Posts by Ophelia Simul Stamus

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  • & once there was an animal / p, wildy

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    Despite her 'strictly business' demeanour, Ophelia pursed her lips and tucked her neck close to Scarlett's a she was coiled into a hug. "I'm fine - I'm fine!" She laughed, a wide smile breaking the ice of her maw. "Honestly," She explained, slowly pulling away from the bear-hug. "- They're fantastic." She doubted her smile would disappear for at least ten minutes because - damn, she had missed Scarlett! "How are -" She thought too soon; her smile dropped and so did her gaze. "Scarlett, Xerxes told me that he slept with you." She mumbled suddenly, pouting ever so slightly.


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  • love, don't cry. [open, medicine cat's den burns down.]

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    "*!" Shrieked Harley, expression contorted in distress as Crow, the Medicine Cat, and Uproar went to the fire. Right now, she could faint. "Wait-wait! I'm coming!" She yelled towards Crowtalon, bounding into the den and feeling the now familiar burn on her alabaster pelt. "Crow!" She cried, barging through the den with her knew found lion-strength. She dug at snow and threw it at the fire, trying to kill it which did not always work. "Crow?" She called, desperately searching for the monochrome tom.


    Peachy landed in the snow with a thud, knocking her out.


    /ninjad
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  • love, don't cry. [open, medicine cat's den burns down.]

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    "Alright - where moving out!" Yelled Harley over the flames, aiming to throw May over her back /edit/ and beckon Coco along gently, along with the two kits and Peachy, and drag Incendre away from the fire, while watching the flames with a still-terrified gaze. "Paradisefalls, could you please leave the sun alone?" She called helplessly, biting her lip and choosing her words carefully. "He doesn't seem to - um - be in a very good mood today .."
    /omfg this im i i i don't


    so many ninjas



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  • i say you kill your hero's in [p, crowtalon] fly, fly

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    Following Crow out into the territory silenlty, Harley cast a weary glance over the snowy wilderness. "Its so cold." She mummered, her words vent just to pass time although that didn't mean they weren't true. This territory was breath taking; so wonderful. So many trees, so many hills, and snow - snow, snow. Shimmer lake was also fantastic; even though she had never liked water, she seemed to have an attraction towards lakes in general.


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  • we all seek our to [p, xerxes] satisfy those thrills

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    Snorting, Ophelia headed in ten pond's direction, knowing it off bye heart. She just wished she had some cotten candy; that would really bring her back. She trotted on for a few minutes in silence, consentrating ont en directions. Soon enough, she saw the lake ahead, overgrown with greenery. She grinnned, but stayed at the edge; she liked lakes - not water.


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  • i say you kill your hero's in [p, crowtalon] fly, fly

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    "I'll get something warmer soon." Ophelia assured herself, smiling slightly at Crow's words. She supposed not everyone had multiple possessions; she had had quiet a few bodys in her life time. It was a complicated power, but Harley had gotten used to the way it worked. "Where do you wanna go? On our walk." She queried, glancing at him.



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  • i packed my things / returning, new body / and ran

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    Even if she had only been gone for two days, Harley had come back a different cat. Literally. Now, she was a lion. A lion. Wasn't that just fantastic? She had two love hearts carved into her cheeks, though, from a fight with two family members, and she had a huge grey-hound like collar surrounding her neck, purple with a huge golden cow bell attached to it that rang whether she went. The Elite hadn't tried to stop her from leaving; she supposed they actually wanted her gone. And she wanted herself gone.


    Trotting up to the border on heavy paws, the strikingly beautiful white lion waited, not wanting to look intimidating.
    /playing this before the fire but after the sickness thingy


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  • we all seek our to [p, xerxes] satisfy those thrills

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    "Just too crammy." She replied, shrugging. "Makes me feel like a kitty pet." Just then, her sentence was finished hesitantly and Harley rose on her feet steadily, weary not to fall in the lake. Without saying a word, the monochrome femme stared at the undergrowth for a few moments, eyes narrowed, and them bolted in it's direction. In a few moments, she was gone.


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  • i packed my things / returning, new body / and ran

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    [color=beige]"Thanks." Replied Harley, rolling her eyes. 'Different' was a very very large understatement. Licking her lips, the lioness seated herself, flicking her furry-tipped tail around her paws.


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  • & once there was an animal / p, wildy

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    Directing her gaze to the ground, Lia remained silent for a few moments, wondering what to say. "... Was it .. Rape, or um .. Like, you .." She trailed off, utterly uncomfortable with what she was speaking of but she knew she had to sort it out. She couldn't scold Xerxes; it was the pervert that possessed him's fault. Swallowing to pass time, the hyena momentarily glanced up at her old friend, waiting for a reply.


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  • litter plotting with a lioness ? ; u ;

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    Alright so Harley is a fully grown Blizzardclan White Lioness. She was previously an Elitist and Phantomclanner, and is pretty much a clan-hopper bye now. She's not open for love but she is open for litters. Lion cub litters only, please - not wild cat hybrids.


    She's hot headed, sharp to tongued rarely opens up, and it's not easy to find her showing sympathy to anyone over 4 moons. Although, once you break the ice, she's pretty much a sweetheart and will do anything for those she loves.


    So /claps hands
    Lets plot.
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  • litter plotting with a lioness ? ; u ;

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    Sounds cool. c: So basically, it won't be catnip or alcohol on her side, but more the two leg medicine pollution thats currently in Blizzardclan's streams. For the cubs, would you like to split them in between the two clans? c:


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  • & once there was an animal / p, wildy

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    Aw, come on. Ophelia pursed her lips as a sinking feeling took over her stomach. This wasn't Scarlett. What the hell happened to her? "Scarlett, is everything alright? I don't see - I mean, I can't imagine you doing that .. You know, back when you were Scarlett the friendliest she here - Scarlett Ares's friend and .." She trailed off, looking back up at the jaguar. Seriously, Ophelia was acting like the help doctor here - from Xerxes to Scarlett, trying her best to cheer them up.


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