The black cat stood on the deck of the ship, watching the water with a small amount of interest in his eyes. To Maxime, life was getting a little dull. What he needed to do was some relationships with other people but honestly the tom was kind of afraid to. To him, Max felt like he wasn't antiClan material. He didn't enjoy killing for fun and most certainly hated hurting others for no reason at all other than to inflict pain. He was afraid that others would this out about him if they got too close and honestly the Insignian didn't want that. Letting a small sigh escape his lips, the domestic closed his eyes.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]Hello! c:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]Great, and you?
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;]Thread between my ScarClanner Freesia and Lastcard?
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While Maxime was far from the most social and friendly person but today he had decided to get out a little more. He had just struck up a conversation with a Clanmate when he heard his sister's name. Turning around, the tom frowned when he spotted Corey crying. Giving a quick goodbye, the black male padded over. "What's wrong Corey?" he asked, tilting his head as he looked at her.
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Well, this was absolutely amazing. Padding over with a large grin, Max took in the training grounds with wide eyes. Now this he wouldn't mind training on, especially the trampoline. Making his way over to it, he placed a paw on it to check it's springiness before sending Ethel another grin; awesome
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Ah that must suck, I hate using my tablet to post. Is it your computer or just your browser?
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Great, would you like me to make it?
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"Hey kid, what's up?" Toysoldier asked as he padded over, stopping a few steps away from the kit. He had eating once again, seated in the camp when he spotted Walkingkit, looking, in his opinion, extremely bored. So finishing his meal in a few quick bites, he made his way over to the tomkit, hoping to ease his boredom.
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I was just really curious if anyone has Kik and wants to add me.
My username is sarahofsarahs.
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Cool, mind if I add you?
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I was just curious about when a character absorbs a soul, do they get all the powers that person had or no?
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Oh that's great, thanks for the help. c:
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Doing this with Max.
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Maxime was there the whole time, seated at the back of the crowd with a small smile. "Congratulations," he meowed, happy that another sister of his had been promoted as well as a few others.
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Saga honestly had no idea why she was here. She was a scrawny creature, her body no good for fighting and thought of hurting other people made her sick to her stomach. Even though she was more ProClan than Anti, here she was trying to join, in her opinion, one of the scariest Clans. The tortie was hoping that maybe, somehow they would be able to toughen her up into the warrior her father had always wanted her to be.
Taking a seat at the border, the ten month old looked around, trying to hide her fear. Hopefully they would let one as weak and afraid as her into the Clan.
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Watching the DarkClanners approach, the she-cat blinked, a little surprised that none had pounced at her on the spot. "I'm Saga and I want to join," the tortoiseshell meowed, managing to keep a stutter out of her voice but still sounding a little timid. Shuffling her paws a little, the apprentice glanced at the others.
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"I swear my loyalty," the girl meowed, nervously flicking her tail. Saga would thankful that there was no test that had to be taken to join because if there had, she would have failed for sure.