Posts by DEERSONG !

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8]Pft, Deersong was there the entire time - totally. The chief assistant had seated herself beside Bleakwonder, blinking in response to all of the ideas that were thrown out. All were clever, and all claimed a main objective in weakening BloodClan as a whole. However, there was a few things she needed to say.[color=brown] "The only problem I have with the water blocking thing is that BloodClan drinks from oasis', not dams nor rivers. oasis' are similar to pools were it's just stand-still water, and doesn't exactly come from a flowing source. This is from what I have known of and observed from a few of my travels." Before coming to the Covenant, she had observed life in the desert dwelling group from afar, yet she could be wrong about her claim. The teenager glanced around at the other high positions, awaiting for a reply.

[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8]Deersong nodded a greeting to both Victoriankit, Jackpaw as well as Fangstar as they all tagged along to join the patrol. Snapping her head over to the direction of which Atlasdreams had called for the patrol to follow, the chief assistant trailed after the ginger and white female, blinking her two hazel celestial pools which had absorbed her surroundings. Soon, the setting morphed from the darkness of the caves to the clarity of the camp's entrance. The slim domestic feline awaited for the rest of her clanmates to catch up with the group, tail tip giving a quick, occasional flick.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8]The last thing the young teen wanted to do was to interrupt her leader's reunion with this other leader. With curled, surprised feline brows, Deersong simply gazed on at the former leader, wondering what her purpose was for returning. She also wondered what the ragged ginger she-cat wanted to discuss with Whipstar. Hell, what was this important for her to return? Was she here due to urgent news, or perhaps to become a member of the Covenant once again? Questions where tossed into the female's mind like a whirl of dust, clouding her brain and all the contents within it for the time being. The tall, light brown tabby for once, remained silent, not giving a verbal greeting. All she had done was gave a courteous head-dip to Planetary before craning her head back up and setting it back into it's original position.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8]Deersong was actually going to go on a night walk, yet before she did that, the femme wanted to check up on her clanmates simply to check if they were all okay. With recent events happening between BloodClan and others almost dying, it was hard to get shut eye without knowing someone was alright. The female poked her head into the apprentices' den only to see Graham about to drift off to sleep before his eyes lids flung back upward as if an interior bolt of lightning struck him awake. Something was keeping him from resting easy, and whatever it was, it wasn't very good.

The light brown she sauntered quietly over to the larger wolf, blinking both her eyes worriedly at her clanmate. [color=brown]"Graham? Are you alright?" The thirteen moon old individual inquired gently, lips tugging in a brisk, firm line. There was a possibility that she could try and help him with his issue, if he needed it.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8]Deersong was the next Covenant warrior to arrive, a friendly, bright smile dancing over her illuminated facial features. She was here simply to converse with a few of her clanmates, just to check up on everyones status. [color=brown]"Hows everything going everyone?" The she-cat inquired, her voice tinted with the light and care-free tone that it always was poised with.

( rushed )

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8]( wow, that's great for a first post! Welcome to WCRPG by the way. c: )

Deersong slithered up next, blinking both hazel pigmented visionaries as she scooted up beside Graham quietly, offering the tomcat a warm and welcoming smile. She enjoyed new-comers as much as the next Covenant member, and was rather interested in why this cat had come. Perhaps the blue and white male was looking to join their ranks? The lean mahogany hued tabby awaited for an answer from the unfamiliar individual, two triangulated appendages atop her cranium swiveling to their sides once before returning to their original positions.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8]Deersong, like Maka, recalled of Oblivion's presence. She was often glad to see others joining the Covenant as many others had done, but re-joining? Well, she had to say it was nice to have more pieces of her little home's spirit back in place. The tiny meerkat was a former Covenant member from what she had recalled of, and the lean feline was happy to have him back. "Welcome back Oblivion!" The chief assistant giggled in response to the small creatures slick moves that where soon wrecked by his clumsy nature. [color=brown]"You...need some moss to dry your muzzle?" The young teen inquired through a small laugh that she had tried to stifle. Deer quite honestly didn't know what it was, but people falling cracked her up. At least when there was no brain matter or anything to that nature being exposed.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8]Deersong trotted towards the group, curious to see as to what was going on. She liked ScarClan, due to the fact that they didn't tinker about with neutral alliances like BloodClan. She despised the group due to the fact that they kept bombarding her home with raid after raid after raid. The chief assistant didn't quite know when the raiding would end, but it was beginning to annoy her. The Covenant warrior settled down beside Sandyshores, allowing for Whipstar to respond to Breakdance's words with a calm blink of her olive optics.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8]Deersong was late. She really didn't like being late, for the young feline enjoyed being organized and neat. Yet, it was hard to be like that when you where running around to all different types of places at all different types of times. The Covenant warrior rushed over to the departing patrol, her chest heaving lightly as she stopped behind Bleakwonder. [color=brown]"Hope it's...not to late for...someone else to join." The energetic female stated between light pants, hazel visionaries sparkling to show that she still was the same young firecracker with the same amount of energy.

[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8][color=brown]"Welcome to the Covenant. The name's Deersong, one of the chief assistants here. If you accept Sandyshores' offer for a tour, perhaps she'll tell you a bit about the ranks!" The energetic teen explained, dipping her head in greeting while remaining upon all for paws. Before long, her hazel optics where still trained upon the gray and white tom before they where transferred over to the senior warrior. She hoped that she didn't throw her under the bus with the whole ranks thing, but if she had, then she would simply take the liberty of explaining what each rank was in the Covenant. The towering slender high position blinked both visionaries slowly awaiting for the new-comer to respond to her words.

[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8]"I'm just checking all the dens to make sure every things running smoothly. I heard you tussling about in here, so I came in to check up on you." Deersong had never experienced the trauma of death like Graham had, and never really wanted to, in all honesty. Staying alive and breathing was all fine and well in her opinion. The Covenant warrior took a small step forward, feeling the urge to sit beside the larger wolf and just stay with him for the rest of the night. To tell him that everything would be alright. Ah, but alas, the feeling was soon shoved away by reality. He probably wanted his rest, not some older teenager strutting about, wanting to comfort his nerves. She really had wanted him to sleep well with out him fearing that death would pull him into hell. The slender light mahogany hued tabby drew in a soft breath of air, tingled with the breeze of the mountains and the tangy salt of the rivers that decked the Covenant's land.

A gust of chilled wind slammed into her hind legs as well as her back, soon realizing how cold it was. Perhaps a walk wouldn't be the best idea she had, but it was an idea. Despite that, the apprentice's den was warm, and was a place that they could all fall asleep in, depending on the time. Maybe, just maybe, the shaggy ebony wolf wouldn't snap at her tail for wanting to comfort him. [color=brown]"Would you like it if I stayed here? My den's freezing anyways, so..." With those words, the female trailed off, shuffling a single front paw against the ground quietly. Her words where gentle in hopes of avoiding awakening other creatures that resided in the den. She forced her olive visionaries to tear away from her paws and rest upon her clanmate, wondering what his response would be to her words.

[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8]( I secretly ship them like wow. <3 )

A small smile melted it's way onto her facial features as Graham accepted her offer. Faint warmth flourished into her hazel crystalline spheres as the apprentice made room for her, glad that she could make him feel a little better through her actions. Allowing for another clanmate to sleep easy at night was always good. The light brown tabby made her way over to his nest and calmly settled down beside him, accidentally brushing her fur against his. Heat rushed to her cheeks, and she suddenly realized how stiff her posture was. The female loosened up her muscles beside the male, gazing up at the ceiling of the den as silence swamped over the pair. [color=brown]"I'm sorry for butting in like this. It was just that, after what happened…" She didn't want to go into detail, but honestly hoped Graham didn't mind her presence.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8][color=brown]"I will be listening as well, if that's cool with you. I happen to be a higher up as well, so until Whipstar is present, we are both willing to listen." The slender form of Deersong merged from the dense undergrowth of the woodlands she called her home. The Covenant chief assistant stopped beside Bleakwonder, offering the other higher up a quick smile before offering everyone else, including the RushingClanner, the same flash of a grin. After this, both olive hued visionaries where glued to Sleepingbeauty's own figure, curious as to why she had come. Was there trouble in RushingClan? Whatever the case, the young domestic feline was all ears and even rather eager to hear what the Director's business within the Covenant.

[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8]( oh gosh graham babies xD they'd be taking over the covenant )

Deersong could feel her clanmate squirming beside her, twitching in his his sleep. The female felt worry begin to pulse through her veins, and soon realized that he was going through another nightmare. She had next to no idea on what to do, until without thinking, she moved closer to the wolf. Hopefully her body heat would warm the male up even more. Her eyes began to close, and soon, her fur was pressed up against his. Perhaps Graham would be capable of feeling the temperature that Deersong was aiming to generate.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8][color=brown]"BloodClan?" Deersong resisted a snort as she joined the small group of Covenant members as well as the two younger BloodClanners. The 13 moon old high position wasn't fond of the anti-clan, and didn't know if they remained allies or not despite their countless raids on her home. The chief assistant stood tall, her lanky figure casting a shadow down upon both youngsters. The female hooked a brow, wondering what these guys wanted here, for she didn't fully grasp why they where messing around instead of being back at the desert dwelling anti-clan screwing up some *.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8][color=brown]"It's a pleasure to meet you Marikit, but your on Covenant territory. You are welcome to join, but if you aren't interested in that, then I'll have to escort you out of our land." The light, airy tone came from Deersong who had offered the cub a small smile before padding up beside Graham. She didn't quite understand why everyone seemed so shocked to see that a wolf was part of their ranks. He was quite nice to her, and a good asset to the group, so in truth, there was nothing to worry about.

The slender brown tabby looked down at the new-comer, head tilting off to the side in a calculative manner, awaiting for the female's reply to her words. Perhaps she would fancy joining, for most "intruders" took up that opportunity.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8]Deersong, on the other hand, was always one for going with the flow and all that yummy stuff. Hell, the was the queen of easy-going, and hoped others thought so of herself to. The last thing she wanted to be known for was being an uptight prick who only cared about herself. Ugh, that title sounded awful. Her muzzle wrinkled slightly in distaste as she thought of the name once again, wondering who thought this of her. Someone had to hold negative emotions about someone like herself. Not everyone was liked by everyone, which was the hard thing.

So, what had the chief assistant been doing as Atlasdreams questioned Maka about her well-being? Currently, she was at the mouth of the warrior's den, rasping her tongue over her silky pelt, giving it a quick wash. As disgusting as this may sound, Deersong hadn't recalled the last time she had given herself a groom. However, she had gone swimming in a near-by lake a few hours ago, so she supposed that counted. Before long, Atlasdreams' words had caught her attention, and in response to this, the female tore her eyes away from her work for a brief moment to glance over at Maka. She looked a bit...tired. Perhaps even a bit down, but all she could do was to listen from afar.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8]Deersong trotted up to the group, appearing beside both Whipstar and Climbingaster. The light chocolate pigmented tabby's hazel celestial pools where fixated upon the jaguar cub who went by the name of Umbreon. She had to agree with Whipstar - the spotted wildcat did appear to be a bit to young to be wandering about the lands like these on his own, but who was she to judge anyone based off of their age? Perhaps this youngster grew up alone and traveled about relying on nobody but himself. If this was the case, the tall domestic feline would admit that she would be pretty impressed. She plopped her haunches against the cool ground, allowing a breeze to ruffle her medium length tabby coat.

[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8]( It's fine !! No worries. (-: )

Deersong gave a firm nod of her head in response to the cub's question. [color=brown]"Yes, we do. Just swear your loyalty to the Covenant and you're accepted!" It was rather simple, but if one chose to leave, don't think that they would be welcomed back unless they died or something along the lines of those unfortunate events occurred. If you departed with a group like BloodClan, you would be called a traitor numerous times, and those bloody bastards would soon be out for your pelt. It was scary, really, and she was glad that she felt no desire to abandon the Covenant at any point in time, or any time soon.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; overflow: auto][size=8]"Wow, that's wicked." Deersong was soon skidding up in front of the purple/blue pigmented female who was draped in dye. It was interesting how fast someone could discover something quicker then you could expect. The female seated herself before the meerkat, a juicy grin planted upon her lips. It really looked cool just to look at how Turk created such neat designs out of something so simple. [color=brown]"How'd you do it?" The eager high position inquired, hazel oculars alight with curiosity and mild excitement.