Posts by Izel

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[justify][size=8]Guys, we were able to do it again today!

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[justify][size=8]Tellpaw arrived, not knowing what to say. She had never seen whoever this was around before, and had no idea what everybody was talking about. Oh, the joys of being a new member.

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[justify][size=8]Tellpaw nodded, getting set to go.

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[justify][size=8]Telly is definitely Marie from The Aristocats c:.

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[justify][size=8]Another raid? At this point, she'd be covered in grime. Oh well, she would follow her high positions' orders anyways.

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[justify][size=8]Tellpaw was there, a smug expression on her maw as the lady-like trainee scanned the area for any easy picks.

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[justify][size=8]"Okay," the cinnamon-and-white feline responded simply. She didn't like Voltaire at all, but what were you gonna do if you held no power whatsoever in the clan.

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[justify][size=8]Tellpaw padded over, scanning over each kitten carefully. She didn't want to ever have a litter of her own. Raising kids out here was probably a pain in the *, and the alabaster-spotted feline didn't want that.

"Congratulations," she said anyways, not in the mood to offend somebody.

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[justify][size=8]Yep! Ranks such as warrior and trainee are both open for anyone to roleplay in.

Would you like a thread with my character, Tellpaw?

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[justify][size=8]Tellpaw laid around on the beach, absorbing the sun rays. She was still getting used to the whole routine of being a clan cat, having led the cushy life of a kittypet the previous week. There were obvious changes, ranging from food to where she now slept. But it was the more settle ones that really showed her how different her lifestyle was, like freedom to explore as she pleased. Maybe the cinnamon-and-white feline had had the better choice once upon a time, but there was no going back now. She was living as a member of The Skulls.

A sigh escaped from her muzzle, as she flipped over, brushing the sand off of one side of her pelt. Normally, she would have been squealing and screaming out that she needed a bath, but she had grown so used to the grime. Well, sort of used to it, at least.

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[justify][size=8]Okay, great! Here is the link.

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[justify][size=8]"Hmm? Oh, hello there. I'm Tellpaw." She lifted herself up from the ground, shaking grains of sand out of her neat pelt. The trainee took pride in calling herself a lady, and looking her best was only one of the attributes that could be used to describe her.

"It's nice to meet you, Lionheart."

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[justify][size=8]Tellpaw arrived.

Nina Vienne wrote:

Any threads with Nina? She's quite new, as in just joined cx

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[justify][size=8]Nina + Telly thread?

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[justify][size=8]"So will I," the cinnamon-and-white trainee added, shuffling over. Hunting for food was such a tedious task. You couldn't just meow and expect dinner to come served to you in a silver platter. Nope, you needed to work for your meal. It was tiring and boring, but that was the clan way, Tellpaw supposed.

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[justify][size=8]Well, Tellpaw had never met this "Jakov" guy, and thus she had much less of a desire to seek out the clan that they had claimed to have committed this. But she would do the good person thing, anyways, and would agree to doing whatever the heck they were planning on.

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[justify][size=8]"Congratulations, Marie," Tellpaw purred. Why the heck was there a rank named after herself? She was a lady, and yet apparently that was a high position. Darn it. Would that mean that she would need to go by something else? *.

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[justify][size=8]The trainee arrived, honestly feeling a bit offended by the caracal's nature. He most certainly was no gentleman. Well, that was how things worked when you were literally raised by animals. Too bad most of her clanmates were too far lost to be retrieved and then called a proper SkullClanner.

"Hello there. My name is Tellpaw Massimo, but Tellpaw is fine."

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[justify][size=8]Tellpaw did not have a date, and nor did she wish to find one. The cinnamon-and-white trainee didn't feel out of place at all, seeing as she normally was the one who had no lover. But that was fine by her. Most toms were dirty lying crooks, anyways. SkullClan's current count of gentleman was at maybe one. Or none.

She was there anyways, doing her regular "standing off to the side and simply watch them with a mocking expression."

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[justify][size=8]"Good job," Tellpaw commented, not knowing what else to say. She wasn't very skilled at capturing yet, seeing as this was, what, her fourth day living away from her caretakers? However short it had been, she hadn't taken one pro-clanner hostage yet. But that would hopefully change sooner or later.