Posts by Haley.

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  • A nice day, what else do you need? (o)

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    Haley trotted over to the small little kitten, tilting her head to the side in awe. She was so cute, like, oh-em-gee, adorable! "Hi!" the femme chirped, eyes sparkling in the sun.

  • mais bien sur il pleut a paris ! open, tom joining

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    > yeah well i want a tom in radicalclan now 8D


    Asher Nouvel, the slender, feminine, and flamboyant tom-cat couldn't help but stroll into Radicalclan territory. Of course it was all by mistake, but the scent smelled different, very female, but that was not what interested him. What did interest him was the amount of life and the amount of territory that whomever lived here had. Asher wrinkled his tiny pink nose, one pale blue eye catching the glimpse of a pretty little pink flower, head protruding out of a bush. Trotting over with a skip in his step, Asher leant forward to sniff, inhaling aromas of sweet florally goodness. "Is anyone here?" Asher mewed gently, English accent rolling off his tongue lightly.


    [ the drawing is feminine because one, HE IS THE WALKING ENTITY OF IT. and two, he likes to dress up like a girl, with pearls and ribbons c: ]

  • mais bien sur il pleut a paris ! open, tom joining

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    Asher turned his head to face the fawn smoke, eyes twitching gently as they closed. Who was she to ask his business? It wasn't like he was doing any harm. The problem was, he had no where else to go, but the other was that he was unaware that he had set foot onto feminist territory, more specifically, anti-male. "Um, why do you care?" he said with a snark in his voice, pulling a face. "Whatev's. I'm Asher Nouvel, business? Puh-lease, I got none, duh! That's why I'm here."