[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Before she could react, the female was thrown on her back, Judith's heavy weight crushing the air from her lungs. Gasping for air, Eskimopaw would attempt to slide her claws into the coyote's back and force her to get up.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Thank goodness for her shorter tail, for it flicked out of Judith's reach just before she bit down on it. Feeling her vision growing hazy from the lack of oxygen, the she-cat attempted to clot the spartan's blood using her molecular manipulation, and then tried to put the equivalent of a gun being shot off right next to her ear through sound wave manipulation.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]//frickin hell yes human essie is gonna be aaaa
Essie dropped herself into her front row seat in English class. Okay, so usually she sat in the back, but the teacher was hot as hell, so why not? "Hey, Mr. L," she greeted with a smile that was only the tiniest bit flirty. Throwing her legs over the bar of her desk, Essie turned to face Faded and raised her eyebrows. "How about Mr. Hotty over there?" she asked in a quiet whisper, pulling at her denim shorts and t-shirt as they twisted.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Aaaand she was late, crap. "I'm sorry, Alaskanriches!" Eskimopaw apologized earnestly as she ran up, sides heaving. "sorry I'm late, I got, uh, held up."
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]"Look, it's not like I'm actually going to fuck him or anything, get over yourself," Es muttered, rolling her eyes and mimicking Mascara. "You can think anyone's hot if you don't do anything." Looking at Faded as she whistled, Essie laughed.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Breaking away from Judith, Eskimopaw gulped down as much air as she could. She faced the coyote, a satisfied smile on her maw even with her heaving breathing. "How do you like me now, bitch?" she muttered, mostly to herself as she waited for another attack.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]As Faded sat on one side of her, Essie dropped her bag on the chair opposite. She wasn't sure if Aztec had the same class, but might as well save a seat for if he did. She smirked at Mascara before turning back to the girl next to her. "I mean really though, look at him," she murmured to Faded as she watched their teacher. "I know I'm going to be paying attention in English this year." Looking up at Lask, Es waved her fingers for a second.
// xD gosh i love this
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]"Well, it's not exactly fair with you being a coyote and all. Meet me in a cat body, no powers, and see what happens." The feline turned to face the canid, not letting Judith get behind her.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Eskimopaw simply snorted as she dodged backwards. Without responding to the BloodClanner, the apprentice attempted to kick up some sand with her paws and tried to get it into the coyote's eyes before darting to the side and hoping to push her over.
//sucky fighting post uvu
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Essie was all talk and no action when it came to sexual conduct, and she soon reclined into her chair to wait for the class to start. Eyeing the kid, Es coughed and turned away, shaking her head slightly. "Hell no, doesn't he have kindergarten to go to or something?" she asked, shaking her head.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Leaning forward in her seat, Essie raised her hand. "Sir, does it have to be appropriate?" she asked, the word 'smut' written all over her mind as she bit her lip. "I mean, what is appropriate for me isn't the same thing as what is appropriate for him." Es flicked her pencil tip toward the six year old sitting a couple seats down before shrugging.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Sticking her tongue in her cheek, Es opened her notebook and grabbed her mechanical pencil out of her binder pocket. Okay then, here comes the prince and the princess.
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[color=#BDBDBD][sup]every situation can be controlled[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #999696; bordercolor= #262626; borderwidth= 5px; width: 460px;]
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth= 0px; INSERT CODES HERE; width: 250px][justify][color=#262626][font=georgia][size=8]She managed to shut her eyes in time to avoid them getting sanded and jumped back, safely avoiding her attempt to shove her down. She would then [b]lunge at the savannah and attempt to sink her teeth into her shoulder.
/s'okay, ik those moments xD [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth= 0px; INSERT CODES HERE; width: 130px][justify][color=#262626][font=georgia][size=7pt]❝ 8 months
❝ spartan of bloodclan
❝ attack in turquoise
❝ sabertooth fanged coyote with jade green eyes
❝ #judyrules
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]The teeth tore into her shoulder, and Eskimopaw hissed as blood splattered the ground. Tearing away from the coyote, Es faced her once more. Taking a few seconds to think, the apprentice darted toward the coyote's left, at first seeming like she was going to claw at her side, before suddenly throwing herself under the canid's stomach and flipping onto her back. Reaching up,[b] she attempted to draw her claws along Judith's soft underbelly.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Essie frowned at Glitchpaw, but looked at Aztec with more discontent, as well as a quirked eyebrow. "Carry her on your back? How strong do you think you are?" While she did not doubt Aztec's strength ( okay, maybe just a little ) it made her uncomfortable. Plus, Glitch's attitude didn't help. "Get Lask to help her."
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Now, Eskimopaw was in no way a boy, but she came over anyway. By the look on her face it was obvious that the female disapproved of the Jackal, but she said nothing about it. "Who the hell are you?"
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]"Eskimopaw," she introduced herself kindly, smiling at the group.
//hello~! i am mercy, and i roleplay eskimopaw, obviously. i am actually a fairly advanced roleplayer, but my muse sucks right now ;A; i can be a bit weird ooc but im rather nice ( i think so anyway ) so feel free to pm me. other than eskimopaw i roleplay her mother, refinedgrace, in darkclan as well as a cheetah in bloodclan named scapegrace.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]"I am pretty sure I just did," Eskimopaw grumbled, and had she been human she would have crossed her arms. "And I would say it again." Her tone was bitter, and she looked the cat over. "I don't think I would want to know anything you could teach me."
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]"Eskimopaw," she said simply, not wanting to open up to Easternpacific any more than she had to. "How long are you going to be here?"
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Eskimopaw pricked her ears at the suggestion of a spar, and meowed, "a spar sounds awesome right now." And why the hell not? She still ached slightly from the BloodClan battle but it would be good.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Eskimopaw watched her mentor silently, wondering what had happened to Benedict. Had he been killed, or captured? It was a scary concept to contemplate.
