Posts by TEMPORALPAW

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ic- Temporalshenanigans' olive green optics shook as she spoke. All she could think of was the worst possible scenarios that could be happening to her poor daughter. Some of them were actually true, to be honest. The tortie sighed, shaking her head. Things were not clear. Whenever she asked if something was wrong the orange and white tabby replied in a brisk tone. 'Nothing'. Of course that meant something was happening, but who knows?

[color=#36750B][b]"I have no idea, but I know she's keeping a secret. She's sneaking out of camp every morning.. possibly even night. She's tired all the time, and doesn't even seemed focused enough in the first place to do regular student duties. It worries me."

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Nature Wind wrote:

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~Serafim Morsus~Crew~Large sized bengal cat~~Male~3 years of age~6 kilograms of pure muscle~Manipulation of Soundwaves and Pulsewaves~A red pendulum around his neck~Spiked gauntlets on his front legs~

Seeing a foolish female rush towards him the large bengal let a smirk of amusment spread on his face. Serafim didn't have nothing against females but they did know how to lose a battle, who in their right mind just rushes towards a gauntlet wearing male? And a military genius at that. Temporal's mental screetch didn't even made him flinch just chuckle slightly, oh how prideful they were all today!

Shrugging Serafim grinned and waited till Temporal got so close to him that if he waited another second her attack would work, but just before she could hit the large bengal quickly rolled to her right in precise and planed out actions. Hoping that his quick motions would caught her off guard the large bengal will aim to slam his right front fist (there are no claws involved in this attack so it's just blunt force damage) on to the right part of her rib cage, he will try to do so with brutal force that might possibly knock the female to the side a bit

||Fighting: Temporalshenanigans Scoppio||If fighting put name in Teletype yellow||

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Temporalshenanigans Scoppio || RadicalClan || Radical || Hard || No capture/kill/maim || put name in 'green' if attacking || attacking Serafim

ic- Now, the Radical was more prepared and she had fought the lousy tom before so she knew his strategies: brute force. Classic. Even if his quick motions caught her off guard, the femme managed to avoid the paw slamming to her ribs. Trying to counter, Temporalshenanigans swung her paw out, aiming to catch [color=yellow]Serfim's[/color] large paw and jab the bengal in his chest to at least knock his breath out of him.[color=#36750B]

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ooc- my posts will be museless. sorry, very busy and stressed in real life, and i hope it goes away soon

[align=center][justify][font=arial][size=10px]"I assume you are correct.."Temporalshenanigan's words trailed off her black lips, and it almost made her shudder. The images swirled in her head now. Maybe things would turn out right.. but if they didn't....

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Temporalshenanigans stared off into space, her clouded mind filling with images of the future.. most of them were nightmares. Right after she had gotten over her mate's death, things just seemed to worsen. For instance, her daughter Pyropaw might be sneaking out of camp every day and disobeying the clan. That thought alone made her stomach churn.[color=#36750B]

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[color=#36750B]"Oh uh.. Hello?"

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[align=center][fancypost bordercolor=transparent; WIDTH: 290px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-family: arial; color: white; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; color: white; border-right: 1px transparent;]"Good, I guess."The radical lied between her ivory teeth, biting her bottom lip as she did so. Temporal did not want to risk scaring off yet another cat because of her tattered mind. It happened too much to count. Even one of her adopted daughters, Rohthy, was a little frightened by her. Hell, she only saw Pyropaw and Rohthy nowadays, so her beautiful kittens that she had longed for did not even seem like they were born in the first place.

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What are you doing?! Wake up you fucking idiot! You're gonna fuck this conversation up like the last one! Say something interesting! The femme screamed mentally, biting her bottom lip harder. The radical barely even noticed that her ivory teeth had already pierced the skin of her black lip.

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its okay ouo
i have low musee ahhhg

ic- Maybe, maybe, maybe.. Tempy was sick and tired of hearing that word![color=#36750B][b]"I guess.. we'll just have to wait and see..."

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ic- Noticing the worried tone in the femme's voice, Temporalshenanigans straightened her posture.[b][color=#36750B]"Ah.. y-yes... Perfectly fine!"

[align=center][fancypost bordercolor=transparent; WIDTH: 290px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-family: arial; color: white; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; color: white; border-right: 1px transparent;]It was only a hazy memory. The threatening flames inching at her pelt, their red and orange mouths flickering hungrily. The smoke- like a black, hissing snake, coiling around the flame tortie. All the femme remembered was a white, bright light. She was sure she was dead. Surely, she was dead.

This wasn't real. No, it couldn't be. Temporal groaned- for she didn't feel the sharp pang of pain at first. Not until she attempted to move, that is. The Radical was too afraid to open her eyes. This couldn't happen. Impossible. She had died in that fire. There was no way she could have survived.

Tempy.. all you have to do is open your eyes... open them.. That voice. What was that voice? She was certainly going insane. Against all odds, the femme slowly opened her olive ovals. The light filling her vision was immediate. Quickly shutting them again, she let out a small cry. Now she didn't know if she was dead or not. F*cking hell. This was hell.

Slower... you're alive, you're alive. Attempting once again, the tortie screeched when she opened her eyes fully, the bright light of the world making her head swim with throbbing pain. When her pupils finally dilated, she took the time to take in her surroundings. A forest. A f*cking forest.

No, not a beach. Her old home was destroyed by that damn fire. She would kill for water about now. Her throat screamed out, but no sound came. Water.

Visions of the previous RadicalClan camp flooded her mind. The beach, with the shiny white pearls.. Warblercall. Holy sh*t.. Warblercall was dead. She remembered that day, seeing her mate lying on the white sand, unmoving. Dead. DEAD.

F*ck, she just wanted her mate back. She wanted Warblercall. She wished she had died in that fire. Why the hell had she been brought back?

The tortie let out a crackled sound, trying to signal to anycat that was nearby. Her throat was too dry to say a word. Even if she dared speak, all that would come out would be mangled cries.

Cries for help. This was insane. All Temporal Scoppio could do was lie there. Like a f*cking stain left to die.

[color=#36750B]ooc; [color=white]This could have been way better. I'm sorry for my terrible muse ;o;

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'It's me.'The femme sent a telepathic message to the deputy.[color=#36750B]