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  • #ThePetBoutique [Handmade Pet Clothing & Accessories]

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    Hello!


    So, a while back I posted here asking about what counted as 'art' as I was interested in selling some handmade items, and since I had positive feedback suggesting it would be okay (and since i couldn't find aanything against it in the rules) I decided to open up a shop!



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    Welcome to #ThePetBoutique!


    Do you have a hard time finding clothes in your dogs size? Love buying things for your pets? Have a chilly dog or cat? I handmake items right to your pets size in the style you need, at a price that's often cheaper then pet stores!


    All items are also machine friendly for a quick clean!


    How To Order
    It works just like a graphic shop- you place your order, then once I'm ready to get to you, just transfer the money over to me and I'll make your items and send them out. You can also track your orders, since they go through the mail as packages!


    Shipping is free on certain orders, otherwise Ill include the fee in your total estimate :)


    Prices start as low as $6-$28 (xsmall-xlarge) for a basic 2 color sweater (not including shipping). Inquire about other items for prices. You can also request items not seen on the list and I can let you know about making them :)


    Some of the things I make;
    Sweaters
    Bowties
    Small Animal Hidey Huts/Tunnels
    I can also do dress fringes, little designs like hearts/flowers/bones, or even make sweaters to look like the jerseys of your favorite teams :)


    Examples (my pics suck, sorry!)


  • WHAT IS THIS❣ {joiner}

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    CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    The days had been surprisingly nice the last week or so, something that came as a bit of a surprise given the time of year.
    Chem was next to appear. The large, heavily scarred jaguar would make his way over to join Rayne and Unknown, amber gaze landing on the pale furred serval with a brow raised in interest. [color=grey]"The Elite? I haven't seen too many of you guys around. I thought you'd disbanded."

    Chem would say thoughtfully, not having expected one to end up on his clans border. Still, he wasn't upset by it. He had no dealings with them so she was free to come knocking as long as she didn't cause trouble.
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  • running with the wolf pack [Open/Intro]

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    Wolfkit- Wolfpaw - Wolfpack


    [color=black]Armored Apprentice - Difficult - Shdowclan


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    Wolfpaw was glad to be back on his feet again. The dappled apprentice had been out of commision for a while suffering from a break in his leg that had threatened to cripple him, but he was a tenacious sh*t even when it came to his health and healing, and he was back on his feet as good as new, everything set properly.



    So, for the first time in a long time, the large apprentice was outside in camp. It could have just been him, or maybe it was being cooped up for so long, but the white speckled tom felt energized and even a little anxious, eager to get going.



    Wolfpaw would glance around, taking note of his clanmates scattered about the camp, before heading over to the fresh kill pile. It had been freshly stocked, which was a pro and a con to the young apprentice. On one hand there were some fresh and juicey morsels to pick through, but on the other that meant he had little chances of joining a hunting patrol, since one had clearly just been out.



    In the end he plucked a fat mouse from the pile and carried it away to snack on it, wondering what he could look forward to doing that day.



    OOC; Hello! So I'm jumping in with Wolfpaw who- for the sake of my own lack of knowledge- is jumping in after being out from a broken leg for a while, so he's not really up to date on drama that's been happening. If there's anything I need to be filled in on please let me know :)
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  • running with the wolf pack [Open/Intro]

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    Wolfkit- Wolfpaw - Wolfpack

    Armored Apprentice - Difficult - Shdowclan

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    He had just taken his first mouthful of mouse when a voice caught his attention. His ears would prick forward and his gaze would lift from his meal to find a large white tom staring back at him, one made quite notible by the scar on their face. Quickly the apprentice would finish his mouthful, not wanting to seem rude, and gave the other the answer they sought.


    "Oh, yeah. I've been on denrest for the last couple moons so that's not surprising. There was an accident and my leg was broken." he'd explain, his young voice rough but his tone neutral enough to suggest he didn't mind the casual socializing. One also wouldn't expect that he was harboring some troubles over the incedent, for it also took the life of his mentor and father, Flashfreeze. Wolfpaw may not have been overly friendly when it came to outsiders or other clancats, but for the sake of honor and loyalty he tried to make an effort with his fellow Shadowclanners. "It's nice to meet you, Cica. They call me Wolfpaw."


    It was then that he noticed a second person heading toward them, one he actually was familiar with. Irispaw. He'd flick and ear in greeting as she joined them, not surprised when the conversation immediately turned to his leg. It had been absolutely no surprise to anyone that Wolfpaw had taken the injury hard. Not in the sense that he'd given up hope or have his confidence shaken- no, it was nothing like that- the white-flecked tom just wasn't the sort who enjoyed that much leisure time. Like more he'd spent the majority of his young life looking forward to the day when he would learn to hunt and fight for his clan, only to have his ability to do that taken away right when he was getting started. He'd been so frustrated and restless, jealous and sour as he'd watched the others go about their lives without him, and it was the main reason he was so eager to be out and about again now. "Oh, hey Irispaw. Yeah, Littleberry said it's as good as new now. I was lucky." he'd say, offering her a small, almost rueful smile. He'd been lucky, but not his father.


    It was at this point that he'd take another bite of his meal. Thinking of the incident always took his appetite away, but he knew that he needed the food even if it didn't taste as good anymore. Sometimes things could really blow. He was alive though, and he knew Starclan had spared him for a reason, and being the ambitious and stubborn guy he was that meant he'd embrace this second chance like there was no tomorrow.


    He was drawn out of his thoughts by another arrival, though, one that had grown to capture the toms interest. Smokepaw had always been the unconfrontational type, sticking to the backdrop. In fact, if he was honest Wolfpaw wouldn't have even noticed the reserved feline if he hadn't broken his leg and been sent to the medics den. It was only because the dappled tom had been forced to remain in his bed of moss that he'd actually been forced to notice the maine coon apprentice that was shadowing Littleberry as he went about his duties in the den. And that was when Wolf began to notice some of the little things and the awkwardness that surrounded the gray and white healers apprentice, things that were annoyingly charming, like the way he stuttered when he spoke, or how he flinched away from people touching him. They were ticks that should have annoyed or concerned someone, and yet Wolfpaw found he didn't mind it.


    "Hey Smokepaw." he would say, giving a gentle wave of his tail in encouragement for the other to join them, as if to confirm that there was no reason to worry or freak out.


    He wasn't overly familiar with the other- as mentioned before Wolfpaw wasn't overly social with people, even if he wasn't outwardly rude to his own people. But he'd been in and out of Littleberrys den for the last two months making sure everything mended right and that he had a full range of movement, and so the two had seen a fair amount of one another. In fact, Smokepaw had been present for a number of Wolfpaws little tantrums as well, where the frustrated and restless apprentice would rant or claw his bedding to shreds. It wasn't that he was a trouble maker or anything, one or twice it just got the better of him was all. Until you were in a position like that you couldn't really understand how tense and frutrated and anxious you can get being cooped up like that, forced to give up the things you want most.


    Hearing their statement and seeing their gaze shift to his leg, Wolf would lift it and flex it, moving it around and showing off that it was, indeed, fixed. [color=grey]"Yup. No more therapy sessions." he'd say, flashing the long furred cat a small grin. One of the worrys they'd had for him was that the bone would heal, but his movement would be restricted because of the damage. To prevent this he'd been forced to do all kinds of movements and lifts and excersizes to keep his muscles strong and working as the break healed, but he wouldn't be needing them anymore now that he was back on his feet. [color=grey]"I feel like I've missed everything that's been going on in Shadowclan lately. Starclan knows what I would have done if it hadn't healed right."



    OOC; Hey guys, thanks for the welcome and the update on what's been going on. Ivy if you like- just to make things a little more involved with him- she's welcome to have witnissed the 'accident' he was hurt in. His father and him were out practicing their tree climbing when the branch they were on broke. It wasn't too high up, but the branch was a heavy one and it landed on them when they hit the ground, breaking Wolfs leg and killing his dad. Cica could have heard of this incident as well if you like :)


    And heyy, is Smokepaw open to romantic interests? I think he's adorable, so if you are let me know. I saw in your tags that he'll potentially be open to male/male relationships later on, so I'd love to do some plotting with these two, even if it doesn't turn into anything long term or permenant. Just let me know- I like drawn out, well developed relationships so I'm definitely willing to see where it goes if your up for it ,


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  • IF ONLY [&] OPEN ; THUNDERCLANNER

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    Wolfkit- Wolfpaw - Wolfpack
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    Armored Apprentice - Difficult - Shdowclan

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    OOC; Hello! So I'm jumping in with Wolfpaw who- for the sake of my own lack of knowledge- is



    Wolfpaw had many different thoughts when it came to their standings with Bloodclan, but none of them were good. He would have rather seen Shadowclan struggling against them with everyone else rather then submitting like cowards, but it wasn't his word that was law, it was Snakestars. Silently the large white-flecked apprentice would make his way over to flank Cica, yellow eyes sharp and unfriendly as they landed on the Thunderclanner. There was a time and place for things like these, and it wasn't like this or here. He was in silent agreement though that things were better before, and that that the sooner they could get back to it the better.


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  • the shadows grew in me too [OPEN]

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    Wolfkit- Wolfpaw - Wolfpack


    [color=black]Armored Apprentice - Difficult - Shdowclan


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    @SMOKEPAW.


    It was near dark, and the sun was slowly sinking down below the treetops, casting the cloudy sky overhead in dull oranges creeping into purples and blues. It would get colder with the darkness and most would head inside to get their sleep for the next morning, but Wolfpaw made no move to join his fellow apprenitces in their den. No, his mind was active and cluttered, seaking answers to questions too painful to ask aloud.


    Mainly, he was concerned with the accident that had happened nearly two months prior, an incident that had left him with a broken leg and killed his father/mentor, Flashfreeze. If only they hadn't climbed such an old tree, if only they'd noticed the rot before the branch fell. He was on his own now. His sister died with his mom at birth, and his Father was gone to Starclan now. It was just him. Perhaps it would have been easier if he hadn't been on such formal grounds with the other Scarclanners his age, but he had never been social to the point of actually connecting to others, and so he found himelf alone more often then not. Besides, he didn't want to burden his clanmates with his problems. Strength came in many forms, and he knew that he had to be able to pull through this.


    He was on the edge of camp, in a shadowy patch where he was more likely to go unnoticed. The air was cool but in a sharp, clarifying way, and he just wanted a bit longer before he had to head in to try to sleep. So rarely did it come, and he knew that if he'd been caught stealing those poppys he'd taken from the Medicine Cats den he would have been harshly punished for it. It was the only way he could sleep, though.



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  • BLOODFEATHER // open, joining

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    SKAIKRU & ENDGAME
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    Bloodclan - Males - Extreme - Canines
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    Hawkclan. That was a new one- for him at least. Making his way over, the large black and tan wolf-hybrid would come to a stop near Rosewater, amber eyes narrowed on the newcomer with open unfriendliness and an 'I'm not as easy to impress as them' expression. He shared the same line of thought as the young white feline next to him. He was a big purpley thing, kind of canine-like in appearence, but with something else.


    [color=red]"How are all those tails not a major pain in the ass?"

    he'd ask, a brow raising in expectancy of an answer. There was no way fighting with that much extra weight was easy, and it was hard to believe none of them had been chewed off yet.


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  • dominant/roguish characters to form mass domination group?


    Hey, so I'm looking to see who- if anyone- would be interested in participating in a plot. I roleplay the son of Lucy Erebus-Inferni and Ichigo Kurosaki, and I am looking for a group of active, semi/advanced roleplayers that would be interested in forming a small group who's main interest is total World Domination.


    The idea is that they will raise an army of a clan that will begin launching mass takeovers of the other clans with the intent of making that clan/territory/board an extension of their main group, sort of like a group of people colonizing other lands, enforcing their rules and beliefs on them and considering the territory/board something that ultimately belongs to them even though they allow other clans to live in it. Each taken over board would have an Overseer, which would be one of the members of our group, and would be able to negotiate different deals for their clan depending on the circumstances (so for example, a clan that has to be forced into submission to be taken over would likely be given limited freedoms and used like slaves for different manual labor, where as a clan that is willing to be reasonable and submit might be given more freedoms in exchange for their loyalty, such as allowing the Leaders and HPs to maintain a fuller command in the board, being treated with general respect/comrades/etc).


    I am looking for 5-8 active, established roleplayers who would be interested in forming the group. They would all be equals, a brotherhood/alliance of sorts, so there'd be no one Leader among them where this group is concerned. I don't have the details on their exact beliefs of their intended society or group (like the name, for example) as i was hoping we could flesh that out together, but I want them to hold a more anticlannish theme, being aggressors who are ruthless for their cause, but reasonable and well organized in their ranks and beliefs; I don't want them to be insane or purposeless.


    If your interested drop some info about your character below and if accepted we can all get together to flesh out the details in a thread somewhere- you have to be active though, as this is something i want to launch fairly quickly. My boy might be coming into possession of a backboard soon so we can base them there and develop them ICLY.



    Edit ** I was thinking for the name we could go with The Coalition? It's defined as; an alliance for combined action, especially a temporary alliance of political parties forming a government or of states.


    Current Members of The Coalition


    Daimao Kurosaki-Erebus
    Mastermind
    Rayne


  • dominant/roguish characters to form mass domination group?

    Accepted! Everyone who has been accepted can start joining here; The Blackheart Rogues


    Remember to be active! Dai is going to be coming into control of the board shortly so this will act as their secret hub while they grow their army. Among each other in The Coalition all of our characters will rank as equals, though Dai is the member in charge of Overseeing the Blackheart Rogues (the board they will rp in for now). The plan is to use the BHR's as a front to create an army big enough to help them take over the other clans, which your characters will each be put in charge of as Overseers. If you have friends that you can have join the Rogues with characters please encourage them to, as we wont be able to begin the takeovers without some followers/active members :)

  • I'LL TELL YOU MY SINS / OPEN, MEETING

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    Wolfkit- Wolfpaw - Wolfpack
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    Finally.


    Wolfpaw hadn't felt right about the neutrality between them and Bloodclan from the moment he'd heard about it. They had no interest in or respect for Starclan, and to them the clans were laughable at best. To respect them in any way seemed outlandish to the young tom, and as the words were spoken that broke their truce Woldpaw felt a surge of excitement rush through him. The black and white dappled apprentice would gladly sink his hooked claws into the fur and flesh of any enemy that came knocking on their door, and he was almost certain that the rest of them felt the same.


    Making his way forward to head toward the group, he would happen to catch site of @`Irispaw sitting off to the side, hanging back from the group. Since she was a friendly and familiar face the large apprentice would change his course for her, making his way over to take a seat beside her.


    [color=grey]"Glad to hear that truce is over with." he'd note thoughtfully, angling his ears forward to catch the rest of the meeting. [color=grey]"Theirs enough of us now to give Bloodclan a good thrashing if they try to come start trouble now."


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  • the shadows grew in me too [OPEN]

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    Wolfkit- Wolfpaw - Wolfpack
    Apprentice - Difficult - Shadowclan

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    He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear the approach of Losteye. Staring off into space, a soft bute unrelenting frown settled onto his lips, Wolfpaw visibly flinched when the warrior called out to him, snapping to attention. [color=grey]"Oh, hello Losteye." he'd say, getting to his paws. There was a note of nervousness to his voice, as if he was aware he'd been caught lingering- and by a tom who was known for his short temper with apprentices. Wolfpaw wasn't nessarily afraid of the other, but he was wary of them all the same. [color=grey]"I was just getting some air. I've been couped up in the dens for weeks so I have all this energy I guess. The den seems so cramped after finally getting to be out here."

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  • PLOT WITH THE TC LEADER?

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    OOC;If your looking for enemies in other clans I can offer up Wolfpaw. He's pretty blunt and has an instinctive mistrust of anyone from another group, so if your up for plotting some conflict I'm all for a plot-driven hatred between the two. I'm sure we could think something up that would allow both to have a mutual sort of animosity toward each other.

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  • PLOT WITH THE TC LEADER?

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    I wasn't thinking along the lines of arguing with a kid, lol.


    I like really complicated plots, so if your up for something like that let me know- besides, he won't be an apprentice forever lol.


    I had something along the lines of kitnapping one of her future kits and having them raised as a Shadowclanner, in mind, or maybe - in an attempt to impress his own Leader- he could cause/trigger some sort of week-long event in Thunderclan, like destroying their camp and having them temporarily live in ruins while they rebuild, or causing some sort of dangerous animal to move in and cause trouble (like maybe a human lets their pet boa constrictor loose and he lures it into Thunderclan territory where it moves in for a while)?


    Something more plot driven and likely. Wolfpaw isn't an evil or hateful guy, but he will do anything to put his clan ahead so if an opportunity rises for him to tip the balance he will, and the result of whatever selfish act he does (be it a kitnapping and her losing a child, or a close friend getting injured because of what he did) could be the root of her growing resentment and hatred toward him?


    Let me know your thoughts :)


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  • DON'T YOU COME BACK / OPEN, DISAPPEARANCE

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    Wolfkit- Wolfpaw - Wolfpack
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    He'd been out of camp without a mentor again, but since he didn't have one to begin with and nobody was ever willing to take him out to stretch his legs, sometimes Wolfpaw had to take the initiative on his own. He'd been out in the dense woodland, practicing his stalking on birds as they pecked through the moss as the base of the trees, when he'd heard the spine tingling scream of Cicatrix. His mid-lengths fur bristled in alarm and the birds he was stalking went fluttering skyward. That was fine though. Wolfpaw had no interest in them. His heart was pounding in his chest as uncertainty and anger rushed through him, and he was immediately racing off in the direction of the white toms call. He wasn't sure what he was racing toward, but he knew from the sound of the older Shadowclanner that it was't good, and a part of him was insulted that whatever it was happened to be directed at their Leader.


    By the time he came skidding through the brush, everything was done. All that was left was Cicatrix standing among clumps of fur and blood that smelled sickeningly like they belonged to Snakestar. [color=grey]"Oh, Starclan!" he would exclaim in a breathy whisper, ears flicking back against his head. There was no way Snakestar was okay... [color=grey]"What happened, Cicatrix?"


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