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    YOU ARE MY FAVOURITE MEDICINE

    ivorytowers / sunclan / ♂ / feline-kitsune / 12 months

    *:･ﾟ✦ He had not really been about much which was a shame seeing that despite his overall personality was quite a soft, friendly one. His childish, friendly nature was something rather noticable about him. The way that he would rather mess around instead of doing anything even remotely political. The way that he would pout in opposition as he would much prefer to stargaze than sleep. He was still a child at heart, there was no doubt about that. Despite the gentleness that he flaunted, there was still no doubt about the fact that he was an individual who should not be messed with under any circumstances unless the other being wanted to lose a pint (or at least whatever he could get) of blood. Iv was nice until he didn't need to be.


    He could be one's best friend just as easily as he could contort into someone's worst nightmare.


    Such duality was certainly extremely dangerous but it was not like he could really stop the way that he was born. His heritage was not a thing that he could change and even if presented with the opportunity, he would more than likely chose to not alter who he was. At least, such changes would not be made willingly or sober. Nervously, chalk white wings flicked outwards away from the body that they belonged do. The small, brief action was and always would be enough to stir him from his daydreams. Ivory really needed to try to put in a little bit of effort when it came to his clanmates and family. After all, he had needed to depend on them for so long now that it would be stupid of him to suddenly try to forget them. The hybrid sunclanner shook his head lightly, faint rose pink eyes fluttering shut for a few moments as he attempted to compose himself, taking a tentative step forwards into the light filtering down upon the garden of white roses, his own crisp snow coloured fur practically blending in with his surroundings. The only main giveaway was the telltale glow of pulsing patterns flowing around his body as if his veins were filled with sapphire water from the arctic.


    "Crap"


    A single word hissed out from his mouth as he realised what was happening. He was falling. The one thing that Ivorytowers did not count on was his clumsiness however and was therefore surprised when he stumbled forwards slightly, slender limbs crossing over each other in a way that was definitely not dainty unlike the image that his small, frail form seemed to try to portray. Bob-tail twitched as panic coursed through his body, the instinctive fear of falling and never stopping flashing through his mind like lightning. His physical reactions were luckily faster than his mental ones and he found himself stood with all four paws planted firmly on the ground, shaky frown beginning to taint his delicate features.


    What a fool.


    //i'm sorry if parts of this don't make sense, i'm kinda just writing whatever comes to mind and hoping for the best wh oops

    ♚ APOCALYPTICLOVE ♚

    and I'm the one you can never trust

    The female had watched him fall and was less mused than others may have bee, Bounding forward, she would stop short of the other and blink. "Hey. You okay?" She called with a tilt of her head. She didn't know him, but she was caring in her way.



    thinking | "speech" | tags | bio | plotting

    Created by Elfie

    ♥ Despite having been a father to Ivorytowers for the last year, the golden-pierced Commander wasn't too close with the tom. He blamed himself for this fact, even though the only things that had kept him from his son were things he could not control, such as a coma, mental breakdown, and the overwhelming duties fo leadership. He only hoped that the passion he carried for protecting and defending his offspring was enough to make them know that they were the reason he lived, but he would never ask. He was supposed to be the cool dad, after all.

    Cool Dad(tm) was strolling along the streets of the capitol when he happened upon the falling Prince, expression not wavering even at his surprise. Apocalypticlove had already asked the most important question, so all he said was, "Practicing your landing?" He stuck a paw out in an offer of physical comfort as his golden-red eyes scanned the younger tom, looking for any wounds he may have gotten during his fall. He seemed fine besides the initial shock, although the vampire remaine worried as his glance returned to Ivorytower's own.

    [ welcome to sunclan! this post kinda sucks sorry lmao ]

    ･ﾟ ✦ ° now you're so cute but that's old news - Cue the polar opposite of Ivorytowers. Where her brother always seemed to put-together and graceful, Sugarrush was a mess. She was always on the move, fidgeting, babbling, and exuding an energy that probably put everyone else on edge. The girl watched from afar as her brother stumbled, horror flashing through her and the need to save him compelled her to her paws. However, by the time she was within earshot of conversation he had long-since saved himself which was impressive to the energetic feline that never had the attention span long enough to pay attention to where she put her paws.


    "Nice catch!" she said with a grin to her brother before tipping her chin upwards slightly to offer him her nose in greeting, "I would have fallen flat on my face, no doubt." Her chocolate gaze then drifted to their father and she smiled brightly to him as well, giving him a nod in greeting before returning her gaze to her sibling.


    (welcome to sunclan !! excuse my shit quality/muse, its 1am and im about to pass out)


    Arcaniums were all so different in their own rights, it was frankly amusing and facinating to observe. A little creepy that did sound, but with the family running the clan metaphorically and quite literally, it was hard to escape the thoughts. However Angelpaw thought of Ivory and his family, the Sunclanner was inclined to check that the hybrid was okay physically. Even if the boy looked completely fine. "Are we okay? Sticking the landing looks rather painful." Parroting Apocolypse, Ang absentmindedly lied a little about how the accident looked. In the kitsune's opinion there was nothing particularly painful looking about the fall, and there would continue to not be until Ang fell from a similar height.


    notices 10/10/17