Posts by Miltok

[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]What was Papa Wound? A good question. "It's an animal that captures others to sell them or for acquiring something, as far as I know." She meowed, "The plan doesn't matter now, does it? I think the purpose of it is quite clear."

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[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]"Is it really?" Deca asked. Remarks about her name were rare enough; but positive remarks were even rarer. She shook her head, "I don't know what to do with the flower. Maybe I should have left it in the field with the other ones. I'm not going to try something as odd as placing it on my head again." She didn't have any reason to do so, her last attempt had been a rather disappointing one. The colour looked odd and it clashed with her fur's colours far too much. Of course, that was a red and black flower. This one was yellow and brown. Still, there was no point in experimenting, since she had forgotten how to put a flower on.

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[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]"You should share." She repeated. "Sharing is good."

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[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]"Or..." She meowed, "you could tell me your plan in full detail now, rather than later."

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[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]"You cheeky-" She meowed with false anger, "Of course I have it all planned out. Now, please, tell me your entire plan in great detail."

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[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]"Oh, that is a nice rhyme." She complained, "But I really do think you should go first."

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[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]She shook her head, "I think you should go first, since you are the more ancient one."

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[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]"But your plan should be much more rational than mine since you're so much older, should it not?" She asked with a cheeky grin.

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[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]The forest. The place where all the hunting, training and such happened. Its lighting was fairly nice, though it was of no tactical advantage or disadvantage. Amongst the crowding thoughts on the forest, the recently-apprenticed sandy frenchcat wandered into a bush. With a yelp of surprise, she moved back and flanked the bush. Her mind now clear thanks to the collision, Baguette spotted a cat. Heading towards the figure, she twitched her tail and mewed a greeting.

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[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]"Behind my ear?" She pondered whilst watching Toothless descend from the rocks. Adjusting her volume as to make it so Toothless could hear clearly, she continued, "How would I even get it there? I'm not a snake; I can't twist like that."

//I was going to bump it tomorrow
//Garbage post because physics + math = horror.
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[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]"So you agree then. You'll tell me your plan?" Deca argued.

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[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]Sure! Can you please make the thread, I have some stupid math homework

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Thanks

[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]She never had understood the entire concept of staying caged in the camp waiting for her mentor all day. Ambrepaw's mentor hadn't shown up in the morning, and she hadn't magically appeared just as she went to find her, so the only conclusion was that she wouldn't be coming around quite yet. Therefore, it was safe to do whatever she pleased. To her own pleasure, there was another apprentice nearby for her to investigate. As such, Baguette closed in, keen to find out who this figure was.

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[justify][size=8][color=#a8a8a8]Rising from his nest, the sandy-orange cat looked around his room. Martin was still waking up, his eyesight blurry from not using his eyes for six hours. Shaking himself, the tom exited his room. A quick orientating look around the hall as per usual. A look that would be followed by him deciding to simply go up to his post rather than eating his first meal of the day. The medic knew the advantages of eating the first meal, but he didn't particularly care. His job was to take care of others, not himself.

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