[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8][color=#00003b]"focus on one part of your body, imagine it slowly appearing, filling with colour. then gradually do the same for the rest of you, and you should turn back. eventually, you'll be able to switch it on and off in a second flat." nightpaw offered, tail lashing.
/mobile
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8][color=#00003b]for about a week or so, i may be somewhat inactive, my posts fluctuating. internet problems and me being on mobile kill my muse, sorry !! it should be ok after that, though.
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8][color=#00003b]he knew that voice. it was ingrained into his memory, a cocky sound that resonated deep within his eardrums, reaching down to his heart. he had not expected to hear it again, but here it was. he was there. and so was banana. that was it, the confirming factor. he could hear his own pulse pounding in his gut but forced his face to remain stoic, and the maltese tiger picked his way over, lashing his tail. he would've spoke, but leo did it for him, and for that he was eternally grateful; but instead, private nightpaw reached out to try and touch his old friend's mind.
/wally? is it you?\
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"U-understood, s-s-sir." the amnesiac ex-DarkClan corporal murmured, blinking his large eyes. This was all very interesting, and he took it all in, before taking a few steps backwards and glancing about, muttering to himself.
/awkward track post
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]Herb patrol. The awkward, goggle wearing Maine Coon kitten popped his head out of the large pot he'd been in for the past half hour and blinked, looking around before waving a friendly paw at the Nurse. "H-h-herb p-patrol? I'll come," Algebraickit offered, falling out of the pot as he struggled to escape and landing on his face. "I'm A-A-Algebraickit, by th-the way." the male then added, stumbling over with an awkward smile.
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"H-hey, I'm A-Algebraickit." the Maine Coon chirped as he stumbled over, shaking out his head and grinning awkwardly at the distorted shapes of his clanmates from behind the goggles. Everything was pretty murky with them on, but he couldn't quite tug them off, leaving him looking rather strange, his eyes magnified so they looked huge to others. "W-what's going o-o-on?"
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"Y-yeah." he agreed somewhat oddly, rubbing his nose with a paw. Yes, he was new, having died in an old body and reincarnated with no memory of his past life in DarkClan, no memory of his children or little sister -- it was a shame, almost, but the Democracy was a welcome place for the scientific kitten, whom was nearing apprentice age already. His small size would probably contradict that, though.
Algebraickit looked around then, blinking, wondering if anyone else would approach.
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"A-a-am I interrupting anything?" the kitten stuttered as he padded over clumsily, almost tripping over his own feet and waving his tail. He eyed Colouredpencil from behind those half-blinding goggles, and partially wondered if she was pregnant, since it was odd to see fat wild felines.
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"C-can I play?" the kitten mewed awkwardly, wandering over and flicking his kinked tail in odd greeting.
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"I-I'll with you," Algebraickit offered, tottering over to Scatteredpaw. There were only two months difference between them, with Algebra sincerely needing to become an apprentice, and with the younger of the two being a Maine Coon, they'd hopefully be evenly matched.
(scattered can win, if you want, since algebra's hopeless :3)
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"I-i-is she o-ok?" the male, in his tiger cub body, stumbled over, eyes wide.
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"I-I might just be a hindrance, but I-I can come," Algebraickit offered, padding over with a flick of his tail. The goggle wearing male wasn't the best at hunting, or fighting, or anything come to think of it, but he could always try, and it was the effort that mattered, right? Technically, no, effort doesn't get you food, success does. The Maine Coon kitten shook it off and gave an awkward smile, shuffling his paws.
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"O-oh, I kn-know what th-th-that is! I h-have i-it, too, b-b-but I have it... S-switched off. S-super senses! I-i-it works for your e-eyes too." Algebraickit informed eagerly, though quietly, and the kitten padded over with a nervous smile on his maw.
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]He probably wouldn't look good in anything, his awkward demeanour and way of holding himself presenting a challenge to all accessories, but he approached anyway, blinking with an odd smile on his maw. Maybe he'd just watch others pick out accessories.
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"W-well, the world's a-a cruel place." Algebraickit murmured as he padded over, glancing around nervously at the group and giving an awkward, forever-alone smile. "H-hi."
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]Damn, his leader was majestic as fuck.
"N-nice," he had a tiger body, but it was still only a cub. Algebra approached slowly, almost tripping over and falling flat out on his face, though his tentative steps had saved him and he only fell onto his knees, instead. "I've n-n-never seen a w-white lion, b-before."
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]threads with algebra?
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]Algebraickit returned the smile, widening his original somewhat and closing his eyes, not responding verbally but rather giving a loud, friendly purr. Well, it was as close to actual socialisation as he could get, and he hoped he was doing the right thing, but he quickly opened his eyes again and muttered a "Sorry," just in case he'd offended Cat. How, he didn't know, but anything was possible.
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]Algebraickit was a secret pink lover, but he decided blue would be a better colour, particularly a nice, pale shade of said hue. The male approached without speaking, though he did offer his signature awkward smile, reaching out with a paw to dip it in a sky blue. Oh dear, it stuck to his fur, so he quickly jabbed it at one of the pale rocks, leaving a paw print behind. "O-oh!" that was interesting.
[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"O-ok," he responded, taking a seat.
/ah same
