Posts by ?cavalrypaw

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  • ( SHE'S A KILLER IN A DRESS ) open, joining

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; height: auto; width: 350px;][justify][size=8]A melanistic serval approached the desert, a deer skull helmet partially hiding her fiery violet eyes. Tied to each limb with strips of cloth and strong, sticky reeds were deer bones, and strapped to her side was a dagger in a leather sheath. Hanging from Persephone Veritas's narrow shoulder blades was a small leather satchel, filled with fresh moss, a basic herb collection, including nightlock, clean rags, cobwebs, and a bottle filled with cold water. She stood rigidly, her tense muscles and straight, neat stance suggesting some discipline and military experience, though she came from a weak Clan that lacked heirs and had a tricking, filthy power-seeker as a temporary leader. The ex-spy apprentice scanned the dusty plain, hoping for a BloodClanner to come along.[/fancypost]

  • ( YEAH, WELL, PAYBACK IS A MOTHER*CKER ) open, leaving & warning

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; height: auto; width: 350px;][justify][size=8]"Thanks, Archi. It was hard, but it's done. I hope to see you as allies again some time in the future. But not now. Never now." she transmitted back before turning to look at her lover one last time. Holding his gaze, her own violet eyes were filled to the brim with emotions; ferocity, sadness, disappointment, anger, and most of all, hot, fiery love. "And I pity you if we do cross swords, but I would never take your life for the sake of BloodClan. I'd only leave bruises, perhaps maybe capture you. I love you. And tell Ridgewhiskey that I'm sorry, and I love him, too. Goodbye." With that, she turned, and walked towards her newest future.[/fancypost]

  • ( SHE'S A KILLER IN A DRESS ) open, joining

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; height: auto; width: 350px;][justify][size=8]"Thanks. That would be great, actually, Scorpionsting. Hi, Toni and Jinx." she allowed a smile to sneak onto her face, having a feeling that she would enjoy living in a hardened anti-clan for a change.[/fancypost]

  • ( YEAH, WELL, PAYBACK IS A MOTHER*CKER ) open, leaving & warning

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; height: auto; width: 350px;][justify][size=8]And as usual, she left everything she ever had, she ever wanted, broken in her wake. But at least she could leave a thought behind before she disappeared over the crest of the hill, perhaps for only a month. However long it took for Felicity to come back. "I'm sorry." the two words were left to echo in everyone's minds, bittersweet, sad, and determined.[/fancypost]

  • ( SHE'S A KILLER IN A DRESS ) open, joining

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; height: auto; width: 350px;][justify][size=8]"Thanks. But first, I have to say something about where I come from, hoping it won't affect my time here negatively. I came from TidalClan, whom hates BloodClan. But I'm here now because of that reason. I'm hoping I'll face them in battle someday and teach them a lesson." she confessed without guilt. As long as Jasper Starke sat on his throne over there, she hated that place in the deepest reaches of her soul.


    ( sure c: should I make it, or can you ?? )[/fancypost]

  • ( SHE'S A KILLER IN A DRESS ) open, joining

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; height: auto; width: 350px;][justify][size=8]"That's a relief. Hey, Mariela. What's a Spartan, if you don't mind my asking?" she directed her question to no one in particular, curiosity quickly taking anger's place in her shadowy irises. "I'm sure I will, Mark." she found herself grinning widely.


    ( omf sapphy cx thanks so much woodenclaw <3 umm lockie chose coco to take over as temp leader while feli's on hiatus and he just demoted half the hps. perse revolted and left. )[/fancypost]

  • WELCOME TO PARADISE! (Private; Persephone)

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; height: auto; width: 350px;][justify][size=8]Persephone approached the lion for the second time in the same day, except this time, there was no medical kit in a satchel around her shoulders. Her dagger remained precisely where it was, as ddid her bone armor. Removing her skull helm with a grin, Perse tucked it under one leg. "This place seems big. I like it."[/fancypost]

  • ( OOC NOTE )

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; height: auto; width: 350px;][justify][size=8]hey guys I've recently noticed that a lot of people are using phrases in ooc like 'don't go crossingpaw on everybody' or 'I won't go perse on you'. I find that kind of rude and hurtful, in a way, to use a character's name to describe a mistake in ic that happened. don't get mad, because this is just my opinion, but I feel this is not right. as everyone knows, when someone has a character, that character becomes part of them, so it would be like saying, 'I won't go queeny on you'. again, if you disagree, that's fine. c: i'm just pointing that out.[/fancypost]

  • ( OOC NOTE )

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; height: auto; width: 350px;][justify][size=8]yeah, I guess cx but still, people should at least try to describe it in another way.[/fancypost]

  • ( OOC NOTE )

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; height: auto; width: 350px;][justify][size=8]the thing that irked me most about that was someone used it in a context suggesting that perse had had a high position but was demoted so she threw a tantrum and left. I understand that she threw a tantrum and left, but she didn't do it because she had had a high position. she can never be promoted !! I mean, come on.[/fancypost]

  • decisions, decisions }} private

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; overflow: auto; height: auto; width: 350px;][justify][size=8]Startled by a familiar way of speech, Perse turned her head from where she hunched sadly, grief-stricken. The truth was, she really didn't hate TidalClan. She hadn't been acting herself lately. She had been acting like a wicked creature. She had been acting like Blowtorch. Like Proserpine. Violet eyes widening massively, Perse aimed to tackle Archi in a huge hug, throat too choked with emotions to reply.[/fancypost]