Posts by POETICJUSTICE

[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]Instinctively, her striking blue orbs would shift over to the first creature that bothered to recite the question as her lips twitched into a crooked grin. "My name is Poeticjustice" she answered as the words dripped from her tongue. She would take a moment to rake her calculating gaze over the others; taking in the new faces was quite a habit she would never break. It was always wise to study who you have before you, even if it seemed as if you were the main one to be studied in the first; she was in their territory after all.

The ebony wildcat who questioned her seemed to be one of high status being that she jumped straight to the point as if she had better things to do. The round bulge that stuck out at her sides hinted that she was also carrying a litter. How cute. Poetic would never have the desire to have kits. It was just one of those motherly traits she failed to have. Next would be Nyssa......my my my she seemed like the type the gorgeous cream tabby wouldn't mine co-existing with. The grim expression she held made her guess this one wasn't a creature with genuine humor. Perhaps she was, but Poetic didn't waste her time to try to guess as she gazed at the others.

Another pregnant one? These BloodClanner were mighty fruitful these days. The thought would make her smile even wider as she gracefully nodded over to Raya in greeting. So far she failed to spot a domestic feline as she looked over Alphamegamia and---oh my. At the sight of the fae with wings, Poetic would slowly tip her angular head to the side with dark amusement flickering across her fair face. No surprise that yet another mutation was about. Must be a pain to adjust to a new weight upon your shoulders; such a curse all the while being seen as a blessing just because you could take flight

Flicking her tail from over her small paws, she would then proceed to gaze at Purgatory and Sola. Unlike Sola, Poetic had no clue to whom she was. Just another BloodClanner that the striking beauty had no interest in whatsoever. With a small sigh, her eyes would finally reach Scorpionking and Kite.

What a lovey bunch that was displayed before her. "I am a former SunClanner on my way to ShadowClan. My business here is to rest and then I'll be on my way the following day" she murmured

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]Twitching her ear, the female would shift her gaze over to Inkdeath releasing a rather bored sigh before chuckling from slight amusement at her choice of words. Well, well, well.....a BloodClanner pointing out what wouldn't be right? How delightful. The cream cameo was mildly impressed that it seemed some BloodClanners were beginning to notice the difference?

However, to the former SunClanner, Poetic saw no "right" or "wrong" It was merely what needs to be done and what can't be done. Slowly she would draw her lip up in a look of mere disgust as the Spartan questioned what the domestic feline could offer. Well that was something that depended on what BloodClan wanted, did it not? After all, there was so much the skilled huntress could offer....but the real question was "what did a large clan such as this, would want with just one her?" She could hunt, kill, strategize and complete tasks that can be deemed possible. But couldn't every member they already had do the same?

Intrigued, Poetic would slowly rise on all fours gracefully as she gaze at the audience. "What I can offer is what your clan has plenty of, so I am not so sure if that would be enough to satisfy your needs" she answered breathlessly with a wave of her stripped tail. "However, if the favor you ask for me is the only leeway for one night of shelter, then I suppose it'll be more convenient to be on my way" she mewed in her rich voice.

It was true, there was no sense of offering something special for one night of sleep within their territory. If letting her stay was to be an issue that wanted to make difficult, then so be it.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]A fresh start.

It was something the former loner craved ever since she departed from SunClan. While her days there were a bit short, the memories of clan life managed to seep into her soul; she was born to live the clan life. Despite her thinking of that figuratively, she indeed carried clan blood through her veins being the daughter of Cameowaltz and Snarltooth...who was possessed by Risencorpse himself in order for the dirty deed to be done. However, this knowledge was not known to the beautiful female as she traveled through the marshland with her striking blue eyes fixed on the path ahead of her. From all she could remember, she had been a lone creature forced to quickly learn the ways of survival all on her own; making her a cold and calculating huntress who would kill without hesitation if threatened by another.

She was a female who wasn't afraid to get her claws a little dirty, though she preferred to handle her battles in a quick fashion. She saw no pleasure in performing barbaric deeds that included ripping limbs from bodies for no apparent reason. It was a rather foolish thing to just play with corpses and convince yourself that you're thrilled. Which to led to the reason why she decided BloodClan was not the clan for her.

Effortlessly, the fair beauty would weave her way through the marsh as her pads thudded against the moist earth beneath her. She wasn't truly a fan of mud, but that was something the tabby could deal with if she was to dwell in the marshed of ShadowClan.

ShadowClan.

Oh the stories did intrigue the gorgeous cream cameo as she neared their domain with eyes peering about. Hopefully they would fulfill her needs of a new home. There was no fun in wandering about. The skilled seductress simply needed a home to call her own. Finally the feline slowed to a complete stop standing tall and ready as she anticipated the arrival of a clanner that would throw "name and business" question she was all too familiar with. Around her slender neck, she still wore her silver necklace with it's lavender jewel resting upon her chest. There was no mistaking she was here to join; here's hoping this would be her final clan.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]

Poetic is the daughter of Cameowaltz (former ThunderClan vice-leader/medicine cat) and Snarltooth (former ThunderClan deputy/vice leader). However, Snarltooth was possessed by Risencorpse (former BloodClan leader and current Spartan)

Love plots are welcome but not a definite yes. Poetic is very hard to get to :P she is Bis-sexual
Open for friends, but she isn't the cheery friendly type
Open for rivals, though she couldn't care less about her rivals, they are beneath her
Other plots are free to discuss :)

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]Which sibling is she engaged to?

Note: she does not remember who she is or who her parents are. As a kit, she got lost and cracked her skull....making her forget and think she was born a loner

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]

Omg let's do it!! Plus maybe Poetic can get her memory back

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]Her blue optics would instantly shift on Host as the ShadowClan officer recited the common lines. The softest of smile would tug at her lips as she added she wanted the questions five seconds ago: how very cute. Poetic was temted to simply point out that she would've answered five seconds ago if someone had been here ten seconds ago to ask her the question, yet she decided it was wise to let that go. After all, this feline seemed to only say that to indicate her short patience with new strangers. Intriguing....

Parting a jaws, the pale cream beauty would speak; voice rich and sweet though they carried no warmth of any kind. "Poeticjustice. My business is quite simple: I am here to join the shadowclan ranks" she mewed with each word dripping from her tongue. As she spoke, her eyes wandered over to the others; cold and calculating. Wildpaw had seated himself beside Hostess....so the domestic feline could only guest that perhaps both held the same rank whether it was a high position or not. Had to be....Host's demanding demeanor was typical for one with a high title.

Then her eyes would rake over to Winterpaw. Once again, there was no denying the common fad of large creatures among the clans. Giving the stripe-less tigress a brisk nod, poetic then rest her mesmerizing gaze on the canine. So far, the crowd before her was as typical as any; though she knew better than to finalize her judgment by one sweep of the eyes. If she was accepted, there will be more time to know them.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]

@Nickar: a thread will be cool! Poetic doesn't care for kits and her presence will be a little intimidating, but she is cool.

@: Taylor: let's just have a thread :) I see that this character is a romantic charmer, and it'll be funny to see my seductress basically look at him with mild disgust. She is not so easily impressed. But I'm not saying no to the relationship thing....you never know

So, three threads? who will make?

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]Wildpaw; general. Radiantmemories; nightwatcher....and Hostesscupcakes. Instinctively, the beautiful feline would register the new found info in her brain as she maintained her blank expression. "the pleasure is all mine" she breathed in her radiant rich voice before she proceeded to stand on all fours and gracefully step officially across the border.

She was, what you would call, reborn. No longer a nomad wandering the endless earth in boredom as she slayed random strangers who dared to cross her path; she was a shadowclanner. A now loyal member abided by their clan law to serve, feed, and protect her new clanmates while ensuring victories in battle. Ah yes....when would the wars begin if one had not begun already? She failed to receive any action for quite sometime.

With one swift motion, the pale stripped tabby lifted a dainty paw and unsheathed her claws in thought as she examined their current state. With a silent snarl of slight disgust she sheathed them back; the were still in good condition, but would need sharpening if she was to put them in dangerously good use. She was a cat who preferred to stay in top shape and remain groom. It didn't matter to her that she would now leave in filthier environment. ShadowClan was no clan of a mansion; but that would not hinder her clean ways.

"thank you. I'll do my best to fit in nicely" she added with a wave of her tail

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]adorable?

Well...that was one way to look at it. Though you already know the seductress found nothing adorable about the warrior singing her harmless tune. It was rather quite obnoxious and unnecessary. Though from past experiences, poetic never truly cared what others decide to do in their spare time. With that being said, she would politely allow a ghostly smile to blossom upon her fair features as she listened to Alice and her welcome the cream cameo in song.

Well, there was no surprise to see such a cheery feline; Poetic had encountered many in SunClan including Rapunzel. Ah...the sweet and kind hearted shecat was perhaps the only feline poetic was close to caring for. Rapunzel had been tolerant of Poetic's critical ways...something the cream tabby held slight appreciation for. She was accepted for who she was and therefore it was easy for Poetic to accept her. Cheery do-gooders were not her cup of tea, but she didn't judge and wouldn't mine co-existing or even befriending a few. After all, it only made sense to at least befriend those you would be working beside for the rest of your life (supposedly).

After she finished, the newly accepted feline would slowly draw her tongue on her pink nose never leaving her vivid blue eyes off the entertainer. "bravo" she mewed before breaking out into a light chuckle which rung through the air like musical chimes; Sweet and cold at the same time. "well, I best to be on my way. I have a feeling that I'll soon be better acquainted with you all, yes?" she mewed. And with that, she padded away. Her movements rhythmic and graceful. Though with each step, she stepped with power and precision. A perfectionist, seductress, and killer willing to give her new life a spin for the better

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]It had only been an estimate of a few hours since the pretty pale feline was accepted into the shadowclan ranks. The cream cameo decided it was in her best interest to give herself her own tour as she weaved effortlessly through the undergrowth pausing every now and then to shake the loose dirt off her dainty paws; the damp earth would be something she would have to get used to. Poeticjustice was the cleanly type who preferred less filthy conditions such as these. Yet it was still better than roaming the lands of BloodClan; where decaying corpses were thrown in the most bizarre places and the smell of death engulfed her nose. That was just stupid. Yet everyone was different. That she could understand. BloodClan did have their pros: that being how ruthless and entertaining they were.

SunClan was very much different. Living in a mansion where many members were more hesitant to even kill despite the fact that their former leader, Permafrost, was as malicious as ever. Her lips were drawn back with a look of slight disgust as she recalled how appalled her ex-comrades were in witnessing her mercilessly end the life of an intruding tom who was high off of catnip trying to get a little piece of action. Ugh....the pig he certainly was. If anything, she did him a favor of delivering a quick death.

ShadowClan struck her as a clan that laid in-between. Ruthless members along with cheery, kind others that simply performed tasks that needed to be done. No extra, over the top badass routines to make things so cliché. Perhaps this would be her last clan after all: a place that could satisfy the seductress's needs all the while meeting a few wants.

On she went as her mesmerizing blue eyes peered through the thick crowd. Her lavender jeweled necklace softly thudding upon her furry chest as she took in the new environment; gaze cold and calculating.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]Stealth was a skill Poeticjustice possessed and mastered fairly well. Her sleek frame slithered effortlessly through the undergrowth as she leveled her head and tail inches above ground. The pale beauty was obviously on the hunt and there was already a target on sight.

The poor oblivious creature was on land scuffling around a thickly rooted tree; scavenging for fallen nuts and berries that mother nature provided. With her vivid blue eyes narrowed with focus, she paused to feel the wind gently blow against her left flank; ensuring the breeze won't give away her location by carrying her scent towards the large grey squirrel. Without wasting any time, she slunk forward with each step softer and quicker than the next. The only sounds sound she could detect was the beating of her own heart and the movement of her prey.

The huntress would then pause; the muscle underneath her lean frame building up as she wiggled her haunches and rocketed off the ground outstretching her deadly claws and parting her jaws as she landed on the shrieking rodent. Poetic would sink her claws into it's flank, as she delivered a killing back to the nep of it's neck. Blood filled her mouth as it's bone surrendered to the bite of her powerful jaws as her prey turned to fresh kill. Such a satisfying result.

[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://farm4.staticflickr.com/…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 10px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 0em 0em 5em 5em;][/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]There was one thing that was true in most cases: with every gain, there was a loss. And with every loss, their is a gain. In this case, it seemed around the same time shadowclan was receiving a new members, they had indeed lost an old one. Not just any old member...the mate of the leader correct? Poetic honestly felt no empathy for their loss; she rarely knew who this Angelbeats was and it would've been quite hypocritical of her to behave in such a sad manner. Instead, she would merely stand aside and allow for her new clanmates to mourn. After a moment of respectful silence, the pale beauty would simply proceed on her way.

Today she was basking in the sun. Her sleek cream-colored coat warming from the touch on sunlight. Sunlight was rather hard to find around here though; the marshlands being towered by tall trees and all. So she felt no shame in taking advantage of the small spaced area that the sunlight managed to beam on. It was rather calm and peaceful.....silence was truly gold to the former loner.

/rushed /w\

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bump?

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hey dawny babe!!

//bump

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but fair warning: I MIGHT move Poetic again. Ehhhh......I am getting no replies on my threads. I want to move where I'll actually have interactions xD

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"mm...that is correct" the fair beauty answered as she snapped her eyelids open to reveal to pools of azure blue that were focused on host for the moment. Ah yes, this was he one who had been the first to acknowledge her. She seemed to be in a more patient mood today. A faint smile would blossom upon her flawless features as she twitched her ear in greeting; remaining sprawled out in the sun. She was much too comfortable in the position she was in to really move. With a muffled yawn, poetic proceeded to sun herself with her eyes halfway hidden by her eyelids. "You're Hostesscupcakes" she stated in her mechanical tone although her voice was smooth and rich at the same time. "Fancy seeing you here...have you come to clear your mind and take advantage on what the sun is offering?" she asked although she could care less of the feline's intentions. Yet there was no harm in starting light talk since they were both there present at the time.

In one swift motion the pale cream-colored tabby rolled onto her other side; refusing to just let one side receive the glow of the sun. Soon after this she would be on her way to complete the typical tasks of a warrior: hunting, sparring, and basically walking around to say hi to a whole bunch of faces she knew nothing about and as of right now: cared nothing about. Sooner or later, she will learn to grow more attached. However, that didn't necessarily mean she would want to be best buddies with everyone she knows. Would Host make the cut? Hopefully so....by the looks of it they may get along. Only time and a simple conversation would tell

//musless too

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]the much smaller feline pause from her evaluation as her eyes slowly raised up to meet the gaze of the jungle cat resisting the urge to scowl in disgust. It wasn't him....but very much so the fact that the cream-colored female hated to be disturbed while she was observing. however, she had to keep in mind that this was not the time to be anti-social. This was her new family now correct? Animals that she would work with in the near future. It would be rude and slightly idiotic to just shun every new face that she crossed. Such an action was risky to take.

With that being said, she returned the favor; her dazzling smile mechanically appearing as her azure blue eyes sparked with dark amusement. As Romeo spoke, she could help but hold back a chuckle. He was quite the formal type: reminding her of an old friend she once liked to tease. Blinking slowly, the lean beauty would slowly circle the powerful animal; taking in every inch of him. Not bad.....hopefully his brains was as impressive as he brawn.

Before she could formally introduce herself, the tabby would raise her invisible eyebrows at the bouning little brute who's name was Captainpup. how cute the adolescent was; eyes full of innocence and friendliness. It was something the feline had encountered many time before. "And I'm poeticjustice" she mewed in her rich musical tone before casting a glance over to Wildpaw and Hostesscupcakes. Those two were no new faces...so there wasn't a need to introduce herself again. Instead, she merely waved a dainty paw in their direction

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]Mmmm....quite the protest against a powerful force known as BloodClan. PoeticJustice....daughter of Risencorpse, Cameowaltz, and Snarltooth, would near the ranting male with her striking blue eyes narrowed with keen curiosity and a ghostly smile upon her flawless features. The beauty was a bit intrigued that he was willing to take action against the barbarians that had more big heads than skilled workers. Pathetic.

Gracefully, the cream cameo beauty seated herself before Howling with her head slightly tilted to the side to listen. "Mmm.....I am Poeticjustice. And what if we do not possess the supernatural power to complete the task?" she murmured as each word dripped from her tongue

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[fancypost borderwidth=0tp; background-image: url(http://www.aupetstore.com.br/w…jpg);background-position: bottom; width: 450px; height: 150px; border: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-radius: 5em 5em 0em 0em;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; border-left: 3px solid #1a1a1a; border-right: 3px solid #1a1a1a; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-size: 8.5pt; background-color: #bab19b; text-transform: lowercase;][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px #000000; font-family: comic sans; text-transform: uppercase; opacity: 0.99; width: 400px; margin-top: -35pt;][size=25pt]✻ PoeticJustice ✻ [/size][/fancypost]Meanwhile, there was another beauty trotting on land. Her smooth cream colored fur flashed in the sunlight as she travelled in and out of the shadows with her striking blue eyes narrowed with focus. You could call the feline a wanderer with no destination: once a hard SunClanner who left when the life grew too soft. She had tried to relocate herself to a new. more suitable home but it was not to be.

The oblivious daughter of Risencorpse and Cameowaltz had then discovered there was no such thing as a home for her. She had no memories of her origin nor did she feel as if there was something missing in her soul. She was merely a loner who killed so she wouldn't be killed. Clean in her kills, and précised in her actions, the lightly scarred beauty always found it better to be on her own with no one to care for or serve under. This was how it was to be.

With cold and calculating glare, she paused as something white flashed from above. She paused and tilted her angular head upward to catch full sight of the Chinese dragon sailing through the air. Well well well...it seemed the world had yet again allowed a creature to exist into this world that she was not familiar with. Shocker, was it not. The lean loner seated herself in a graceful fashion not bothering to let the shadows envelope her as she watched the powerful and quite beautiful ancient dragon float on by.

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