Posts by bon iver

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[justify][sup]There was a nice breeze on that particular day, heading downwind to a particular feline. The feline had a massive structure with rippling muscles and long limbs. He had a pelt with shades of orange and white patches. To make the wildcat even more attractive, he was blessed with jet black tabby markings. This person was a tiger. A tiger with the first name of Bon and the last name of Iver. A strong and healthy child that had been born to Cropcircles.

Bon's birth was ages ago, yet he still remembered the cold feeling of coming to life. The breeze making tufts appear in his glossy fur as he wailed for his mom. He had felt his siblings tumbling over him and trampling his helpless body.

The feline sighed, slowly lowering the front part of his body and stretching. He flexed his ebony claws by unsheathing and sheathing his claws. This is how he had started his day practically everyday since he was capable of doing so. It loosened his muscles and mind, preparing him for the long day. Out of all other days, this would probably be the longest of them all. Today the wildcat was going to join a clan. ScarClan. With this, he broke out of his morning routine and opened his jaw wide in a yawn.

The tiger sleepily lumbered out of his little cave, amber gaze coming to rest upon the somewhat distant jail. Mountain views can be deceiving. So with a small grunt, Bon began his journey down the mountain and to ScarClan.

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"Hello?" The feline called, muscles sore and tired as he forced himself to sit. It had taken longer than he had expected. The tiger hadn't expected so much trouble along the way either. Damn wolves. "I am here to join," Bon added in, voice half a mumble.
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[justify][sup]Bon blinked, eyes and mind trying to figure out what in the world this creature was. It looked like a tiger... Covered in shit. The feline then snapped back into reality, ears perked at Bitterpaw's words. "My name is Bon. But you can call me Bo if you'd like. Last name Iver," The tiger rumbled, gaze focused on the knight's face. "I swear my undying loyalty to ScarClan," Bon then swore, lightening up his tone a bit. He didn't have a clue why he was so serious all the time. It had puzzled him ever since he was just a cub. Upon seeing her bittersweet smile, the feline offered her one in return. "Nice to meet you Bitterpaw," The wildcat added in, voice finally warm and optimistic.

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[justify][sup]The wildcat allowed his gaze to travel past Bitterpaw and towards the jail. "I think I can find my way around. Thanks for the offer though," Bon replied, amber eyes then flickering back to the knight. The feline released a small chuckle at this comment. "Well I hope he isn't a tiger in that case. Then I might be forced to change my name to Bo," The tiger told her teasingly.
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[justify][sup]Startled by the sudden movement, Bon's amber eyes flashed open. The wildcat waited until she was outside before he moved though. The feline then stood up, lumbering outside.

The air was cool, the night sky filled with twinkling stars. It wasn't a bad night to be out. Yet why she had been so careful concerned him. "You alright?" The tiger inquired, slowly approaching the knight. With that, the member took a seat next to her and waited for a reply.
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[justify][sup]The tiger approached, ears perked towards the two. Upon stepping into the den, he immediately realized what had happened. Accidents like miscarriages were never good and heartbreaking. His mother had probably had thousands though, considering how many litters she had given birth to. "I'm sorry," Bon murmured, lowering his head and drooping his tail to express his support and grief for her. "Would you like anything? Some water?" The wildcat then asked.
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[justify][sup]The tiger stared in astonishment as the feline continued to trip. How many damn times could someone trip in a day? Well, it appeared this particular person was testing it to the limit. "Do you need me to... Help your or something?" Bon asked awkwardly, padding over just behind Bitterpaw. The member honestly had no clue what to do in this situation.
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[justify][sup]Bon released a small snort. "Assholes. You should've seen my mother. The biggest one of the century before she died. Not to mention she was a complete whore," The tiger commented, tail flicking back and forth. Honestly, he was happy and sad that she had died. "I'll ask someone about it I guess," The feline then replied with a curt nod.
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[justify][sup]The tiger slowly nodded in acknowledgement. Nightmares.... Bon had never had one of those. Not yet at least. "Would you like me to get you anything?" The feline asked Bitterpaw, not exactly knowing what to do. He didn't want to ask her about her nightmare just in case it was personal. Or something like that, you know? The member didn't want to remind her of it either or make her cry.
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[justify][sup]"Hello everyone," Bon slowly greeted them, padding over to the group. ScarClan seemed rather quiet. Perhaps it was just that he had joined at the wrong time? The tiger had been told it was a kickass active clan. Oh well... The feline enjoyed his new home either way.
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[justify][sup]OMFG Vita. I'm showing Cobby this right now.
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[justify][sup]The tiger immediately woke up, eyes just a slit. Bon wanted to say something that would've pissed Breakdance off... But he decided otherwise. "Sure," The feline grunted as he approached. No other way to get back to bed, right?
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[justify][sup]Could Bon and Lucifer be friends? and have a thread for de bonding time?
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[justify][sup]The tiger slowly approached, amber eyes filled with concern and sympathy for the petite kit. But the member couldn't fully express it to the kit, considering they were still anti-clan. Had to keep their dignity, right? "Name and business please," Bon told the she-kit, lightening up his tone a bit.
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[justify][sup]Honestly, the tiger had no damn clue what was going on. "All hail ScarClan!" Bon roared, feeling that he should say something. Well, at least it wasn't AssholeClan anymore, right? The member then unsheathed his ebony claws as he moved towards the prison. With every rabid animal he encountered, he would simply snap his jaw around their back. Simple as that. The feline would probably have to clean out his mouth afterwards though.
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[justify][sup]"Alright," Bon grunted, gaze traveling over the figure of Bitterpaw. Upon hearing the nightmare, the tiger snorted. "Sounds like Crimescene is being possessed by a psychopath kitten. Or she's possessing the psychopath," The tiger commented. In what other situation would there be a creepy grinning kitten and Crimescene?
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[justify][sup]Could Bon have a crush on her? x3
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[justify][sup]"Mind if I come along?" Bon inquired, slowly approaching the group. The tiger hadn't had a nice hunt in a long time. He was ready to catch a couple of deer today.
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[justify][sup]"I'm sorry for your loss also," The tiger murmured, before turning to look at the Barbary lion. Bon didn't really care about his mother's death. She had died soon after they were weaned and had not had the chance to bond. No loss there. "Nice to meet Germanium," The feline replied, offering a curt dip of his head in greeting.
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[justify][sup]Noticing Anita's motions, the tiger trotted over to where she and Grenth were. Bon kept his eyes and ears alert, understanding they had to protect the leader from any attacks. No one was going to get past his guard. Ever. If they dared try, he would snap them in half before they even got close to Grenth.
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[justify][sup]Oh shit. Cecil's breakdown did not look good at all. "Austelle, fetch the medics and some water. Preferably lots of water," Bon instructed the aardwolf. The tiger wasn't going to allow the knight to die of a damn panic attack. Water seemed like it would cool him down enough so that he could talk, right? The member slowly approached Cecil, being extremely cautious. "Are you alright? What happened?" He inquired.
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