Posts by niall !

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  • OI | joining | WHERE'S THE AIR CONDITIONING?

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto][size=8]The kitten couldn't understand why it was so hot today. It had to be today, huh? It just had to. She felt like her pelt was burning off, for Pete's sake! The calico, grumbling under her breath, trudged her way along the territory of the Tribe. She knew what the Tribe was, and she was eager to join. The heat was just putting her in a bad mood.


    "Bloody hell, to think that I should be used to this by now." She muttered, her silver eyes darting to each landscape in an annoyed manner. The aussie feline hated the heat. She would much rather have cold, snowy weather. Actually, scratch that. The fall was her favorite season no matter what. She liked the sound of the leaves crunching beneath her feet, and the cool and crisp air.


    Suddenly, she was a few paces in front of the border. Whoops, looks like she had crossed it. Was Flyingkit going to go back? Hell to the no. The five-moon-old would much rather stay in the shade, thank you very much.

  • OI | joining | WHERE'S THE AIR CONDITIONING?

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto][size=8]Flyingkit didn't seen to be intimidated at all. If anything, she was rather impatient to join. "Yeah, I'm here to join," The calico kitten answered in a confident tone of voice. She was a confident feline. She hardly ever had low self-esteem, which was both considered good and bad. Flyingkit was also considered a tomboy, even though she seemed to be girly and more on the feminine side. But appearances lied.

  • OI | joining | WHERE'S THE AIR CONDITIONING?

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto][size=8]The kitten first turned her attention to those who approached her first. She needed to greet them first. "Hey mates." She greeted back, her accent thick through her words. Flyingkit then turned to Mockingbird. That was a good question. What was her age? She wasn't correctly sure what it was, but she was certain that she was older than three moons. "I'm five moons." Little did she know that she was correct. She was old enough to be alone and explore but not old enough to fend for herself. That was why she wanted to join a Tribe or clan. In this situation, it was a Tribe.

  • OI | joining | WHERE'S THE AIR CONDITIONING?

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto][size=8]Parents? What parents? Flyingkit didn't even remember them. She didn't remember much from her early life. The calico shrugged her thin shoulders, "I don't remember them. I only know my name and my location. Nothing else." Now it was obvious that she had something more than short-term memory loss. She had amnesia. How? She, herself, did not now. She didn't even know what her real name was, so she chose Flyingkit, a Clan name. Someone had told her of the clans so she chose her name and set out to find one, knowing that she was all alone. She wanted some shelter and food, after all. "Oh, and thank you for accepting me! I really 'ppreciate it!" She then added, a grin forming on her lips. Awesome! Now she had a place to stay.
    She then looked over at those who introduced themselves. "I'm Flyingkit!" Her name sounded weird to her but she liked it anyway. It reminded her of birds, which she was particularly fond of.

  • YOU PLAY THE FOOL - open - BUT YOURE INSECURE, YOU TWIST MY WORDS

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto][size=8]Wow, that was quite depressing. But Flyingkit didn't know the cub so she didn't know what his personality was like. He could be a loose cannon for all she knew. "I like the name. It sounds meaningful." She commented, wanting to be supporting in this case scenario. She didn't like to upset others unless they upset her. An eye for an eye, so to speak.

  • Spread your wings my little butterfly[O-power discovery]

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto][size=8]Flyingkit had heard of powers before, but she never expected to get any. It was still fun to watch others get them, though, even though the little kitten felt jealous. However, she just shrugged off the feeling and greeted them all with a smile. "Hey, mates! What's up?" She didn't know much of them but at least she knew a few.

  • ( oh I was too young ) TRIBUTES DEATH ( i was too young )

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto][size=8]This was the first time that Flyingkit was experiencing a death. It was strange. How could someone die? Did their souls just leave their bodies and spring up into the air? Was it painful to die? It sure looked like it. Death seemed to be a horrible thing. The five-moon-old sad nothing, which was a surprise, and did nothing. She just stood back, her silver eyes fixated on the dying healer assistant.
    Her eyes wandered to Faulted. A pang of sympathy hit her. Flyingkit wished that she could do something but her paws refused to move from the ground.

  • Promotions/demotions!

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto][size=8]Finally, something happy and interesting! "Hell yeah, congrats!" The aussie kitten said, hopping around in excitement. After all of the sad news, she had forgotten what happy things felt like. It was good to feel joy again. She didn't know who William was but she was happy that he was demoted. He was probably demoted for a bad reason, after all. Why else would he be demoted? Demotion was bad. Promotion was good.

  • SHINE BRIGHT LIKE A DIAMOND :: open

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto][size=8]"That's so cool, mate!" Flyingkit chirped. She didn't know who the feline was but she was just going to go with the flow. After all, she was one of the newest members here, so she had a lot of names and faces to remember. She knew a lot of people already, and this female looked important.
    Once Stella mentioned painting, Flyingkit nodded her head eagerly in agreement. "I would love to paint." She honestly had never painted before so it would be a good experience.

  • maybe i'm going deaf || OPEN || maybe i'm going blind

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto][size=8]Username;; Niall !
    What I Want;; A realistic avatar, please.
    Appearance & other;; My character, Flyingkit, is a simple calico with silver eyes. She is five moons old and has an Australian accent. She's adorable, in my opinion.

    Just in case a visual is needed


    What I Am Willing To Pay;; 1000 or above.
    Anything else? Nope!


    *roughly copied Fou's form because I was too lazy to make my own*

  • PLEASE DONT SAY - open ; nightmare - ITS GETTING LATE

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto][size=8]Flyingkit was awoken by the horrible screaming for the healers. Her silver eyes were still foggy with sleep but she managed to stumble to her paws, a yawn escaping her mouth. Who would scream at this time of hour? Couldn't they wait until morning? The calico didn't bother stretching and instead, she made her way to the source of the sound. Unfortunately, she wasn't good at walking in the dark, so she stepped on some people along the way.
    The night was crisp but warm. It was obvious that it was summer. Faint moonlight trickled down onto the ground. "What's going on?" Flyingkit questioned in a sleepy voice, still not fully awake despite being outside.