Posts by private nightpaw

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  • be careful making wishes in the dark \\ ATTACK

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]managing to dodge the first few swipes but being knocked by the next batch, private nightpaw attempted to worm into hiddenmeaning's mind and create a thousand duplicates of himself, thus making it impossible to tell which one was the real darkclanner. if this succeeded, he'd lunge quickly and try to once again slam into hiddenmeaning with the sticks twice.

  • it's been such a long time [private] i try to live without

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]the tiger observed kestrel's restless twitching, her sleep obviously broken by something unpleasant. he did not know why he had come to watch the young ocelot, but he was glad anyway, reaching with a large paw to shake the younger apprentice awake. [b]"kestrel? kestrel, are you ok?"

  • feels like a steel knife in my windpipe / open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]"don't make me do this, sel." chewing on his lip almost anxiously, the corporal pivoted to disappear into the woods, vanishing for a good fifteen minutes before returning in his own, jet black serval form. "i'm coming up to get you. no ifs, no buts. you can't stay up there forever." with that, the smaller wildcat leapt up, making his way up the branches towards her. [b]"c'mon, let me help."

  • CAN'T LET GO [open, body change + major discovery]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]now annabeth in a serval body was a sight he had not expected to see but it was not a particularly unpleasant one, either- the serval was a gracefully elegant animal, and with him also possessing a body of that species, it was good to see someone else catching on. of course, that day he was not in his serval body but rather in his tiger body, patrolling along seemingly aimlessly until he spotted his friend and a young child. "hello, annabeth, kid. i'm nightpaw." since his upgrade to a corporal he had decided to leave his rank out of his name, and now nodded to the two with a faint smile on his maw, a sly look of friendliness in his eyes. he was, as everyone else was, unaware that this white serval body of annabeth's was pregnant, but it would sure be an interesting discovery when he learnt of it, that was for sure. baby servals running around- friends, he hoped, for his own serval child, faked as a younger sister- selina. or maybe harleycub would take to them quicker...

  • CAN'T LET GO [open, body change + major discovery]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]a vision? interesting; he'd switched his sight off for the moment but at the mention of annabeth feeling sick the male looked back over to her, tail lashing. "i could have a look using x-ray vision or something, see if there's anything wrong?" the tiger then suggested; maybe there was something stuck in her intestines, or in her stomach causing nausea. he didn't know.

  • private for private xD

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]oh- aaaaaah, stupid serval body, running riot xD


    the thing is, he lets each soul stay in its body and kinda run riot sometimes and the serval body's spirit is a catnip addict so yeah

  • CAN'T LET GO [open, body change + major discovery]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]"that's no cold."
    the corporal drew back slowly, blue eyes widening as he looked back and forth amongst the people there. "that's no cold at all." how had they not guessed? how had they not, not one of them, recognised these signs? nightpaw had had a nagging suspicion, hence the inquiry to use x-ray vision, but he was male, and suggesting his thoughts verbally whilst being male was never a good idea. the maltese tiger very slowly stepped away from annabeth then to give her space, inhaling shakling before exhaling steadily, calmer now. his body relaxed, and when he spoke again, his voice wasn't somewhat panicked. "now, i'm not sure, it's pretty blurry, but my vision hasn't failed me yet, and i do believe your body is pregnant, annabeth. i'm guessing the children have only been conceived recently, but there's definitely something going on in there."

  • YOU BURN ME ( open, meet and greet! ) RIGHT UP

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]"who the hell d'you think you're calling a freakshow, kid?" corporal nightpaw was not one for swearing at children, so refrained from screaming out curses, whipping round to give a low snarl at livecub. "you call my sister anything else one more time, and i swear to god, i'll flay you alive." he was usually calm, yet hearing an insult directed towards his own sister did nothing but annoy him, and the maltese tiger gave a low growl, turning his head to study harley again. she didn't look upset, but...

  • tell you nothing|| private ||but truth

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]( who did that graphic in your siggie? it's gorgeous <3 )


    of course he was sure. standing beside arctic now with a wry smile on his maw, small pupils dancing back and forth, the male also surveyed the tree before readying himself with a lash of his tail. it would be a hard-ish climb, challenging towards the top and difficult to start with, but the serval male wasn't looking for using the branches to get up for a while. "on three?" he then asked the ex-scarclanner with a small chuckle, claws unsheathing to prepare himself for the task ahead. aaaah, he could feel his muscles tensing and locking already, wanting to get started - or maybe it was just this body shutting down due to catnip withdrawal. he knew where it came from, and hoped t was the former reason rather than the latter for it freezing up. "ok, one, two, three... go!" at these words, corporal nightpaw lunged forward, paws grappling onto the trunk and his back legs kicking up so he could essentially jump up the tree, past the first, flimsy branches and onto a sturdier one.

  • THIS ROAD NEVER LOOKED SO LONELY ;; OPEN, INJURY

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]this was bad. this was very bad. but the ex-private knew what to do, somewhat, so passed unity on his way to get there. he was in his capuchin body, moving urgently, and came to a halt to study the injured wolf with wide eyes. ok. this was bad, but the acrobat kept fairly calm, switching on x-ray vision to survey the bones of the male. broken legs... both of 'em, too. damn. not what he wanted, but he'd leave those, rather using the cobwebs and moss he'd brought along instinctively at the sounds of pain to plaster over the facial wounds, wanting to stop the bleeding and mop up any blood that had already spilled.

  • you were still lost in a dream (open, sleepwalking)

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]he had not been asleep in the first place, but approached nonetheless in his wolf body for once, blue eyes curious. "sleepwalking? i've never done it, though i have seen some people with the condition." nightpaw commented. he had known of quite a few of his friends leaving their beds at night at the regime, and one had killed himself in his slumber, only to be quickly and efficiently replaced by someone else to keep the program running smoothly.

  • SO THAT I CAN FEEL INFINITY ; open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px][justify][size=7pt][color=#00003b]the monkey was over and eager quite quickly, only hindered by the time it took to change from a tiger to a capuchin. he loved climbing, especially in this form, and since his serval body seemed pretty tired he decided to have a go in the best body for swinging from branches he could find. "i'll have a go," nightpaw offered, giving the impish grin that was always worn when in this particular form.