprentice
Amour Darling X NPC | Gen 2
Easy to talk to and make friends with
★ PHYSICAL APPEARANCE ★
South China Tiger | Health 80%
Reddish orange and black | White underbelly
Broad shoulders spaced far apart
Smaller than average tiger | Bulkier than average
Gold eyes | Thin Lion-like Tail
Scar on Shoulder | Three Scars by Whip on Back
★ACCESSORIES ★
*Not always wearing these at all and not always wearing these together*
► dark red velvet cloak
► long golden chain he wraps irregularly around body
► necklace made of large meteorite shards
★ PERSONALITY ★
► polite and kind
► fun-loving jokester
► often obsessive and a perfectionist
► excellent problem solver
► introvert and nervous around new people
► sometimes awkward
► loves attention
★ POWERS ★
Mainly Fire Based
► laser eyes [minimal experience | when extremely angry]
► heat vision [minimal experience]
► elemental pelt [fire | when feeling strong emotion | minimal experience]
► ability to change body parts
★ INTERACTION ★
Might start fights | Will show mercy
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]So their leader had died, a person he never knew. So he hardly felt bad for them. He tilted his head a bit as he pulled up a paw and pressed it against his muzzle, fictional brows furrowed as he gave a light shaking of his had. Who was Saltcircles? He shrugged his shoulders before he decided to be kind and nice for once. No need to run his mouth and create tension here at the least. "Sorry for your loss and give Saltcircles our congratulations." He finally murmured before he turned to leave.
GENERAL:
▪ JACKDAW EREBUS MORTEM | Nicknames - Jay, Jackie, Jack | --- | Male
▪ Bisexual | biromantic
▪ body age: 2 years | 12/13 | realistic aging
▪ warrior of no one yet | Unofficial pirate
▪ slightly based off of Edward Kenway; AC4
RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Single | No Crush
▪ ½ ship name
▪ EVANGELINE × HEARTBREAKKID | Gen 04
▪ Best friend to Apex
IMPORTANT FACTS:
▪ is very selfish
▪ can not stay in a closed off relationship - sleeps around
▪ carries a French cutlass he stole off a corpse
▪ cares only about those closest to him if any though ambition can get in the way
▪ carries two daggers
▪ will steal nice things, no matter who it is
▪ is a looter and will steal things off of dead bodies
▪ used to be a one year old leopard
▪ charismatic asshole and cutthroat
PHYSICAL:
★ MANED WOLF [birth/main] | health: 100%
— he is a maned wolf, no mutations added to him to give him natural appeal. the only thing that is different about him is his coloration. he is not like the normal reddish orange and black of normal maned wolves. his colors are lighter with more browns and blondes thrown in, the blonde being on his legs, throughout his mane, and on his muzzle, and the slightly light reddish brown covering the rest of his body, though his tail ends in a black brushed tip and his pale green eyes are rimmed with black.
— ACCESSORIES - the male has three piercings on each ear, rimming the outside though they are high up. the hoops are made out of black obsidian. he also wears a bandanna around his right foreleg that is dark blue, tattered and frayed at the edges. near his butt is a tail cuff made out of the same black obsidian but also dotted with diamond shaped sapphires
— [i]major injuries: none
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[center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]The relationship between Bloodclan and Blizzardclan had been under strain recently, the primary factor being the temporary murder of Evangeline; yet as the tigress approached to greet Sweetophelia, the news which she heard was enough to shake even her. "We're sorry for your loss," said the queen, reflecting on the legendary leader- How long had she been at the head of her clan for? A year? Longer than many other rulers managed to hold onto their throne. That alone indicated strength. It went without saying that her death would greatly shake the clan, and she hoped that they would recover from the grief okay. Ducking her head respectfully she added, "If we can assist you in any way, please send word. We stand by our allies in trying times like these."
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[size=12]It'd been a while since he had last seen Sweet. Perhaps, there had once been some affection between them but since they separated, the flames had died down to cold ashes. The black lion approached, critical blue eyes looking over the figure of the ragdoll she-cat. He didn't miss the curve of her belly, promising new life.Tsubodai didn't have condolences to give. He merely raised a brow as he approached, eyeing her. "Who's the happy new father, eh?" He had his guesses--from what he'd seen, Sweetophelia and Riddlersgame were pretty close.
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[center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Nodding simply as condolences and congratulations were given, her pale lilac gaze lingered on Amour. She might have said something to the BloodClan queen if Tsubodai had not followed immediately after. Her eyes immediately turned cold as she regarded him, searching his face for any trace of bitterness, envy, or hurt. Of course she found none. It had always been her to fall into the same mistake over and over again - she had always cared far too much, giving him all of the power in their relationship, the power to hurt her with a wrong look or dismissive word.
But he was untouchable in every way, wasn't he? Did he even have a heart? Clearly she had never possessed it. "I doubt you know him." Over the summer she might have been more free with her words when she was reunited with Riddlersgame, but even so Sweetophelia had been too ashamed to truly discuss Tsubodai with him. She couldn't remember how much she had shared - the encounter had occurred shortly before her death and her memories were still slow to return to her. "But nevertheless I hope that you're pleased, you're going to an uncle." She wanted so much to be as indifferent and passionless as he was, but that wasn't her way. She wanted to see him hurt, because in her own way she still cared. Eyebrows lifting in a brief display of weariness, the Ragdoll returned her attention to the rest of the BloodClanners present. "I must be going now, I still have to visit other allies. But I was truly glad to see you all."
GENERAL:
◦ SWEETOPHELIA ALYSANNE TARGARYEN | FEMALE
◦ ? Age | Ages at roleplayer's discretion
◦ Created July 12th, 2015
IMPORTANT FACTS:
◦ BlizzardClan Leader
◦ Ambassador to WindClan
◦ Speaks fluent French as a second language
◦ Former BlizzardClan Vice-Leader & BloodClan 3rd Tier [2015]
RECENT EVENTS:
◦ Gave birth [1/21]
◦ Became leader [1/22]
PHYSICAL:
◦ Domestic Feline [main] | health: 95%
— A tall seal-point Ragdoll cat with pale lilac eyes
— major injuries: n/a
— minor injuries: n/a
PERSONALITY:
affectionate | courteous | cynical | feminine | introspective | maternal
passionate | paranoid | politically inclined | proud | scornful | vindictive
RELATIONSHIPS:
◦ Bisexual Biromantic
◦ Dating Riddlersgame | ½ of Swiddler
◦ Was adopted by Snowwhite Dubois
◦ Eurydice Targaryen x Domeric | Gen 3
◦ Malaella Targaryen x Lucerys Targaryen | Gen 5
POWERS:
◦ conjuration | discovered - mastered
◦ super senses | discovered — mastered
◦ teleportation | discovered — mastered
◦ elemental powers | discovered — mastered
— fire elemental powers
INTERACTION:
◦ Mentally difficult | Physically difficult
◦ Unlikely to Start Fights | Will End Fights
◦ Attack in BOLD GREY -
[center][fancypost=background-color: none; bordercolor=transparent; text-align:justify; borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; font-size: 9; line-height:110%;color:black;]Just in time for the BlizzardClanner's departing, the child rushed over. He hadn't met any of their allies! "Hey, wait! I didn't even get the chance to meet you. No need to rush away! Your other allies can wait, I'm sure. I'm Oreo, by the way. I've never really seen or met a member of another clan, so this is pretty cool!" The black golden retriever barked, tail wagging like crazy. He wore a smile on his muzzle, somehow holding himself back from giving the almost complete stranger a hug.
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★ GENERAL:
— Oreo Pendragon
— Male, he/him/they/them pronouns
— 6 months old (ages 1 moon every 100 posts)
— Heteromantic Heterosexual
— Member of Extended BloodClan
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★ PHYSICALITY:
★ Golden Retriever [birth & main]
— All black
— Silver hairs here and there
— Chocolate brown eyes
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★ RELATIONSHIPS:
— Single | No crush
[font='verdana']— Shotsfired x Faux
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★ INTERACTION:
[font='verdana']— Physically weak | Mentally hard
— Won't start fights | Shows mercy
— Speaks in bold white | Attacks in bold white
— No maim/capture/kill without permission
— Can powerplay peaceful actions
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[size=12]Really? Did she not think that he was keeping tabs on her? He didn't personally know Riddlersgame, but he definitely kept up with what was happening in many groups. "How much are you willing to bet on that fact?" Tsubodai grinned. There was nothing better than the pleasure of being right, being victorious--beating someone at their own wager. "I'm looking forward to meeting him--and your future children."He glanced over towards Oreo a small hint of amusement on his mouth. Sweetophelia was looking to leave, hoping to get away from him, most likely. "I'm sure it wouldn't matter if the other allies wait a little while," he agreed, nodding towards the young canine. "Why don't you stay and introduce yourself to him?"
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[center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Pausing, Sweetophelia glanced at the excitable child. It was difficult to blame a child for an innocent act but she could not help and resent the smugness in Tsubodai now. She hid her frustration for the time being, not desiring to upset Oreo nor embolden her half-brother any more than she had already had by proving that there was something more than cool indifference between them - bitterness. "Ah," she blinked slowly, quietly considering the black-and-silver pup. Well his name was certainly fitting. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Oreo. I'm Sweetophelia Targaryen." She wondered whose child this was. Certainly not Tsubodai's for he was neither a dragon nor lion. She liked Oreo better for it.
"I'm from BlizzardClan," the tall feline added, keeping her attention focused on the child. "Maybe when you're older you could visit us - we live on islands that float on the sky." BlizzardClan's famous floating islands were still Sweetophelia's favourite aspect of BlizzardClan after all of this time. Her pale lilac eyes flickered to Tsubodai then, watching him through a sideways glance, warier now. "I know better than to gamble against you." Or on him, for that matter. He had disappointed her before. "But if you plan on dropping by, I'd prefer it if you scheduled a date and time first." She didn't need Tsubodai running into Riddlersgame and having her boyfriend asking him awkward questions. In fact she liked the idea of Tsubodai hanging around her unborn children even less. The dark lion was a bad influence if she ever saw one.
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GENERAL:
◦ SWEETOPHELIA ALYSANNE TARGARYEN | FEMALE
◦ ? Age | Ages at roleplayer's discretion
◦ Created July 12th, 2015
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IMPORTANT FACTS:
◦ BlizzardClan Leader
◦ Ambassador to WindClan
◦ Speaks fluent French as a second language
◦ Former BlizzardClan Vice-Leader & BloodClan 3rd Tier [2015]
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RECENT EVENTS:
◦ Gave birth [1/21]
◦ Became leader [1/22]
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PHYSICAL:
◦ Domestic Feline [main] | health: 95%
— A tall seal-point Ragdoll cat with pale lilac eyes
— major injuries: n/a
— minor injuries: n/a
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PERSONALITY:
affectionate | courteous | cynical | feminine | introspective | maternal
passionate | paranoid | politically inclined | proud | scornful | vindictive
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RELATIONSHIPS:
◦ Bisexual Biromantic
◦ Dating Riddlersgame | ½ of Swiddler
◦ Was adopted by Snowwhite Dubois
◦ Eurydice Targaryen x Domeric | Gen 3
◦ Malaella Targaryen x Lucerys Targaryen | Gen 5
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POWERS:
◦ conjuration | discovered - mastered
◦ super senses | discovered — mastered
◦ teleportation | discovered — mastered
◦ elemental powers | discovered — mastered
— fire elemental powers
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INTERACTION:
◦ Mentally difficult | Physically difficult
◦ Unlikely to Start Fights | Will End Fights
◦ Attack in BOLD GREY -
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[size=12]There was a soft sound of satisfaction at her admittance. Tsubodai prided himself on that fact, too--he was just too good at most things, in his opinion. The dark lion tilted his head slightly at her request. "Oh, perhaps expect me in the coming week? I mean, BloodClan and BlizzardClan are allies. It would be unfair to limit visits of any one warrior in an allied group in such a manner," Tsubodai added, not being able to hide his smirk. "What would Evangeline and Amour think about you denying their warriors?" Despite their similar size, Tsubodai was sure that in an outright fight, BloodClan could easily make mince-meat of BlizzardClan. That group, despite calling themselves a neutral group, were still quite pro in his eyes and were still filled with soft-hearted warriors. "Though if it makes you feel better, I'll bring gifts."