Posts by Hollychant

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    A overly sensitive heart is an unhappy possession on this shaky earth.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]Instantly looking up to intercept the long wing beats, the black female would step back in a threatened matter. A dragon, she had only met one, and even then he was... Smaller.
    "Yes... Jay, I have come to join." She then would loosen, letting her fur fall flat, and a pleasantly happy smile lace her lips. Dragging her tail swiftly across the ground, she would let her cuteness go full level. In the odd chance she would charm him right away.



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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]luciana has one eye because of holly
    and yo when they going to do the do, warn me before that shit goes down.



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    "Thank you!"


    --major rush



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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]Well I guess you could say her heart wasn't broken as much, but they all knew that was a lie. Jay had been killed by her own brother, adopted or not, but then again. Didn't she deserve death?
    "Pleased to meet you Missy!" She seemed to falter, a black ear flicking lightly. "I can call you that right?" Perhaps they would be friends, maybe they could laugh, like her and Feli once upon a time. And even with that little thought, a jab of pure cold would spike her heart. The corner of her smile twitching once, then repairing.
    'You can't run from me.' No, but she could try.



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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]"Yes Ma'am!" The loud call back was backed by a grin, the black cat grossly morphing into a spotted black leopard, green eyes bleeding into a pure black. A growl would rip through the air, her paws thundering upon the ground as she ran to fight.
    Time to release some anger.



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    Cactusbloom looked mildly let down. She'd joined division 11 for a reason--she freaking loved the combat. The whole "front line" thing had hooked her. Well, now she'd just have to find a different opponent. Shame. Turning away, the Riverclan deputy's one eye scanned the area again, hoping to lock onto an enemy.




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    "How lovely, a damsel in distress." That's when a he would strike, quickly, the female would aim to slap her tail across her brown and white muzzle, shocking her before pulling back and slamming her with outstretched claws. Hopefully this would trip her up, letting Jay jump forward and deliver a small bite to her hind leg. Then jumping back, the completely black creature would laugh uncontrollably, forgetting the strong and powerful feeling she got from other's suffering.
    It felt amazing.



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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]I'll do it! Jay has a strange obsession with torturing people mentally so that would be easy, and she used to have a kid, so adopting her would be fairly easy to.
    You up for it?



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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]And then there was Jay. The very attractive girl would snort in her sleep, reaching up to her face and slapping herself a couple times on the cheek. Fuck, it was time to wake up again.
    Ew, waking up.
    "Jetty I'm hungry." 'Mm, hungry for that ass.' Green eyes opening slowly, she would almost fall off the loveseat couch. Jay wasn't made for sleeping on small chairs, and it showing in the frown she held that a crook in her neck was there, that hadn't been there the night before. "Leo wake up I want you to come hunting with me." Roughly ripping herself from her own chair, the black haired femme would stared lifelessly at the sleeping inventor. Or more like wannbe inventor.



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    TI AMO.
    FOREVER.

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]The voices would echo so often, pounding into her mind like the voice of a certain one. Luciano crying out, Feli's last words, Leo's gurgling breaths as he slipped away. The black cat was breathing hard, shuddering breaths worthy of no creature. But was she even considered living, she had come back from the dead a unnatural amount. It was sickening, and she changed her name. No longer Hollykit, but Jay. A lie living for her so she would sleep in peace. But she had enough, the pain was to deep, the faces of those she had heart burned into her mind like a brand on a donkey. Never to fade, never to change. But she could try and forget, not bring them to mind. Even though her green eyes glossed over with tears, no one would know.
    Yes she could lie, and do it well. Just, she needed to go home. Even if they killed her, Holly wanted to breath the air of the train station. She loved it, like the salty tang of the sea because she had lived upon a ship for so long.
    That's when she started to go there, she would deny it. Living there before, they would assume she had amnesia, or was just another person.
    And maybe that was for the better.
    No one loved Holly.
    Not even her.



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    TI AMO.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]The voice made her flinch, almost at first not knowing the eyes that lay under that blindfold. She wanted to see those dazzling eyes, like she hadn't gotten a chance to since their last.. Parting.
    "Hollykit..." The smooth name would slip out, her British accent lacing the air like gold as her tail rose to caress uncomfortably close to the curl above his ear. "And eating for someone like you darling, what would your name be..." Oh gosh, she knew literally everything about him yet she had to act so dumb.
    But who wasn't dumb. I mean someone like her threw away her life over something so petty, but, that was the last.
    And the past was a peice of shit.



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    TI AMO.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]"Why so tense? I'm no threat..." Then the tail fell slightly, letting it brush ever so slightly, it would then caress his back as she walked by. Aw yes, she could do whatever the hell she wanted now. "Im just looking for a place to stay the night..." Oh how she had evolved from the happy unknowing kit, to a full grown female that had a slight tendency to lead men on. "Where am I anyways?" Flicking her gaze back, two green eyes would stare in question at the blindfold. Wanting nothing more to lift it off.
    Yes, she could remove it now and see why he hid them. His eyes.



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    TI AMO.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]Letting warmth spread her body, the smirk would soon grow to be a grin. Pearly teeth glinting through the dark air.
    "Aw you're so sweet, remind me of someone I used to know.... Name was Luciano." A couple steps forward, almost wondering herself why she gave that information away. Perhaps she could let one person know, and watch as others marked him mad for being so parinoid. "He was a good kisser." And with that she would keep her pace even, making her way back to the camp she knew by heart. Holly wasn't one you could lose your temper on, not without being in deadly danger.



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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]Looking to the side with a small smirk of sorts, the female would let out a small purr of warmth and content. He was rather kind today, considering the last times she had seen him.
    "Awe, you care about my well being....?" She seemed really touched by it, that is if she was able to feel anything besides hate and lust inside that cold broken heart she had possession of. "Thats really sweet..." But she wanted to see him flustered, watch him want her. It was all a game to her, just like others had treated her heart before. She was used being broken, so she could do it in a quiet way.



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    TI AMO.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]Allowing a small giggle at his attempt to excuse it, Holly felt herself slow down so they walked beside each other.
    "Then thank you, and I've slept outside all the other days," Two green eyes narrowed in slight challenge, knowing that he wouldn't see it, "Though I was hoping someone would finally care enough to find me a den tonight." He had certainly changed a lot, not that she minded. Holly rather liked this new him, it was rather cute. "Someone like you."



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    TI AMO.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width: 215px; height: 275px; height: 275px; width: 215px][justify]Watching red shade his cheeks, she couldn't help but let herself sigh in relief slightly. No really she was screwed without help.
    "Thanks again... And I promise no more..? Nonsense..?" Her voice was bright, smile widening and her tail wrapping around his front paw to pull him forward as she started running to the station. "Hurry up slowpoke!" The gentle teasing was lead by laughter as she jumped smoothly over a couple spare obsicales.


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