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  • NOW THERE'S ONLY ME AND THE LONELY | open, promos + changes

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    /ACK sorry I'm a little late ;3;


    Jace's eyes widened slightly and a soft gasp escaped her lips. Her? A brigadier? Amazing. Dipping her head toward the leader, a smile tugged at her lips to reveal pearly white fangs. "Thank you. And congratulations to those promoted!" She was especially proud of her adopted son, Ricky.



  • PARA PARA PARADISE - open

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    Berries? And they were freshly picked? That was really thoughtful. Maybe trying some wouldn't hurt, after all she was a carnivore. "I'll try some," Jace piped up, offering the feline a warm smile in greeting. It was time she got to know all the members in Sunclan and stop being so awkward or weird.



    #jacevaldissc

  • little black raincloud [open- stranger]

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    Instead of what the kitten expected, a two leg, a large wolf appeared with a slight tilt in her head. As her smoldering green optics laid upon the child, a smile curled her thin, black lips. Though it diminished a little at the strange call for help. She didn't seem to be in any danger. "Are you okay, little one?"



    #jacevaldissc

  • little black raincloud [open- stranger]

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    Jace raised a metaphoric eyebrow and blinked rapidly. "I would never even dream of eating you, darling," she reassured, frowning a little. Housefolk? Interesting. "Oh no, there aren't any humans living here." she murmured, offering another smile.



    #jacevaldissc

  • IF THIS IS TO END IN FIRE** joining + injured, open

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    Alerion's wounds were, once again, bleeding. He had one on the lower part of his nape, a few on his flanks, a gash ripping down the side of his face that would undoubtedly leave scars for recalling later, and countless scrapes and slashes on his paws from all the thorns he'd blindly stumbled into. Later, he would never believe the fact that he had even made it onto the Nobleland's territory, but for now, all he could think about was the endless throbbing that his wounds brought him and the relentless waves of pain lapping at the corners of his vision, so close to blanketing his world in gray spots. Exhaustion lapped at what remained of his stamina and the little spotted wildcat fought against it, battling the weakness step by step as he staggered further into unknown terrain.


    "H-Hello?" His raspy voice managed to croak out, his memory of what happened prior to his wounds were absent. The dappled male, continued to stagger blindly along the terrain, finally collapsing onto his side. He lied there, motionless, eyelids slowly sliding over his amber optics as his consciousness began to leave him. Hopefully someone would find him before his wounds took a toll on him.



    #suckmyrion

  • IF THIS IS TO END IN FIRE** joining + injured, open

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    The leopard slowly allowed his eyelids to part, dull honey green optics misty and seeming to be dazed. His rounded audits lifted slightly as he heard the sound of a feminine voice, catching his full attention and gliding his blurred gaze toward the vampiress. "I... A-Alerion... where... where a-am I?" he choked, fighting through another wave of pain that crashed through him and almost sent him into spiraling unconsciousness but he succeeded in staying present.



    #suckmyrion

  • IF THIS IS TO END IN FIRE** joining + injured, open

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]The voices, they were fading in and out and all he caught were just a few phrases or pieces of words that he tried to put together but made not a single bit of sense to his pain-stricken mind. Normally, he would be able to handle it fine but there were too many wounds to ignore. Alerion let out a faint grunt, clenching his jaw as they kept repeating the names 'Helixkit and Gabrielle.' Who were they? "J-Joining... yeah... sure..." he slurred, almost tripping over his words as if he were intoxicated. But he was drunk solely on pain.




    #suckmyrion

  • IF THIS IS TO END IN FIRE** joining + injured, open

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]Alerion cringed, another set of pain causing his form to shudder and his eyelids to slowly close. The voices now seemed to be distanced as he slowly slipped between the line of consciousness and unconsciousness. He had to stay awake, but sleeping seemed so appealing to him. He was so tired and he needed rest. So, letting go of the last bit of strength he held onto, he blacked out.




    #suckmyrion

  • GLORY AND GORE -- ; name change, open

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]Many may not know of him at all since his existence was rare. The jaguar wasn't around much and he wanted to fix that... perhaps with a change of name he would get a new slate. The dappled creature slithered forward and cleared his throat, inhaling a silent breath before speaking. "I'd like to change my name from Alerion to Vestigialtraces." he rumbled in his boisterous baritone of a voice.




    #suckmyrion