Posts by Himalayankit

The temporary healer? Hm. Had he met him/her? As he climbed forward, the young red tabby then padded towards his dad, then nuzzled him with the flat part of his head.

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"I wish I could learn that type of stuff," he murmured softly, yawning lightly as he rolled onto his stomach.

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"Thanks," he meowed, a small smiled curved upon his maw. "You're pretty awesome yourself."

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Himalayankit nodded. "I kinda don't want to force it though; of I don't become a medicine cat, then I don't. If I do though, then I'll be happy."

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[Font=Cambria]The young male squinted in the darkness, overhearing a couple of familiar voices deeper into the den. Curious, Himalayankit padded over, weariness still looming over him. "Hello," he mumbled, shaking his fur in greeting instead of doing the normal thing.
"Lovely singing, Chronopaw," he added hastily, so that he didn't have to yawn in the middle of the sentence. Tears sprung from his eyes and to his cheeks, but they were more of yawning tears.

[Font=Cambria]Himalayankit nodded tersely. "Ok, got that," he mewled, flicking his tail into the snow. After a few moments, he rose to his paws and quickened his pace. "How long do you long Misery will be with us, dad?" He asked, feeling the wind subside.

He shrugged. "I guess I have time then; four moons." He sighed lightly; since Tropicalparadise and Aeonsummer disappeared, everything just had to become complicated.

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[font=Cambria]This was why Tropicalparadise had left. Now he understood. As he had trotted forward with a slightly curled lip and a dignified glare in his eyes, the young two moon old kitten swept into the clearing with all of the wretched Bloodclanners, turning over his paw to lick his pad as if nothing was wrong. If any of those Bloodclanners dare approach him, he'd give them a big-nuclear-nasty-mushroom-cloud F-Bomb, stinky style. And oh of course, touché, he'd never back down from a battle of words. His dark blue gaze fazed and darker in color. He was calm on the outside and the in, his voice would remain calm as if nothing was wrong. His face was tightly screwed up slightly; he might leave; Darkclan was not a clan he wanted to exactly be in anymore.
He flicked his tail silently back and forth; oh, he would need to ask his mother and father about this; he was so confused! Would Savvystar be demoted? Or even worse, killed?

[font=Cambria]Himalayankit raised a paw, as if to say "all on me". But instead of these words coming out of his mouth, he meowed,"You know, why don't we do something. You know. To get all of these things off of our minds?" With a mere flick of his tail, the young feline then stood on all fours, glancing back at the other feline.

[font=Cambria]"Misery, I believe," the young brindled tomcat meowed, flicking his tail back and forth, as he gazed off into the distance for a moment. This was all at the most recent meeting, he believed, a short introduction, nevertheless. He glanced back at Chronopaw, feeling his fur prickle slightly with unease. He was going to be an uncle, at the age of about two moons. Well, then again, Chronopaw was older than him, but it didn't mean that he couldn't say- "Yea, whoever did this to you is gonna get in big trouble with me.

[font=Cambria]niffed the air attentively, letting his ears slide forward upon the flat surface of his skull. "There must be many clans out there." It was all he said. His blue eyes watched the border, something that he had never gone to this close to before. It was not what he expected, to the very least; there was no line, there was no gap in between the two separate terrains. Just the scents of familiar clan mates.

[font=Cambria]"Savvystar..." She was related to him in some way right? He was the son of Hushfall and Silentwisp, so there was probably a connection there. Even if there wasn't a blood-related link, the young red tabby could feel sympathy and empathy surrounding the atmosphere, creating a more crowded space for any of them to breath.

[font=Cambria]"Hi. What's your name?" Himalayankit meowed, turning to the she-cat that he didn't recognize at all. She had bright vivid green eyes; striking they were. They were like emerald jewels held up to the sunlight on a summer's day.

I was busy with homework for like one or two days

Any threads with Himalayankit? he's probably going to be moodier than usual

[font=Cambria]"That sounds good," Himalayankit chirped lightly, flicking his tail back and forth. The ringed tabby felt his fur raise, then fall as he began to think about the things that had happened before. A thin black line formed on the line where his mouth was.

[font=Cambria]"Good! Darkclanners!" Himalayankit meowed, half growling, as if he had gurgled with nails. He had been looking for open threads that didn't have any Bloodclanners, just Darkclanners, and he had triumphed to know that he had succeeded. His knees couldn't, perhaps wouldn't bend towards them; perhaps grudgingly. It's not right, he had decided a while before to do this. I wish that everything would go back to normal, that I wouldn't have to be so angry. It was true; it had been a long while off since he was last this angry.
The young tabby took a seat besides Cactusbloom and then placed his head between his paws.

[font=Cambria]ooc|| Thank you~ Yes, he's completely clueless and still believes a F-bomb means to fart

I'll still post here, but I promise that Himalayankit is anti-anti-clan, if that makes any sense. He's just really mad. cries because I didn't want Darkclan to turn into a Anti-clan

ic|| "If you need more time, I am willing to leave for you all to decide," Himalayankit meowed, reflecting on what Hawkclan and Snowclan had said to him.

[font=Cambria]"Whoa... Then so. So, you've switched bodies, like Dad? Sorry, I mean Silentwisp." He smiled lightly, as he could've sworn that he had seen the look that he got before. Yes, Cactusbloom was the same old happy cheerful self that she was. "Where'd you go?"

[font=Cambria]"Suffering from an immense pain," the young red tabby answered shortly, feeling as if his fuse had been cut short and that it had been left unguarded, unlit. Ugh... He felt horrible at the moment. Why? Why the heck did he have to feel this way? "What about you?"

Alright, I shall make the threads~