Posts by Lividkit

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The slender serval cub looks around, a bit startled at the more arrival of people and his olive eyes narrow, determined to not be rude like he did when he felt anxious. Instead, he would have to be very confident. Or at least, give off the vibe that he was. Shifting his ebony tipped paws, his gaze raking all the people and taking their names and faces into memory, Linx pretended to salute, ears pricked. "Hey to all of you." He said with a smirk creeping up his lips.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; margin-top: -20px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.5px; color: white;]// feel free to break bones and make permanent scars XD also hai chari <3

Staring with wide eyes towards the sudden appearance of someone, who looked pretty impressive, Linx opened his mouth to speak when he was roughly jostled to the side and grabbed. What in the world? The serval cub was immobile as his scruff was grabbed and he looked up to see Jerome, and his claws went out. "H-Hey! I'm Linx, not looking for any trouble!" He hissed defiantly, trying to wriggle around and then his paw crept desperately towards the handle of his dagger, sensing danger around the corner as he struggled. At being called a cutie, his neck fur fluffed up some more and he released a small growl, needle sharp claws swinging.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; margin-top: -20px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.5px; color: white;]Was he in a lot of pain? Instinctively, he shook his head, backing up a little bit with a scowl gracing his sharp features. "No, i'm not." The cub said but his tail flickered, looking to the side and hesitantly grunted, "Thanks." He said anyways to the offer, his tail flickering begrudgingly.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; margin-top: -20px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.5px; color: white;]Linx formed a gob of spit in his mouth and spat at Bill, teeth glistened with saliva before a paw slammed down on his leg and it broke, and the serval cub couldn't help but release a loud scream, claws out as he struggled to escape. Barbaric b*tches. He would come back and kill them all! Though maybe when he was older and stronger. Linx, right now, was weak. Even with his dagger, he was weak. It was weird. When an attack had been on him, another followed it. The jostle from Nikita. And then Jeromes claws ripped through his flank, and Linx felt tears come to his eyes, but he knew better then to cry in front of Savages like these. In fact, Linx held a bit of hot mouth A.K.A he was f*cking sassy when he needed to be. "You guys are weak cowards! Picking on someone smaller cos' you're too scared to pick a fight with someone stronger." He snarled, tail lashing.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; margin-top: -20px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.5px; color: white;]Limping over, the heavily beat up serval glanced around, eyes narrowing as they landed on the mouse and Okita. "Why isn't he eating the mouse?" He asked, tilting his head to the side and voice sounding genuinely curious before wincing a little as he didn't sit, broken leg throbbing with pain.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; margin-top: -20px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.5px; color: white;]At the question of his name, Linx was very tempted to snap, especially as his anxiety peeked at a mere question that was out of line, but his ears folded, swallowing a little and instead restoring to claws out and digging into the ground. "Linx." He muttered, good mood gone in a second, his tail flickering.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; margin-top: -20px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.5px; color: white;]Glancing in an irritated manner at the other, Linxs tail began to lash and his brow muscles were drawn together, annoyed. "Could you be any more loud?" He hissed, pushing down against the dirt and he let his eyes flicker around, cautious of his surroundings, as if a loner would jump out at this minute and kill him. "You have to shut your mouth in places like these." Linx added with a warning look at Sacramento and he glanced down at the now wrapped paw. "I'm fine." He grunted, tail flicking. He hated people fussing over him.

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The skinny serval cub released a growl as he limped forwards, olive eyes narrowing as they skimmed over the pair. Both he did not know. Logan and Louise. Perfect. Great for them. He looked to the side, feeling a sharp stab of envy at their relationship because to be honest, it was something that Linx would rather like for himself. Instead, he took a seat besides Euron and forced himself to look at Louise, his eyes showing a hint of jealousy before it was disappeared with his coldness. "I'm Linx. And don't call me anything else." He added with a twitch of his tail, though he felt anxiety swirl up in his chest because what he had just said could be taken as a threat and Linx was not looking for more talking today. He just wanted to be alone.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; margin-top: -20px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.5px; color: white;]Oh god. Linx despised people with no filter. Well. He supposed that could be hypocritical, but even if it was hard to believe, some things he hid back. Only some. The rest were spoken in a bitter tone, cold eyes and confident posture, though the slender serval cub was anything but. "Linx." He growled, tail flickering as he stood besides Saito only to stare at the other with his cold olive optics, ears pricked and then flickering from side to side. At the question of Saito being a pedophile, the males neck fur bristled. "People asking how old other people are doesn't immediately identify them as a pedo." Linx said in a cold tone, before he stood up, more anxious thoughts pushing into his head and making him turn around and walk away, deciding not to adress anything more, otherwise who knew what would come out of his mouth.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; margin-top: -20px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.5px; color: white;]That had been a bad idea. Though, Linx hadn't know what the Exiles really were, he had just wanted to do some exploring. He went through the barbed wire unnoticed though gaining a couple of rake marks down his back. And members were attracted at the sight of a cub with a BHR scent all over him. And they beat him up. And broke his leg. And scarred him. And captured him. Linx had to use mere wits to escape from the dungeon they cast him in. He tricked the foolish npcs with his dagger. And he escaped. He hadn't hurt anyone, but he had been close to slitting someones throat and that scared him. He had held the dagger near a npcs throat. His paws were so close, the blade even closer to piercing the neck. But he held the cold fury back, and he withdrew. He won over his demons. And so he escaped without getting blood on his hands.

Limping into the BHR territory, the serval cub collapsed, yearning for his fathers presence so the other could comfort him. Normally, he would deny any offers of help, but just his fathers comfort would be enough. And he was too beaten up too protest. His legs ached, and the broken one was throbbing. He turned his head while he was lying down and spat on the ground. The saliva was mingled with blood and there was a broken tooth. "Dad." Linx hissed, reeking of the Exiles.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; margin-top: -20px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.5px; color: white;]Grimacing, the serval peeled back the bandages on his shoulder and dared himself to peer at the wound that the Exilers had inflicted upon him, and released a steady hiss when he saw the wound, and the almost blackened flesh along with the crusty blood and the fresh blood. He took a deep breath and washed it furiously before putting a new bandage on it and sighing with relief as the painful process of healing was over, nearly. He was gonna visit Sunclan again. It was a nice place. He liked it. But he preferred solitary. And too many people were in Sunclan. No one had properly caught his eye.

The serval limped into Sunclan territory and glanced around. Yeah, he was trespassing but not on bad terms. And yes, Linx was what some would consider a 'bad boy'. But he could be good. Or he could be worse. He had nearly killed that Exiler. He glanced down at his paws and noticed the claws were out and tried to sheathe them but they came back out when he did and Linx halted in his tracks, olive eyes widening a little. "Sh*t."

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