IT TAKES THE TRUTH TO FOOL ME [♧] O, TORTURE

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    MOTHER NATURE IS A SERIAL KILLER / fathertime / tba / he&they / tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]again, when father comes back to the plaza, yet another child is encased in their jaws, this one happening to be the shadowclan leaders (as well as the shadowclan deputies) kid. they know for a fact that sango had taken part in the raid on sylvanclan (the clan olive was in), so yeah they feel very justified in their actions as of now. too bad they only nabbed her daughter, and not the leader herself. ah, well. beggars cant be choosers. fathertime lets the little tot fall from their mouth, possibly making her hit the hard, cold concrete of the paved floors. oopsie. they dont need to say anything to adalyn, and so they wordlessly TRY TO SPAM A PAW DOWN ON HER TAIL, A SMALL ATTEMPT TO KEEP HER IN PLACE SINCE UNLIKE WITH ALL OF THEIR OTHER CAPTURES, THEY CHOSE NOT TO KNOCK HER OUT AND INSTEAD SIMPLY TOOK HER.
    / @ADALYN + slightly rushed

  • ADALYN WOLFGANG K.P.H| SHADOWCLAN | SHE/HER


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    The young girl was unsure what was going on. She didn't even know where she was. She had been simply chasing a butterfly. All she ever did was pretty much being a kid. But for whatever reason, this didn't stop fathertime at all. Fathertime kidnapped the young girl from her home. She was unsure what to think as she was dropped to the ground. She noticed that they kept stepping on her tail which caused her to yelp.

    forsaken | edited by reiko | tags

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    That scent... it was familiar. Achingly familiar. Midas was unusually urgent to appear, all senses incredibly alert and on edge as he followed the scent of not only a ShadowClanner, but his sister. A shaky breath escapes him as he rushes forward without thought, a snarl easily produced from his throat. "You get away from her!" Though, instead of tackling his Clanmate to the ground as he wished to do, Midas just attempted to push @FATHERTIME ✧ away from his younger sister. "This child will not be your playtoy."