Posts by frozenwish

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]I read it, and I think the history explains her personality pretty well!


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]"Nothing." he mewed, his tone bored and annoyed. The cub stared at the ground.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]Areia laughed at him, and grabbed his front paw with her mouth and yanked forward, pulling it out of socket. She began to twist it around slowly, causing tremendous pain.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]Caeci just sat there for a second, then spoke. "So..."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;][[ ? You can name the kit...


    Anna began to breathe heavily, and after her first ordeal, she wasn't sure if she would be able to make this one.


    .......


    A small she-kit lay by her mother's cold figure, next to her brother. The kitten had enough time to drink her fill, but nothing was left now.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]it sparkled....


    I speak a very special, special language...
    google translate


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]Nughtrose and Kerala must be friends!


    dat fine?


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;][[ Anna's dead... *cries* The kit's name will be Cresia, it means nothing but she'll have to be named by someone else.


    The little she-kit pressed up against her brother's pelt, hoping for warmth.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]"I...I don't really know." What did she want to do? Well, there wasn't much. She'd never been asked that. not even as a kit, and really, she had no clue.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;] Nightrose sat down by the warrior's den, staring out into space.


    #Covenantcontest2014PIandPIElover


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]Sterlingsilver
    Unsolvedconflicts
    Butterflyeffect


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;] "I uh...how deep is the river?" she asked, totally speechless. How did she react to a tom so friendly, yet she'd known him little time.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]"My name is Nightrose, I joined a while ago." she mewed, smiling a bit.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]Caeci brushed against him and followed his lead.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]Nightrose smiled at all of them.




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]"You like this?" she purred, moving on he his back legs.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]Cresia mewled at the sound of her new name.


    [[ timeskip four moons outside of this thread.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]The four moon old daughter of Anna and Madnessreturns sat on the dirty floor of an alleyway, lost her way yet again. Her mind was on the location of her brother, although she suspected he was nearby.


    [[ c:


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]"I was born in Africa, but I'm not super religious. If I have to choose, I'd said StarClan." Periwinkle told them, smiling of course.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase;]Cresia smiled at her brother, glad that she had someone else. She had to look up at him though, she was a bit...small. The flame point continued to sit, waiting for someone to cone.


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