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it wasn't very long after she left the camp for dabbykit to reach her desired destination. her legs had grown long, allowing her to go even farther distances than before. thus, her multiple commutes built up her endurance she would greatly need in the future.

standing at the base of a gently sloping hill, the oriental shorthair angled her eyes towards the crest of the hill. one moment, she saw a flash of fur. the next, it was gone. was somebody else up there? she had to make sure. this feline wouldn't be exactly pleasant to find out if she hadn't had this place to herself. narrowing her chartreuse-hued eyes to protect them from the harsh sunlight, dabbykit silently trekked up the hill. a voice, distinctly male, rang in her ears. who could it be? at this time of day, when dawn had only stretched out her fingertips not too long ago, who would venture this far out?

oh boy, there he goes. fortunately, by sighting courtkit long before he reached her, she prevented an accident by occurring by jumping out of the way. concealing herself behind a cluster of bushes seemed like the best plan of action to take while she took some time to figure out who this person was. "not very intelligent," dabbykit said to herself. she was barely audible, and highly critical of courtkit.

[rushed . 3 . ]

Dabbykit arrived, an acidic expression on her face.

her eyes twinkling, dabbykit trotted over to her sister and gave her a nudge. "nobody asked you out yet?" she asked, gently prodding for information. her lips curled into a friendly catty-smirk.

When Southerncross said that, the oriental shorthair bit her chapped lips, hoping she didn't call on her. It would be beyond embarrassing if she did, or so she thought.

"him? who? what? what happened?" she echoed, making her blinking very obvious. dabbykit's complexion was slightly pale; how come she was unintelligible of this? luckily, eskimo came by just in time to allow her to save face. "hey eskimo-I think?" said dabbykit, tilting her head slightly to the side to emphasize her current thought. as an outcome, her bow-tie now centered itself to the side of her neck, and not the front, like it should be.

What's the gist of her personality? c:

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]hey rexi. <3 thanks for answering back. （*´▽`*)

as much as i would like to take a day off or simply watch a movie, i can't. there's too much i have to do; better if i describe these things as things that are inevitable. :d

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What I heard is you can practice talking to a mirror and pretend your reflection is someone you try to make friends with.

[color=black]i'll admittedly say that this sounds completely stupid to me, but i'll try it. xD [size=7pt]i didn't mean for that to be offensive.[/size] i don't know if i have social anxiety disorder or what, but whenever it's the night before i go back to school (after a weekend or break), i constantly fret about what's going to happen there when i next see them. honestly, i don't understand it myself. nor the fact that i can't be completely me unless i'm at home!

what you said about picking a career? that's i'm trying to do. i just need more time. and not just a little, but a lot. it just worries me about how violent our conversations on this subject can get nowadays, especially the ones with my mom? not surprisingly, her. this is kind off subject, but you play the electric guitar too? so do i! 8D i don't get to practice it much either... (^__^；)

again, thanks for the advice~ (´w｀*)

immediately she replied, as if on cue. "tidalclan. sir, you're not going to hurt me, are you?" dabbykit backstepped, not realizing her fear of this giant creature until now. then she let go a breath she didn't even know she was holding, and you could tell her pupils had done the opposite of dialating to small dots. what was wrong with her today? usually she laughed in the face of danger! which she has never faced before, LOL. xDD

"Hey Southen," she mumbled under her breath, being audible just enough so she could hear what she said.

Dabbykit appeared, stiffling an oncoming yawn. "Hey Hairbo." she greeted, smiling at her aunt and then turning to the canine. She had seen enough of that kind that now she knew what they were and what they were called. "What's your name? I am Dabbykit."

...subscribing. :)

For personal reasons I won't mention. I haven't been very attached for this website, and don't think I ever will. -sigh- Goodbye to everyone here, for being such a friendly community; you're the main reason I stayed here in the first place. :) To those I roleplay with, sorry for the inconvenience. Cakey, I'd like for you to adopt out Dabby for me. I apologize for taking a kit when I wasn't very active. Make sure she has a good home! This sounds official enough... xD

Goodbye WCRPG, love Mozzy. <3

hello! i'm a returning member to WCRPG and am ready to rock and roll. B] this place has changed so much! - Q -

let's introduce myself. i am mosaiceve, manga reader, amateur dancer, bang-flaunting teen, and a bunch of other things. i'm pretty chill and have lots of energy (i dance to the bathroom in the morning). i'm also nice and extremely polite (despite my title), so don't be intimidated to approach me. however, don't you dare try manipulating me. - 7- so...let's talk. :)

I won't put this in my signature, but I do appreciate your effort to stop bullying. :)

Welcome to WCRPG, Amarx. c;

If you looked hard enough, you could make out the figure of a papillon dog nearing Sunclan's borders. She was known as the one and only Sam, the once prideful neighborhood star, abandoned by her owners, and left to fend for herself. It had been almost four days since her last meal and a sense of comfort and safety. "Sam, oh, Sam, since when did you become so lame?" they all said. "Guess they didn't love you after all." But Sam has learned it does not do to dwell on her past. She would credit her survival to her will to show them up. She was definitely not lame! (However, if Sam crossed paths with danger, she would not admit to her defenselessness.)

Clueless of her surroundings, she anxiously made way towards what she assumed was shelter. She boosted her speed with new found energy, as she always did when nearing her destination. Her "butterfly" ears annoyingly flopped at her side, and her body was very tense, to retain body heat. The pit-patter of water nearby was her metronome, determining the number of steps she took per minute. If it slowed down, she slowed down. If it got faster, she sped up. If anything, it was the only constant factor she met recently. But she was ready to end her daily commute. Sam finally met the border and abruptly stopped. Her instincts told her something had changed.

Arukin -- Nice to meet you! What kind of manga do you read?

Red -- Your gifs are awesome; kudos to you! I would be too lazy to put so many in one post.

"Well, since I've been waiting to join, I might as well do it now." Yukine, a sorta lean yet sorta stout male cat, emerged like a villain in movies. He stepped out of the shadows, head first, and scanned his surroundings with a daring attitude before fully revealing his image. "Hello. I'm joining too." Yukine voiced, releasing an unpleasant stench from his mouth, like he had just eaten. But hey, you couldn't blame him! After an exhausting chase for food, who wouldn't want to rest after eating? Anyways, from first impressions, the male didn't seem to care much for the two relatives, whose names also seemed awkward to him. On the other hand, Deadpool seemed like somebody he wanted to transform into a human for, just so he could slap him. "That's not being mean, it's the truth." he thought.

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