Posts by Ikimono

ooc: sorry, state testing. super busy.
ic: the ginger tabby smiled briefly as he provided a fair response, "well, I wondered a little bit too far," he settled down with a sigh, "...again."

ooc: my muse has been drained Dx can you make the adoption?

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with a low set smirk the tuxedo nodded in agreement to the deal. bullshit. she could do it. she could do more. paramore ran her tongue around her lips a few times in thought, then settled down her strategy.
the tuxedo, with no hesitance, tried to ram ironpaw hard in the side. hopes raised that her plan to knock the air out of ironpaw and then pin her would work.
ooc; so sorry, fox, I accidentally blocked you when I was on mobile Dx just unblocked.

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with a slight pur, the brown tabby nodded and awaited for her to lead.
ooc; muse death. and should they like. be a couple? xD

Kyriil wrote:

I meant you could create one if you wanted to x3

yeah, sounds awesome.
//late reply.
was there a naming theme of sorts?

Name: Nickelpaw/back
Gender: male//bisexual
Role: Tom1
Relations/Position: wishfulthinking, elixirpaw, akyura, cautionpaw and counterpaw's family tree. so many relations, including coppermine, reindeer, lilysoul, and Juneflower.

chimneysweep-a smoky silver tabby xD
that's one of the names I thought up in math x3

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the bloodlust had been calling her. the sudden thirst for fresh blood and to kill slowly pulling her towards bloodclan. so that's why she joined. running away from Thunderclan and just joining two days ago. she had been recognized by ironpaw, shit, she had to fight to join. but here she was, bloodclanner at heart.

paramore didn't want to be considered a kit, she wanted to be more then that. amongst here wondering about the clan, she discovered the harsh rule that one must kill before apprenticeship--which was her type of rule.

hazel optics bounced around the leader's den, confidence coursing through her veins like the hostile blood of her parents. within the smal tuxedo's mouth was a dog- a medium sized mutt that had absolutely no chance against her, no matter how much of a fight it gave up. the heavy, limp carcass of the mutt left a bloody trail as paramore dragged into the leader's den, releasing it into the sand. among the matted fure of the half-lab, coated in blood and sand, lay a series of claw marks and a few rips and tears in the skin from paramore's teeth.

the tuxedo stood proudly next to her kill and awaited a high position to praise her on her kill and appoint her to an apprentice.
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the ginger tabby stared in amusement, kit's got to learn just as I did, chocolate orbs focusing in. princelypaw wasn't the one to rush to the scene, at least not any more--he had learned his lesson from that.

the tabby lifted his so-called 'brow' as he watched the lilac tabby kitten, before giving a lazy yawn and approaching her with smooth glides of his paws. he had learned from experience; only kill something manageable and you'll pass.

"nice, kid," princely's smooth voice rung like a telephone, a smile lifted on to his face as he looked down upon the kit, "a tleast you made a kill,"

remove the space between the [ and the /
if you look below the font face button when you post, there is a button labeled #. just click on that.

tinwhistle
rodeodrive
brokenstitches

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"all I'll say for now," he let out a brief sigh, "is Bloodclan wears the hell out of you, so I tend to wonder off every once in a while,"

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prince scowled gently at Charlmagne, his chocolate eyes tracing his silhouette, then turning to chuckle at Empress, "it's alright, at least you made a kill."
Ooc: mobile

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"FUCK!" paramore muttered as the searing pain of ironpaw's claws hit her flank. filled with determination, paramore spat as she was launched backwards. her hazel eyes narrowed into slits, and almost as soon as she landed upon her feet she aimed to leap over ironpaw, which would serve as a distraction while she grabbed her scruff and pulled her down. hopefully it would work.
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genetics and the amount of kits are undecided ^^
also, paper, I'll take a kit cx
wutheringheights, after a badass book I'm reading xD

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due to his princely ways the trainee didn't utter a single curse or such at the kit, he simply dipped his tabby crown with a snide remark, "oh, I'm sorry that wasting another cat's life wasn't good enough for you, princess,"

ooc; mbile.

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he twitched his ear and suppressed a chuckle, "hehe, yeah. it gets tiring. bloody bitches parading around the place and causing more and more fights,"

Maggie, I'd love to help. would this be in the advanced boards? I think that's where all of the successful clans start out xD

the dilute tortie by the name of Sagepaw lifted her so-called 'brow' in interest and let a smile lift upon her face at the sight of a new member...a new clanmate, even if it was a dog, "welcome,"the femme yawned, emerald optics glimmering in the sun.

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"but you haven't yet," he raised his 'brow' in amusement, "and it's not like they're ever going to find out--bloodclan is to absorbed in killing, they wouldn't notice just one member out. it's relaxing, ya know, to live elsewhere for a few hours."