[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;][didn't know that a meeting was goin' on, luckypaw's there anyways x3]
luckypaw was sitting on one side of sappaw, twitching his tail in an anxious way. the young trainee let out a soft sigh, then whispered in sappaw's ear. "w-what's the meeting about again..?"
without a word, mistyspark padded out of camp, ready to explore more of the territory.
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Warily, Mwezi padded forward, then crouched so he can eat some of the gazelle. A new feeling arose from inside the young male, which was clearly towards the female cheetah. Anyways, it was that time of year.. but he hardly met the pretty cheetah.
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]luckypaw's heart twinged in pity for sappaw, and only watched him plea for justice for hickorydew. but.. what did she do wrong? luckypaw's yellow-green eyes blinked at the scene, feeling more pity for the trainee. the alpha's word is law.. but even if its wrong?
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]tidal flew around nearby, then heard the voices of dragons. with curiosity bursting into her heart, she flapped harder and picked up speed, ready to investigate the conversing dragons. the hybrid dove down into the forest, and when a few dragons came into her range of sight, she landed nearby. silent as a mouse, tidal watched, listening every word and watching every twitch of a muscle.
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]luckypaw tilted his head at the omega that spoke to him. "how do you know? w-what if she was framed on accident, or on purpose? you never know!" paranoia started to creep into him, and the memories came through him like a wave. cats would fight cats just for his "luck" and try to steal him.. oh the memories were horrible. shaking out his pelt to push down his paranoia, luckypaw sighed. "but.. what about sappaw? everybody needs a mother's love! sappaw needs his mother!"
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]luckypaw held back a whimper, and didn't reply. maybe halfheart's right.. but what if foxtail refuses to love sappaw as if he was her own kit? luckypaw nodded understandingly, and mewed. "i guess you're right.."
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]tidal watched the two dragons, still silent.
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]just a lil' bump, nothin' to see here.. o3o
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]tidal shook her head slightly. everything was so confusing! she thought that this would be a good chance to earn some new information about the tribes.. but clearly it wasn't. the only thing the hybrid learned that was clear to her was the fact that there was another tribe. another tribe.. another tribe that didn't hear about those stories were a good sign! tidal shuddered, only because it was hard to control her excitement. it was a long time since the hybrid was excited about something. it's my lucky day!
[lmao i'm expecting them to be like "hey have you heard about this scary dragon.." and so forth xD]
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]black eggs are so pretty ;o; i'm still saving up for the icy blue egg you reserved me, lone ;3
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]i already knew before XD
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;][just in case if anyone forgot, i am reminding you guys that giftwings have pouches x3]
basilisk crawled out of the winglet's cave and followed mamba and the others to class. apparently she never gone out while the others were sleeping. something inside her made her refuse to her instincts- and those instincts were inherited by the changewings. clearly the hybrid was cunning as one. however, she didn't know what other inheritances came from the other side of the bloodline- giftwings. all she knew was that she had a pouch. gazing up at the creepy sandwing, basilisk said nothing- but made sure she touched miss creepy with her tail as she passed through.
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]i am literally fighting the urge to attempt to jump through this device's screen and hug that baby boy to death to my heart's content owo
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify;]Update for lone:
he is black with yellow.. ahah
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]so bootiful, arukin ＼(°0°)／
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]basilisk took her seat and watched the two dragons. she started to chuckle, and crept up behind desert. this is how a changewing does it! just watch and learn.. she changed into a sandwing- the exact replicate of desert- and suddenly leaped out from behind the teacher. mischief was another way to have fun- especially when one was a changewing. the hybrid fought the urge to say 'hello class' but she knew she could get in trouble.. oh well.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]i love that coloring so much ^^
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]slightly dazed after the teacher knocked her to the ground, basilisk went to her place. at the sound of the question, she raised her talon. "lightning..?"
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;]basilisk should know this.. but the problem was that she'd never seen a changewing blow fire in their normal form. "fire?"
[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: white; width: 350px;][tidal needs to interact with someonee]
