Posts by Izel

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[justify][size=8]That reminds me of how I haven't gotten to see my own little doggy in about two weeks :c.

But have fun with your new puppy!

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[justify][size=8]"Oceanus sounds like the name of a vessel," Tellpaw inputted. By vessel, she meant your classic ship. Maybe that was the name of the one that they lived on. The Oceanus. Yeah, that sounded like a pretty name.

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[justify][size=8]"What a party-crasher," the trainee huffed, stopping in the middle of a lick of her paw. SkullClan had been pretty rough recently, and Tellpaw could only expect to be attacked by some other groups. This was her new life, and she was gonna have to get the * used to it.

She stood up, cinnamon-and-white tail lashing as she scanned the area for an opponent of her size.

Nixta. wrote:

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The medical avian scoured the land, noticing that they where now being raided by SkullClan. A frown painted over her beak, and noticing Tellpaw below her, she figured that she'd kick some apprentice ass. With a demonic gleam flashing within the former anti-clanner's saffron optics, she paused her flying and instead, flickered into invisibility. Transferring her weight towards her upper body by tilting forward, the transparent eagle rocketed downward. In the form of a well-aimed dive-bomb, she would hope to slam her weight atop the SkullClanner's feeble spine. With the break-neck speeds distributed upon the force as well, this was likely to lightly fracture a rib through slamming into the ground under her blow. Soaring back upwards, the medicine cat apprentice melted into a visible figure once again, whirling around to face the trainee below her to see the impact on her move.

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[justify][size=8][Sorry for not noticing that until now D:.]

Tellpaw, of course, was not expecting something to attack her from above. She had no powers, and was getting through with just being a normal cat with normal cat abilities. So she wasn't going to get to even attack this chick unless she was able to go all Megaman-style on the eagle. That most likely was not going to happen.

The trainee felt something smash into her, causing her to loose balance and fall to the ground. Though she was very weak, it had not resulted in any major injuries. But it hurt like hell. Great, now she would have to fight this battle with a bruise that felt like it covered her entire body. How swell.

Her sea-green optics drifted upwards to find a bird, most likely her attacker. Yeah, sure, pick on the one that you could probably gobble up. If she didn't have the manners, she would probably have called Nixta a coward for doing such. Not right now, though.

The SkullClanner gave a twitch of her tail in irritation - it actually caused her some more pain - and crouched down, preparing to spring herself upwards. She had no clue if she would make it or not, but, if Tellpaw could, she would then aim to slash at the bird furiously - not gracefully, in hopes that she could do at least minimal damage. Unfortunately, there was still the task of actually reaching up to her.

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[justify][size=8]"I hope you realize that injuring any of us isn't going to do you any good," she snarled, moving away to make sure that no other blows would be aimed towards her. Being a weak, former kittypet in a place where serious injuries were common sucked. This wasn't the first time that she had been targeted in such an assault. In fact, the cinnamon-and-white trainee could name off at least two other times.

She watched the fight break out, wanting to help but, at the same time, not wanting to get herself killed.

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[justify][size=8]Yo applesauce, guess who was in the club tonight. That's right, my swaggity-honey Tellpaw.

The funny thing about those two sentences was that they just about described exactly how she didn't act. The young trainee was clearly no "gangsta" and nor did she partake in going to "the club."

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[justify][size=8]Track!

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[justify][size=8]Track because Telly's gonna be all about this.

Tinypaw. wrote:

Tinypaw entered the fray. He was especially pleased with Ben's orders to attack the Skulls. He hated them and their leader because of a run in with him in the last raid. He also just hated a lot of things. He wielded his tiny knife in his jaws and he was ready to get the blade wet with blood. He would be cracking some skulls tonight! Hehe, the apprentice amused himself with his own thought.

He scanned the area after cracking rude jokes in his head to spot a young SkullClanner standing by herself. He sped towards the she-cat, claws unsheathing. He prepared a plan in his mind as he approached. He was bristling with energy and lethal. When he approached the she-cat he forced his hind legs into the ground and sprung his petite body into air. The WindClanner aimed to soar over the she-cat and land on the other side of her, clearing her body completely. As his paws hit the ground at the other side of SkullClan trainee, Tiny whirled to position himself for a good hit. He swiftly thrust his head forward into the feline's side, aiming to gore Tellpaw deep in her flank with his awful weapon.

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[justify][size=8]Tellpaw, however, had been much more prepared for a ground attack this time. She moved out of the way, just barely letting the blade slice her. Very little blood came out, but the stain was hardly noticeable, considering the coloration of her pelt.

Not fighting with their own teeth and claws, I see. Typical. Her tail lashing, she attempted to swiped her paw at his face, hopefully doing a bit of damage. It wasn't much, but she would rather save her energy up for a later moment.

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[justify][size=8]Tellpaw watched from a distance. Yuck, simpletons having a simpleton party. There was little to no sophistication in SkullClan, save for her. Maybe she would host a true party, one with string instruments playing in the background and beautiful décor.

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[justify][size=8]Her claws unsheathed at the terms hormonal and over-sensitive. God did she hate the sexists in her clan - which were at a high count. It was just annoying, and overall thoughtless.

But there were more important matters to deal with rather than arguing, so she just sat there and waited. You certainly seem to play the full-of-yourself and arrogant role of a male. No wonder, eh?

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[justify][size=8]Tellpaw was there. She had never needed to know properties of random herbs because the twolegs had that covered for her. It had always been much easier to just go to the vet instead of having to be trained in such a study. But it interested her, nonetheless, and so the cinnamon-and-white trainee would listen in.

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[justify][size=8]Tellpaw was there.

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[justify][size=8]Tellpaw arrived, ready to go out on her very first border patrol. Again, this was something that marked the differences between the life of a housecat and the life of a wild one. You didn't need to patrol your house to make sure that no intruders had gotten in. At least, she never had to.

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[justify][size=8]Here is another trax.

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[justify][size=8]Track.

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[justify][size=8]The cinnamon-and-white trainee arrived just for the heck of it.

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[justify][size=8]I don't know most of their allies, so I'm just gonna track thissss.

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[justify][size=8]What an elementary game, the cinnamon-and-white trainee thought, arriving. Tellpaw found some of the simpler games to be the most enjoyable, because, heck, the guide was easy to follow.

"I'll play."

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[justify][size=8][Track because I really want to see what the outcomes are cx.]