Posts by Echoingcub

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 525px][align=center][size=8][font=georgia]"Who do you think put me in here, Father?" he said icily, while Orion let out another, louder hoot and clicked his beak. Horrible... but I suppose I'll be feeling better in a week or so. he answered his sister through telepathy. Echoingcub knew that reading lips all day must be heard, and he wanted to make things a little easier for Ayaka.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 525px][align=center][size=8][font=georgia]Hm... so Sleepypaw and Westpaw liked each other, eh? But Maskedcub seemed to feel something for Sleepypaw, and Echoingcub had taken a liking to Westpaw. Maybe this could work out if everything went smoothly. Golden eyes narrowed in thought, the lynx hobbled over, Orion perched on his shoulders. "Interesting."

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; background:url(http://www.wallpaper77.com/upl…-wallpapers-1920x1200.jpg); width: 450px; height: 290px; color: #929292; font-size: 7pt; text-align: center;][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 2px solid #929292; overflow: auto; height: 250px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; opacity: 0.7; margin-top: 12px; text-align: justify;]Name » Echoingpaw > Echoingverses
    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 365px;]Nicknames » Echo
    Reason for Name? » N/A
    Last Name? » None[/fancypost]
    Age » Seven moons
    Birthday » January 10th, 2014
    Sex » Male
    Gender Identity » Male
    Sexuality » Bisexual, although he protests to be straight
    Zodiac Sign » Capricorn


    Alliance » DarkClan
    Rank » Lieutenant
    Past Alliances » None
    Past Ranks » Cub > Lieutenant > Commander


    Species » Eurasian Lynx
    Fur Color » The typical tawny shade
    Eye Color » Golden
    Body Structure » Slightly feminine, lean, and skinny
    Physical Disabilities » N/A
    Unique Markings & Traits » N/A
    Companion » Orion, a male snowy owl


    Multiple Possessions? » Yes
    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 365px;]List bodies here »
    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 330px;]• Eurasian lynx
    • Cream tabby
    • Cougar
    • Serval[/fancypost][/fancypost]


    Mental Disorders? » N/A


    Masculine or Feminine? » Masculine
    Views on Homosexuality » N/A


    Powers » Multiple possessions and telepathy


    Favorite Color » Charcoal grey
    Favorite Flower » N/A
    Hobbies » Training his pet owl Orion
    Favorite Meal » Thrush


    Least Favorite Color » Anything bright and happy
    Least Favorite Flower » Sunflowers
    Least Favorite Chores » Grooming himself
    Least Favorite Meal » Fish or squirrel


    Goals & Dreams » Become a high position ( )
    Have a mate and kids (x)
    Reach the position of Ranger ( )
    Acquire a mentor ( )
    Fears » Disappointing Lancelot or his father


    Most Valuable Virtue » Loyalty
    Most Shamed Vice » Ignorance


    Favorite Time of Day » Night
    Favorite Season » Winter
    Favorite Weather » Snow


    Darkness or Light? » Darkness
    Left or Right? » Left
    Sky or Sea? » Sky
    Indoors or Outdoors? » Outdoors
    Hot or Cold? » Cold
    Religion or Science? » Science
    Structured or Creative? » Structured
    Modern or Traditional? » Modern


    First Food Caught » Mouse
    First Word Said » Dada
    First Friend » Orion
    First Injury » A few dozen bee stings


    Mate » None
    Crush » Westpaw
    Children » Thirteenthkit, Rainkit, and Hadeskit
    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 365px;]• Name | Age | ♀/♂ | Clan[/fancypost]
    Past Mates & Lovers »


    Mother » NPC
    Father » Shadowcraft
    Brothers » Maskedpaw
    Sisters » Ayaka, Sleepcub
    HP Relations » Shadowcraft


    Closest Friends » Orion
    Friends » Westpaw
    Acquaintances » Most of DarkClan


    Worst Enemy » Mentalissues
    People they Dislike » Silentwisp
    Friendly Rivals » Maskedcub[/fancypost]
    FANCYPOST & TEMPLATE IS [C] SEMPER - DO NOT COPY OR CLAIM AS OWN!!![/fancy

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 525px][align=center][size=8][font=georgia]"Westpaw, can I do anything to help?" Echoingcub murmured, focusing his golden gaze on the apprentice.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 525px][align=center][size=8][font=georgia]"Good riddance, you lying little..." Echoingcub was about to call her an idiot again or something, but stopped; even though she wasn't a DarkClanner anymore, he could still get a whack in the head from Shadowcraft.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 525px][align=center][size=8][font=georgia]"You can't eat just herbs. You'd starve, and it's an enormous waste of resources." Echoingcub stated blankly, staring at Altair. She seemed almost as dumb as Mentalissues.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 525px][align=center][size=8][font=georgia]"I thought you didn't eat meat?" Echoingcub said dryly, raising an eyebrow. To him, there was no point to killing an animal that was doing perfectly fine on its own then not eating it.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 525px][align=center][size=8][font=georgia]( gonna post with orion, echoingcub's snowy owl c: he's available for capture/slight injuries, but no maiming or killing please /w\ )


    Orion, dark eyes narrowed, glided down to flap beside Shadowcraft. Sure, the lab wasn't his favorite person in the world, but he was a clanmate, and the avian was prepared to fight tooth and nail beside him.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 525px][align=center][size=8][font=georgia]Echoingcub had only kicked it on the ground, and it had been sent skidding a few inches away from even touching Altair; she must have levitated it or something to hit herself in the face. Idiot. Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, the lynx just frowned and called, "it's still a waste of herbs that could've helped cats who actually needed it- no matter if they haven't been picked yet.