Posts by churchbells

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]Churchpaw stared up at the white serval, a look of uncertainty spread across her deep brown face. She wasn't quite sure if she was ready for a real battle just yet. But there was no need to not try at the very least, so she nodded up at Ben and padded off.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]Churchpaw shrugged, stopping halfway in the middle. Ladies didn't shrug, so she didn't.

"Average, I suppose. I haven't really had anything to complain about as of recent."

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]Churchpaw was there, not trying to pick out a fight. What was she even supposed to do in a battle? Fight of course, but how did it work?

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]"For WindClan!" the apprentice melodically purred over her shoulder. Churchpaw was thankful at what a powerful clan she had been born and raised in. There was a hint in pride at it, even if it wasn't the chocolate smoke's doing.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]Character's Name: Churchpaw
Display Name: Circ.
Other: This form was filled out in thanks to dear Grimm <3. Thank yuuuuuuu.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]Tracking like a pro.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]"Huh? Who is this?" The six-moon-old trotted forward, back straight and posture kept perfect. Churchpaw didn't know many DarkClanners, other than the leaders of course. But even then, she knew few of them.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]Churchpaw's face instantly curved into a smile. Honorguard? Marvelous!

"I'll be sure to keep WindClan happy and occupied," the chocolate smoke solemnly meowed, though there was an obvious sign of giddiness in her tone.

/rushed and mobile

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]"I'm still not sold," the honorguard muttered, face twisting up as she came to join them. "Some might not be proud of their faction and want to move to the better ones. We'd leave the weakest alone and the strongest would only gain power." Churchpaw knew very well that the teams would be able to be split up evenly, but the rest of that question was unanswered. Who knew, maybe Gwen had planned this out much more than the chocolate smoke herself.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]Eee, I can finally hang with the cool kids in here.

So, yo. *puts on awesomely awesome shades of awesomeness*

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]The feline padded forward, watching curiously with her deep azure gaze. She had never been able to imagine Paragonkit as, well, a kit. He was older than her by three moons and still remained with his name at birth.

"Hmm? What are you doing?" Churchpaw asked in a hushed tone, trying to make sure not to disturb whatever in the world that the brown tabby was focusing on. To be honest, she could very well smell the dog. But there were so many extra bodies and such scattered all around WindClan's territory that she no longer cared.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]I love roleplaying in WindClan c:. It just feels like the kind of place that I would stick around in and it takes nothing to fit in with you all. You're all just so friendly and kind and asdfghjkl.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]She nodded, flicking an ear in a sort of agreement fashion. So the warrior had planned this out past that point. Churchpaw couldn't say that it was a bad idea - it most definitely wasn't - but at the back of her mind, the umber-colored feline kept all of her doubts.

"Then I'll support it. I just don't like it at all when there are overpowered teams and I'm not a part of it. It feels plain-out unfair."

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]How many souls have you stolen yet? I'm still a beginner, so I've only got about six at this point.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]The smoky-patterned honorguard padded over. She could vaguely remember a Hungerpaw, was this the same one? Most likely. They both acted like twins, because "they" were the same WindClanner.

"I'll try. I've only just become an apprentice, so this is all a bit new to me."

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]Oops, I forgot to post it x3.

Here you go.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]I would apply, but I don't have muse for two WindClan charries.

Threadles?

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]Can I have your soul? I want to reach the next level in soul collecting.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]Sure! Could you make it, by any chance? I should be working on the most important project of the whole school year right now, seeing as it's due tomorrow. Procrastination, yeah!

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 375px;][font=georgia]That instantly makes me think of Where's Waldo.

There's something seriously wrong with my brain, but I can't figure it out yet.