FINALLY SEE THE INNER ME // open, gender bender au

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    Play your characters as opposite genders man ;) this will be fun


    He thrusted the dagger into the rough bark of the redwood tree. His petbird, Myla, was watching him from afar, ready to help him if need be. But he needed no help. He was Littlestar and his image told people that he would never need help for he was good at what he did. Or at least, that was what he liked to think. The tom cursed through gritted teeth as the dagger remained lodged in the wood, tugging at it with an animalistic ferocity before it finally gave way and sent the three legged male staggering back, curses ablazing. FUCK THIS, FUCK THAT! Littlestar brought the dagger into the ground and grabbed a rock by the base of the tree, slamming it back into the ground until a sizable dent was made. He was livid. The temper had been growing throughout the hot day but now it had reached it's boiling peak. Myla sensed the rage and flew over silently, careful not to stray to close. Littlestar leaned back on his scarred rump and rubbed his temples, briefly hoping no one saw that. Whatever. He thought, an ugly scowl curling his crooked lips. And with that, he stood up and limped towards the main camp to calm himself down. Maybe catch a meal, talk with clanmates and shit. He just wanted to feel less angry then he did right now.


    So the tom seated himself before the freshkill pile and snagged a fat vole, biting into the side and ranting inside his head.

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    Luca had already been lying by the fresh kill pile when she saw Littlestar approaching. She left her half eaten rabbit between he paws, lifting her head to look over at her leader. Boy, he sure seemed mad. Not that Littlestar being mad was a rare occurrence- Luca was pretty sure anger was his default emotion. She'd been meaning to ask him something for a while now, but if he was mad maybe now wasn't the best time. Luca bit her lower lip. No; she couldn't wait any longer. "Hey, Lit," she began, watching him angrily tear into a vole. Yikes. "Have you ever wondered about the implications of your name?" She continued, asking the somewhat crude question as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

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    Vanillabean had just woken up and walked out into the camp when he noticed Luca and Littlestar sitting outside by the food, a question that Vani didn't think that he would ever hear coming from Luca's lips. It was certainly an odd thing to ask, something that most would not really think of and conjure up conciously, though he supposed that there had been many times where he had been curious about why his leader hadn't decided to change his name at times. 'Littlestar' seemed so strange of a name, though it did fit considering how small he was. Vani just knew that he'd not want to be known for his height, but rather other things, though he didn't have much to complain about height-wise.


    Trotting over to the others, the maned wolf would seat himself, tail wagging slightly as he offered a smile in greeting to Littelstar and Luca, looking over the two quickly before stopping. Lit seemed angry - he did often enough - but he wasn't too sure why. The day seemed nice enough.

    "I smell a mister-grumpy-pants." Gary suddenly interrupting, crawling towards them with her ears perked. Gary was such a strange name for a girl, and luckily it wasn't her full name. It was Garnet, but Gary would make do for now, as it could get boring without other options. She sat herself next to Vanillabean before speaking again. "What log got stuck in your boy pussy, Lit?" Vulgar language and inappropriate comments made Gary's personality--it was no wonder her last name was Hickey.

    lost my mind

    WE'RE ALL MADE OF STARS — Poe — HawkClan — He/him

    Poe always seemed to be nearby, but never in, the action. She overheard what seemed to be Littlestar yelling, then several other voices that were too faint to make out. Poe glanced over at her osprey, Yavin and shrugged. Yavin stared at her mistress unblinkingly, then slowly let out a short caw. A little creeped out, the pilot headed towards Littlestar and the rest.


    Poe would be, to most, an odd name for the girl, but the canine didn't mind. She thought it sounded awesome. Her worn jacket was, as always, draped across her shoulders as she came across the scene, late as usual. What had happened here?



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