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    [center][fancypost=background-color:; border: 0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;]She hated the asphalt, the concrete. Raven loved the wilds that she had grew up in, so to willingly consign herself to a clan that made their home in a theater was not her cup of tea. However, she would work on it, the place would grow on her she kept reassuring herself. If that wasn't the case, Raven could simply leave whenever the time came, disappear off into the distance and find a place more wild.


    But for now, she was ok. The first couple of days hadn't been slow, so there was a start. However, the clan itself was small and men were scum. It seemed odd really, there was nothing to say that the men were weak but they were still treated as inferiors. Had they failed to prove their strength or was it simply as superficial as misogny? After all, she knew what it meant to hate a group for no reason, but a gender didn't occur to her really. Regardless, she'd have to inquire something.


    First of all, she had to eat her prey. It was a sparrow who's wing had already been broken, so killing it was a formality. Still, it would make a nice meal and she always had adored birds. She had settled down on the outskirts of the forest underneath the shade of a tree, easily visible to anyone that wanted to approach her. Not that she particularly cared if they did.


    [spoiler= ▸ INFO | 31/12/2016][align=left]color=#ff6666
    ▸ raven branwen — previously known as haerii blair alae anima
    ▸ female — she/her
    ▸ immortal — acts & appears like a young woman
    ▸ radical of radicalclan
    ▸ former leader of the rift, head ranger of arcadianclan & advisor of windclan
    ▸ drengr of the rift
    ▸ the raven queen | goddess of death & chaos & time
    ▸ single | formerly fiancee of toast caddo & girlfriend of vindicate clemens
    ▸ sibling to elizabeth blair, anthony blair, cailan vogt, andras szent, rainbowveins alae, winterbones alae
    ▸ domestic feline adorned with raven feather | large raven
    ▸ blunt, cold and untrusting, raven is a woman that has been through a great deal and has become irritated because of it. she believes in survival of the fittest, that those who don't fight for their rights deserve to be crushed by those stronger. a realist, someone who happens to be a foreboding individual. bad things happen when raven is around, the women is a harbringer.
    — posts are in present/past tense, third person


    [size=8]winter has been wronged by a man now and again. she doesnt outright hate them like most women here, notably katniss, but she is not necessarily relaxed in their presence either. the masculine gender is disgusting and dirty, as annoying as having a flea buried in her pelt. she will never learn to respect a man.


    after days of being in her home, buried beneath ideas and events to keep the clan striving, the girl is out and about to witness the beginnings of early spring. her paws dance ahead of her, long strides carrying her through the city's park. of all places, this is possibly one of the nicest kept areas that the territory has to offer. her eyes, cobalt blue, hard, catch movement, and she encourages her head to turn. she finds raven, eclipsed beneath the shade of a thick tree trunk. winter has never seen the girl before, and realizes that it might be appropriate to make herself known around here again. the valkyrie glides forward, head tipping thoughtfully to one side, "hello. are you new here?"[fancypost=border-width:0;color:#FFF;font-size:12pt;letter-spacing:-2px][center]NO WONDER YOU'VE GOT DEMONS / TAGS


    - let the colored vapors in -



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    Disasta herself did not associate herself with the scum whatsoever. She actively avoided them, even the nice ones. She would sooner jump off a cliff than take a scully as her own. She sat near the two and licked her paw, her gold chains around her neck jingling as she moved.

    the emptiness swallowed us # 3.27.17




    ♚ makaio


    [center][fancypost=background-color:; border: 0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;]"Relatively." Raven replies, tilting her head up ever so slightly. She should probably introduce herself to, although that does require effort. She's not into effort on strangers. "Raven Branwen." There we go, a very brief introduction to Winter. And then there's Disasta, and Raven is pretty sure that she was at Raven's joining. Therefore, she can simply give a nod towards the other female.


    "Question, why does Radicalclan hate men?" She asks like you'd ask how has the weather been, non-committal as if she wasn't discussing why one gender is degraded and hated beyond anything she's seen before. Or at least, towards men. She's seen plenty of men treat women that way for sure
    [spoiler= ▸ INFO | 31/12/2016][align=left]color=#ff6666
    ▸ raven branwen — previously known as haerii blair alae anima
    ▸ female — she/her
    ▸ immortal — acts & appears like a young woman
    ▸ radical of radicalclan
    ▸ former leader of the rift, head ranger of arcadianclan & advisor of windclan
    ▸ drengr of the rift
    ▸ the raven queen | goddess of death & chaos & time
    ▸ single | formerly fiancee of toast caddo & girlfriend of vindicate clemens
    ▸ sibling to elizabeth blair, anthony blair, cailan vogt, andras szent, rainbowveins alae, winterbones alae
    ▸ domestic feline adorned with raven feather | large raven
    ▸ blunt, cold and untrusting, raven is a woman that has been through a great deal and has become irritated because of it. she believes in survival of the fittest, that those who don't fight for their rights deserve to be crushed by those stronger. a realist, someone who happens to be a foreboding individual. bad things happen when raven is around, the women is a harbringer.
    — posts are in present/past tense, third person


    take cover, from our future hearts-


    ( future - male - tags )


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    He wasn't exactly sure why RadicalClan hated men, but it probably had something to do with personal experiences. He didn't really see the point in hating a whole group or clump of people, instead believing that everyone had the ability to be a good person, even if they hadn't been in the past. Genuinely curious as to the answer, he silently sat nearby to listen. He didn't think they would care if he was listening anyway, but he hid just to make sure.


    ♚ makaio

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    Alison left the busy theater to get some air. There were plenty of interesting conversations and cats inside, but she wanted something a little different. It was there, in the park, that the Himalayan female found Raven, her newest clanmate, sitting by her lonesome with a sparrow. She faded away until she became completely invisible before approaching her. Almost immediately after she showed up, two other cats joined them. What is this? I was just curious about the newcomer.
    She sat silently near the three cats, not making any noise to reveal that she was spying on them. Not spying, just observing. Then, a third cat appeared. Alison felt as if she wanted to appear and ask these cats' names, but of course she was too shy. She would wait until they introduced themselves to Raven.
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