I'm not afraid to take a stand [♡] riverclan rescue raid

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OOC: Mobile :P

Current Character: Nami

IC: The squirtle felt a heavier weight on their shell, they craned their neck around to see the leopard on their back. "Oh, so it's you..." he commented, oddly cheerful given the situation. Nami soaked himself in water, hoping to slip out from the leopard's hold.
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General:
- Name: Nami
- Gender: Male
- Slight Sadistic Side
- Bloodclan
- Age: 14 moons
Appearance:
- Large Shiny Squirtle
= Description:
- Size: about 2 1/2 - 3 feet tall (larger than average Squirtle.)
- Skin is a teal color.
- Eyes: A warm reddish-brown.
- Shell: His shell is a cool, light green.
= Mutations:
- Vampirism/Fangs: Can "Eat/Drink" blood.
-OC link to reference (might not open in a new tab, so be careful.)
Injuries:
[color=#DDA0DD]- None Right Now
Powers/Abilities:
[color=#DDA0DD]- Seeing/Absorbing Spirits: Can morph into a spirit's "body" not possession.
- Conjuration
- Scent and Sound Manipulation.
- Fangs/Vampirism
- Water Manipulation/Pelt/Skin
Combat/Chat:
- Powerful Physically and Mentally
- Water Manipulation
- Has a dagger he likes to use in battle
- Also uses tail in battle.
- Bold is used for talking
- Italics are used thinking
- Blue is for when I'm using powers
- Use Green if you need my attention
- Used Red to attack me
- Ask for severe injury/kill/capture

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 455px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 8pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]He snorted at that one. It was highly funny she thought he was going to negotiate with her at all. He shifted his stance a bit and backed up, eyes flicking back before he glanced at Ashbringer talking to Arcanepaw. He tilted his head a bit before looking back ahead and shaking his skull lightly. "I'm not negotiating with you. Get your leader to come over here without your little antics and I'll talk to her. She has authority over her clan just like I do. So if you want something then I'll talk terms with her."

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Ramses was here. It was like she could FEEL him, and that was just.. weird. Sylmae twitched an ear as she padded forward and moved up beside Jackdaw, her golden eyes studying the others. "Just what I'd expect of Riverclan's leader. Letting her lessers do the negotiating for her just because she has no backbone." Sylmae muttered softly, flopping herself down on the ground, almost as a bit of a bodyguard for the male at her side. She didn't trust these Riverclanner's not to double over and try to tag team her leader and though she knew he was strong, she would rather him not end up dead because of these fish bastards.

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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 410px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][color=#ffffff]Wild raced to the scene, following closely behind Valentine. He had expected to see bloodied bodies and a lot of fighting, but it was mostly just Escaflowne attempting to negotiate with Jackdaw. The riverguard made his way over and joined the pregnant tiger by her side. He stood tall, his eyes a complete different color now as he looked to Slymae. [color=#b0b8d8]"Look whose talking." He snapped back at the husky. Wildhunt had not been apart of Riverclan when she was around but he had returned right around the time she betrayed and left the clan he called home.