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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Littlepaw was more than nervous, as they automatically thought that their idea would just be flat out rejected. The Dominion needed to get around more though, especially with allies, so they figured this would be a decent idea to fill the hole in their alliances. [b]"Um.. Excuse me..! I have an idea regarding our allies.." The advisor piped up rather quietly, as if not wanting to be noticed. They sat back on their haunches rather slowly, now waiting for another higher up to show their face.[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Littlepaw just so happened to be passing by when they noticed the femme standing at the border. She smelled of the Covenant, and for a moment, they were confused as to why she was there at their border. The ebony fae immediately turned to her and began to pad in her direction, a faint smile plastered on their maw. [b]"Name and um.. business, please," Little stated in her direction rather quietly, friendly smile fading only to be replaced with a less than blank face.[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Littlepaw's eyes widened upon hearing the news. Weren't they moving a little too quickly..? They were honestly shocked to see that Kol had forgiven Afterdark so easily, even after she had gotten pregnant with another's kits. The advisor's jaw clenched, but they hid it behind a forced smile. They had to be happy for them after all. Kol was important to them, and if Afterdark was going to be married to him sooner rather than later.. Then they'd just have to suck it up and be a man about all of this. Besides, they were happy. That much was evident on the duo's features. Littlepaw wanted to feel happy for the engaged couple, but honestly they felt a little betrayed. While they didn't like either of them in that way - no way, they much preferred Newt to them (even if the dragon didn't know it) - they figured that Kol would wait.. Perhaps the both of them were rather compulsive. Maybe Little was just getting too jealous. They could feel it stirring and bubbling up in the pit of their stomach, but they still showed a happy demeanor to the couple. [b]"C-congratulations.." The feline offered halfheartedly, remaining still in their spot as their tail curled over their paws.[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;][b]"It's fine.." Littlepaw managed to utter, voice extremely quiet, and even for them it was unusual to sound that way. They could understand that Kol hated Jethro, but to the point of not believing them when they told him of what he did for his son..? The advisor shrank back and away from the vampire, ears flat against their skull. Things always seemed to be bad around the other male.. His death, the way he reacted to certain things.. Littlepaw wasn't sure if they could fully feel safe in his presence.[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;][b]"What? Hurt you..?" Littlepaw echoed softly, sounding more confused than they meant to sound. They tilted their head up as they gazed at the little pup, wondering why she would be so scared, other than the obvious 'we're enemies' business. "I'm not going to hurt you.. Jethro would never have wanted that," they told her softly, sitting back on their haunches. She posed no threat. She only seemed to be frightened, even when she had no reason to be. Littlepaw wasn't the strongest cat out there after all..[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Elizabeth nervously folded her hands together, only to unfold them again and gaze over at Kol a bit anxiously. [b]"I'm not sure.." She ended up saying, lifting a hand to her hair to brush back some loose strands. Before she lowered her hand to her lap though, she brushed her fingers along his thigh before pulling his hand away. Her cheeks were tinted pink, and she was gazing away almost immediately to avoid eye contact. She had intentionally done that, as it wasn't on accident or anything of that sort. She felt.. guilty still. Elizabeth didn't want him to be angry with her.[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;][b]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Littlepaw was padding idly through the territory when the sudden scent of blood hit them like a smack to the face. It was so strong, along with death hanging in the air. They were a bit surprised to smell it, especially when it was so sudden. It was just there, like a barrier of blood and death. The advisor was a bit hesitant to push past it, but they did eventually. Little sauntered along, and eventually the smells grew more intense and it was sickening. The feline didn't want to be in there. Something bad had happened. But what? When they finally stumbled upon the first body - limbs torn off and still bleeding - they released a gasp of surprise and fear. Littlepaw swallowed the lump of bile forming in their throat, having to force it down before they pushed past the body. Their eyes finally spotted the doer of all of this. Kol.. They knew him to be rather violent, but this? This was going beyond anything the advisor had ever seen the community assistant do. Their jaw clenched and they stopped before they got too close, fear clear in their coffee oculars. They just stared at Kol, who was coated in blood and Insignian stench hung in the air around them. Littlepaw finally tore their gaze away, unable to even speak at all. Kol was better than this.. Why? Why would he do something like this? The advisor clenched their jaw, breaths shaky and heart racing.[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Elizabeth gazed at him, head tilted to the side at his suggestion. It honestly surprised her that he would so willingly allow someone like herself to stay in his castle. She let out a shaky sigh, now mulling it over in her mind. Should she? Her mother probably wouldn't mind.. Perhaps she would like it more to be in a castle, protected. [b]"Would you mind if my mother stayed with me..? I would like to stay.." The girl answered him softly, smiling over at him. It was a small smile, but it was genuine. She did like being around him, and he already proved he enjoyed her presence.. Elizabeth finally turned her gaze away, still smiling like an idiot.[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Elizabeth just gazed over at him, glad for him to allow them both to be there. [b]"Kol, I have.. a question.." The brunette informed him softly, her smile faltering just a bit. "Why do you have feelings.. for me?" She inquired finally, now looking at her folded hands. She was very nervous, and it was obvious in the way her cheeks heated up and the way her heart was racing. Damn these nerves..

slaps
stop havin' low muse gurl[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Elizabeth watched her hands as he explained to her just why he would ever fall for her. She was his opposite it seemed, but what she had seen from him.. He seemed so polite and kind. Maybe he was much different than what he appeared to be. She released another shaky breath, growing more nervous. She still wasn't exactly sure if she held feelings for him or not.. [b]"Oh.. I see.." Elizabeth murmured in reply, her voice breathy yet smooth as she spoke. She leaned over to him and lifted her head just a bit to give him a kiss on his cheek, now smiling. Elizabeth still wanted to get to know him but for now, she was quite content with where she stood.

u r gr8[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;][b]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Oh wow, there were a lot of announcements. Littlepaw was happy for everyone - especially Newt and Kol - but they just smiled instead of saying anything. They weren't really up for it. Speaking, or trying to participate. The advisor simply nodded their head at the announcing of the new houses slash military group-things. They sounded pretty.. neat. They weren't too sure if they would actually be joining one though. They weren't very violent, or good at battling in general. Little sighed to themselves, head shaking. [/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Lauren seemed.. pleasant. Of course, Littlepaw was only kidding themselves as they spoke the words in their mind. She didn't seem too friendly so far, but hopefully she would prove wrong. Or.. maybe not. [b]"Welcome to the Dominion.. I'm Littlepaw," the advisor greeted her softly, dipping their head in a polite manner in her direction. They hoped they wouldn't be called all those insults. Especially not soft or pathetic or weak. They already knew those things about themselves. They just didn't want to be reminded of the fact that it was true and others could see it. Littlepaw clenched their jaw as they stared straight at the femme, growing a bit uncomfortable.[/fancypost]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify;color:black]hot digGITY DAMN. TRACKING

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Good enough show for them. The less people the better anyway.. The advisor shifted, looking between the two who had gathered. [b]"Well.. um.. Valentine's is coming up, and we could go around to our allies and give little presents.. Like flowers or um.. well, just little gifts.." They explained softly, tail tip twitching as they awaited a reply. This was so nerve wracking! They really disliked speaking up in front of others. It was hard to anyway, unless they knew the people well. Hopefully they'd like it, but if not the advisor would be rather discouraged. Littlepaw released a little breath, attempting to calm themselves.[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Littlepaw stumbled upon the scene, tripping over their paws. They spotted Vulkiir and Hemi talking, but the jaguar caught them off guard, considering they didn't know she was Hemidemisepaw. They had heard them speaking though. Something about her being Hemi? She couldn't be though.. The grieving femme was in a lion's body, not a jaguar's.. But it wasn't impossible to change bodies, so perhaps that had happened.. [b]"If you are.. um.. Hemidemisepaw.. You.. look like a jaguar now," Little explained quietly, dipping their head a bit sheepishly. Did she really not know she had changed bodies? Maybe she was too out of the loop to realize or something..[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;][b]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]laUREN IS SWEET.
anyway. kol and little should have another thread soon, buuut we kind of have a thread. bUT WE SHOULD DO IT ANYWAY BECAUSE SADISTIC KOL + SCARED LITTLE = NO BUENO[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]While Little's roleplayer was laughing her ass off, Littlepaw was more or less concerned with what the two were singing. The advisor strolled over before stopping a few feet away, a confused look plastered on their features. Why would you want to throw someone off a tree? Or kill someone in general? They did know someone who.. killed quite frequently, but they brushed those thoughts aside for now. They didn't want to be thinking about that anyway. [b]"Why are you singing stuff like that.." Little inquired with a tilt of their head, innocence just shining in their oculars. They hadn't killed a person. Probably wouldn't harm a fly, unless it was bothering them. Death had surrounded them for ages, but they never actually did the deed of killing someone.[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Littlepaw gazed up at the white dragon, anxiety only furthering the longer Newt spoke. They didn't want him to feel that way, especially since it was caused by them.. That only made them feel guilty. They should be the one taking the blame. It wasn't Newt's fault that he couldn't help.. He didn't know. Little was unwilling to take aid from anyone who attempted to help, and they just.. pushed everyone aside. [b]"But I'm fine now, Newt.." Littlepaw attempted to say, but they were soon cut off by the dragon's second statement. They had seen a lot of bad things. They were pretty damn sure they could handle whatever Newt was doing, even when they could hardly stand the smell of blood coming from anyone's body.. The advisor straightened themselves, head lowering. "I can handle it. I'm not a child.. And I definitely won't look at you any differently. You're important to me.." Little explained to him softly, voice hardly audible. They were shrinking down due to embarrassment and fear of judgement, but they fully knew that Newt wouldn't even attempt to judge them ever. At least, hopefully not.[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Elizabeth felt her cheeks heat up and she had to tear her gaze away from Kol's features. Her optics eventually went down to his hands, and she her smile faltered at the sight of them. She hesitantly lifted her own hand, and moved it towards his. She touched his fist gently, her hand resting on top of his. Hopefully that would calm him down enough, because she felt horrible just looking at how worked up Kol got. [b]"I.. I really wanted to leave.. but you changed my mind.." Elizabeth told him quietly, finally lifting her hand to rest it in her own lap. "I would rather.. be here with you.. It's better. And not just.. because of the perks.. I do like you, Kol, but I.." The brunette's voice trailed off as she fought for words to say. She didn't even knowing what she was telling him. Her mouth was just moving on its own it seemed. She sighed softly, growing more anxious.[/fancypost]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:70%; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2.5px; font-size: 25px;]THERE'S THIS IMAGE OF YOU AND I
☆ and it goes dancing by in the morning[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px;line-height:95%;text-align: justify;]Elizabeth gazed back at him, suddenly feeling guilty at his reaction. Whatever he was thinking wasn't at all what she was thinking. She did like Kol, or at least she thought she did. The brunette was just having mixed feelings about.. all of this. [b]"I've never been in this kind of situation before.. You and I.. We're completely different.. Men have only ever looked at me.. in that way.. You're the only one who hasn't.. I'm just not sure how to feel about.. you.." The brunette explained softly, most rambling as she spoke. She didn't even know what she was saying. She felt like she sounded like an idiot. The brunette lowered her head, cheeks bright red.[/fancypost]
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