Posts by CANDLEPIN !?

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; overflow: auto; width: 260px; height: 300px; opacity: 0.00;] [fancypost bgcolor=#FFFFFF; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 290px; opacity: 0.85][color=#8B7355][font=times new roman] Yellow, a stark contrast against the zephyr of the sky. The object of such bright colorations, however, was not the sun, but rather a delicate butterfly. It had captured Candlekit's attention, and once that had happened, her thoughts were on nothing but the insect that floated before her. She didn't know yet, but she had strayed far from camp. It was alright, she could follow her scent trail back, but for now, the butterfly filled the kitten's mind, and she found herself drifting dreamily after it.




    {Mobile, my computer's charger is broken~}
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: left][color=#CDAA7D]CANDLEKIT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; background:url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/dbf…axpz9wZL1rgemzbo1_500.jpg); overflow: auto; width: 470px; height: 320px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; overflow: auto; width: 260px; height: 300px; opacity: 0.00;] [fancypost bgcolor=#FFFFFF; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 290px; opacity: 0.85][color=#8B7355][font=times new roman] Candlekit had been kind of 'out of the loop' so to speak. Her mother had shushed the stories from her ears. She didn't know that Sinkingpaw- ship. Sinkingship- had tried to kill himself. She was unaware of the mates of half of those in the nursery, because a loving mate wasn't the cause of the kittens. She knew the bare minimum about Danistar- California. The kitten really just wanted some more solid information than, 'Onestar was only gone for a little, honey, now everything is back to normal.' Of course, that wasn't her goal as she bounded over. She just wanted to meet new friends! The fawn tabby darted over, not knowing what any of the conversation was. Candlekit really just knew that there were some unknown faces there, and she needed to fix that. "Howdy y'all!" She called as her white paws brought her forward. After the greeting, though, no more words fell past her maw.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: left][color=#CDAA7D]CANDLEKIT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; background:url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/dbf…axpz9wZL1rgemzbo1_500.jpg); overflow: auto; width: 470px; height: 320px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; overflow: auto; width: 260px; height: 300px; opacity: 0.00;] [fancypost bgcolor=#FFFFFF; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 290px; opacity: 0.85][color=#8B7355][font=times new roman] So he wasn't born here. That was fine by Candle's book, but still an interesting tidbit. So, she fueled that information into her next question, "So- you aren't from here? Where were you before Skyclan?" It was funny. She didn't often hold civilized conversations very long: this was in the running to be her longest.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: left][color=#CDAA7D]CANDLEKIT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; background:url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/dbf…axpz9wZL1rgemzbo1_500.jpg); overflow: auto; width: 470px; height: 320px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; overflow: auto; width: 260px; height: 300px; opacity: 0.00;] [fancypost bgcolor=#FFFFFF; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 290px; opacity: 0.85][color=#8B7355][font=times new roman] Hearing slight impressions of pawsteps, the kitten's concentration broke for the slightest moment. Her gaze flitted as quickly as it dared from the butterfly to where the sounds seemed to originate, but her pale amber eyes found nothing, and before she could register that she was out of camp, she faced the insect once more. The idea of invisible cats was not new to her, in fact, she had two or three friends who could be transparent at will. Her mind was just to occupied to consider anything other than the fact that she was imagining things.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: left][color=#CDAA7D]CANDLEKIT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; background:url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/dbf…axpz9wZL1rgemzbo1_500.jpg); overflow: auto; width: 470px; height: 320px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; overflow: auto; width: 260px; height: 300px; opacity: 0.00;] [fancypost bgcolor=#FFFFFF; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 290px; opacity: 0.85][color=#8B7355][font=times new roman] {Surw, go ahead c: And that's fine, don't worry ;3}




    Candle was a bit startled. There was a voice in her head- and it wasn't her own. Blinking confusion out of her eyes, she turned a few circles around, a bit unsure as to what caused the greeting seemingly sparked by a British spirit lodged in her mind. She thought, Can you read my mind, little spirit guy? Then, in case there was actually a physical being around, she also tried a fairly loud, "Hello? Any'un out there?" Though the voice in her mind had an English twang, she had a southern one. She didn't know where she had picked it up from, nor did she ever care enough to try and find out. Oops.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: left][color=#CDAA7D]CANDLEKIT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; background:url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/dbf…axpz9wZL1rgemzbo1_500.jpg); overflow: auto; width: 470px; height: 320px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; overflow: auto; width: 260px; height: 300px; opacity: 0.00;] [fancypost bgcolor=#FFFFFF; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 290px; opacity: 0.85][color=#8B7355][font=times new roman] "That sounds really cool! I'd love to be able to travel all over like that." Although, what kitten wouldn't want to get out of camp? Confined there everyday, while everyone else passed the camp's edges as if they didn't exist. The idea of getting out of camp and into the territory of the clan excited her more than the prospect of becoming an apprentice in some ways. The fawn tabby kitten grinned a bit wider as she began to imagine all the things she would be able to see beyond the edge of the camp.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: left][color=#CDAA7D]CANDLEKIT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; background:url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/dbf…axpz9wZL1rgemzbo1_500.jpg); overflow: auto; width: 470px; height: 320px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; overflow: auto; width: 260px; height: 300px; opacity: 0.00;] [fancypost bgcolor=#FFFFFF; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 290px; opacity: 0.85][color=#8B7355][font=times new roman] Coming over in leaps and bounds, the kitten known as Candlekit reached the group as if drawn there by a magnet. She always seemed to find the groups of cats where she didn't know someone, and thus rushed over to make friends. It was just her nature. So, as she was bound to do, Candle exclaimed as she entered the small group, "Howdy all!" That was the end of her conversation though. She accompanied that with a large grin, like a Cheshire Cat impersonator. [/fancypost] #Candlepin

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: left][color=#CDAA7D]CANDLEKIT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; background:url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/dbf…axpz9wZL1rgemzbo1_500.jpg); overflow: auto; width: 470px; height: 320px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; overflow: auto; width: 260px; height: 300px; opacity: 0.00;] [fancypost bgcolor=#FFFFFF; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 290px; opacity: 0.85][color=#8B7355][font=times new roman] Her eyes lit up almost before she had registered the sentence. "Really? You'd do that? That'd be amazin', it would!" Candle's thoughts ran wild, and she began to see herself in the little fantasy Skyclan territory she had imagined. The idea of traveling with someone who knew how to travel already would be awesome! Maybe he'd be able to tell her little tips and tricks for hikes and things. In general, this idea excited her.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: left][color=#CDAA7D]CANDLEKIT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; background:url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/dbf…axpz9wZL1rgemzbo1_500.jpg); overflow: auto; width: 470px; height: 320px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; overflow: auto; width: 260px; height: 300px; opacity: 0.00;] [fancypost bgcolor=#FFFFFF; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 290px; opacity: 0.85][color=#8B7355][font=times new roman] "Hey Sinkingpa- ship! Sinkingship!" The kitten exclaimed, almost forgetting that the warden had achieved his full name. Candlekit, however, was looking forward to finally becoming an apprentice. She was five moons now: one to go! Then she could do fun things, like go outside of camp, and hunt! She smiled with the thought, her white muzzle curving up to contrast Sinkingship's almost-frown.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; overflow: auto; width: 260px; height: 300px; opacity: 0.00;] [fancypost bgcolor=#FFFFFF; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 290px; opacity: 0.85][color=#8B7355][font=times new roman] {creative title death. c:}
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    Candlekit stopped after one more jab. Nope, the rock was definitely not alive. Darn, that would have been really cool. Imagine the rock had grown legs! And then skittered around, making little squeaking noises like a mouse. Her mind took wing, and before she knew it, she was poking the stone again, waiting for it to jump to life and lead her to adventure. The fawn tabby was on her stomach, tail drifting back and forth in the dirt. She was oblivious to anything other than the rock before her, so anyone that might have approached her would need to put a little effort into saying hello before she would acknowledge them. Ah well, kits will be kits.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: left][color=#CDAA7D]CANDLEKIT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; background:url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/dbf…axpz9wZL1rgemzbo1_500.jpg); overflow: auto; width: 470px; height: 320px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; overflow: auto; width: 260px; height: 300px; opacity: 0.00;] [fancypost bgcolor=#FFFFFF; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 290px; opacity: 0.85][color=#8B7355][font=times new roman] As if being woken from a deep sleep, the kitten mewed groggily, "Huuuhh?" She jabbed the rock once more, then flipped over onto her back to see the friendly face of Riverheart. "Oh! Hey Riverheart!" She grinned widely at the tom, and then responded to his question- assuming she had heard him correctly- "I 'twas just thinkin' that it'd be neat if this rock came to life. I don't think it will, though." She gave a shrug, though she was on her back, so it looked a little weird.
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