Posts by BITTERBLUE

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Jaune wrote:

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hey :3c

his name used to be noirscape / noirstar if u were around in 2014-ish, he used to lead here and ive been trying to put him in a few different clans & couldn't really find a good fit so i decided to come back

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]eyyyyy, I just brought his granddaughter Bitterblue out of the inactivity void! They should have a thread together :3

As for suggestions for the name of Frostsoul's character, maybe Moondance? Mooncloud? I don't know. Lately I haven't been able to come up with any good traditional names x3[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]The ghost of a sly smile appeared on Bitterblue's face as she glanced at each creeature surrounding her. Oh, this could be fun. "Okay then," she breathed, a little too excited considering that she was about to play a game designed for children, "Let's begin. Zavok. Truth or dare?"[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]A note. At first the feline had mistaken it for rubbish, but, as Bitterblue approached, she realized that it was a rather ornate little thing and was probably meant to be read. Pinning the paper down with one of her paws, she scanned through the lines that had been scrawled upon the note. A party? The feline hadn't been to a party before. Maybe she had before the 'accident,' but it's not like she would be able to remember that so it wouldn't really count anyway. Maybe it will be fun? Bitterblue thought, her mind racing to imagine what the event looked like.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]The sudden gathering of a large group of animals was what first alerted Bitterblue to Juane's presence. As always, she had been strolling the forest, her super senses pulsating as she tried to gather information regarding HawkClan's new territory, when she felt it. A small blip on the outer edges of her radar. Before she could truly process what she was doing, Bitterblue was careening towards the party of HawkClanners and the mysterious tom. Then all of a sudden she was there, her heterochromatic eyes wide with fascination as her eyes locked onto Juane. A small prickling sensation could be felt in her heart as she gazed at the stranger. Abruptly, Bitterblue's mouth went dry as she took a seat on the forest floor. She swore that the scent of pepper was in the air. That's crazy. I'm crazy. With a small flick of her ear, her spell of insanity seemed to instantly vanish. Realizing that she had just run through the forest like her life depended on it, crashed into a normal welcoming for a newcomer, and gawked at said newcomer like he was a god, Bitterblue tried to amend any shock or surprise by her uncharacteristically bold entrance by politely nodding at her clanmates before turning her attention to the tom, waiting for him to speak.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]"Truth it is," Bitterblue said, her gaze turning thoughtful as she examined her companion. To be perfectly honest, other than his name, the young feline new absolutely nothing about the tiger next to her. Now was her chance to openly ask him questions and expect an honest answer. However, this was truth or dare, and what would this game be if it didn't involve a little bit of humiliation? Starting off easy, the feline asked her question:

"What's the most embarrassing thing that you've ever done?" [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]It's amazing how fast things can change. One moment she was grooming herself within camp, rays of light stroking her pelt, and the next boom. Startled by the loud noise and the accompanied stinging scent of smoke, the feline leaped to her feet. "What was that? The feline's mind was racing as she sped off into the forest, her super senses expanding to find the source of the explosion. Soon enough, Blue arrived at the smoldering crater, her eyes soaking in the blazing trees. How could they possibly put something like this out? As far as she knew, no one in the camp possessed elemental powers and it wasn't like her own abilities would be useful. The only help that her super senses could provide was that there were no bodies within the flames. Bitterblue flattened her ears in frustration. What are we going to do? The she-cat thought, a loud pop coming from the tree before her as a shower of sparks rained down from it.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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edit: https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2384203.new#new

and I had no idea that there was a choice awards going on right now, haha[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]The dream started out as it always did. Bitterblue stood on a beach, her snowy paws lodged into the fine sand as she gazed at the angry grey ocean before here. Above, the heavens clashed as the sky threatened to break out into a thunderstorm, a sharp, biting wind ripping through the air. She could almost feel the gust tearing through her fur like thorns. Turning her heterochromatic gaze to the stretch of beach to her left, she saw it, just like she knew she would. The body. Bitterblue didn't recognize it, but nonetheless, the moment her eyes rested upon the dead wolf, an agonizing pain would crack through her and she could feel a fissure split open in her very being. Before she had time to process what she was doing, the young feline would be sprinting down the beach towards the corpse, a savage, fearful instinct propelling her onward. Please be okay. Oh, god, please. Bitterblue's breath came out in gasps, but as she neared the wolf, it vanished, reappearing farther down the coastline. I have to reach her. I need to! The feline thought, taking off again, only to have the process repeat itself. Each time Bitterblue would come within close proximity of the wolf, it would dissipate and reappear in the distance. Eventually, the body was nothing but a smudge in the distance. However, Bitterblue still tore after it, exhaustion and fear coursing through her. "I have too... I have too... Suddenly the world filled with light, stopping Bitterblue in her tracks. Lightning. In slow-motion, the feline watched as the electricity arced across the sky before heading straight for her. Unable to move, she watched as her fate raced to meet her.

Jumping, Bitterblue was forced out of the nightmare, her gasping breaths disturbing the nighttime silence. Taking a moment to calm down and allow her eyes to adjust to the black ink clouding her vision, Bitterblue drew in a rattling breath. Just a dream. She pulled herself out of her sweat-soaked nest, heading out into the night as her muscles ached in protest. During nights like these, the she-cat would wander the forest in a stupor, her mind perfectly numb. Leaving HawkClan's camp behind, Bitterblue headed into the woods, her tired gaze scraping over the stars overhead. Beautiful.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]Among the almost overwhelming scent of smoke, the sharp odor of fear, and the telltale smell of disease, something smelt... fishy. Bitterblue had almost missed it at first, her mind being wrapped around the chaos unfolding before her and such, when the salty aroma stung her nose. RiverClan? The feline knew that some of her clanmates had been sent to ask their allies for aid, but Bitterblue didn't recall the water-loving clan being on that list. Picking up the pace as she raced to find who or what had left the scent so deep within HawkClan's territory, Blue's mind began to race. Was RiverClan behind the explosion? Or is someone just here to help? Eventually, Warblerwing came into sight, causing Bitterblue run faster as a shot of adrenaline coursed through her. "Hey! Wait up!"[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]squeals bc Will

The sound of cheerful voices floating through the trees alerted the snowy feline to the newcomer's presence. Bitterblue had been hunting, something that was validated by the dead thrush grasped ever so carefully in her mouth. For the first time that day, her prey didn't possess the sour taste of disease, leading her to suspect that the bird had accidentally strayed off its path and had flown into HawkClan's territory. How lucky. Bitterblue held her prize daintily as she trotted towards the small group, her steps light and bouncy as she soon came within sight of her clanmates. Cautiously, as if not to disturb the friendly vibe radiating from the conversation, the feline settled down next to Isabelle, placing her prey on the ground before her. An easy smile appeared on her maw as her heterochromatic gaze inspected the stranger before her, curiosity floating within her blue and orange eyes. "Hello. Carlisle, is it? My name is Bitterblue. Welcome," the girl said, a brown feather stuck in her whiskers quivering as she spoke.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]A gift basket? Bitterblue made her way over, a curious, musing gaze lingering on the present. HawkClan was certainly in need of the supplies considering almost everything within the territory had perished from the mysterious disease that had suddenly torn through the forest.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]When Bitterblue awoke, something felt... off. Over the years, the feline's super senses had grown accustomed to naturally sweeping through the camp and the surrounding territory, memorizing each heartbeat and life that surrounded her. However, today something was missing. Narrowing her eyes in concentration, the feline inspected the creatures around her, trying to find the missing piece. It all hit her very suddenly. "Has anyone seen Miss-er, Thorin?" Bitterblue called, stumbling out into the camp, completely overlooking the note and obvious trail in her state of panic.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]The that the feline strode through to reach the border had once been beautiful. The towering sequoias reaching into the sky like silent guardian angels. However, disease had recently ravaged through the forest. Hell, there had even been an explosion. Shaking her head, Bitterblue focused her gaze on the stranger before her as she reached the outskirts of HawkClan's territory. "Hello. Name and business?"[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=5px; width: 130px; height: 150px; border-radius: 900px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/tu…5p1oh8oQ1rwlsczo1_500.gif); background-position: center bottom; float: left; margin-right: 40px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; margin-top: 100px; margin-left: 30px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 40px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; margin-left: -100px; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 30pt; text-align: center; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: Georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px snow; letter-spacing: -2px;]★ BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -15px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; height: 170px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 410px; min-height: 170px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]Bitterblue wasn't up in the trees. No, she was on the ground where her vision didn't dip and sway as nausea coursed through her, something that she suspected had to do with a hidden fear of heights. Noticing that she wasn't alone on the ground, the white feline's eyes fastened onto the young stranger. Their similarities were almost uncanny. "Hello. Can I help you?"

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; margin-top: -9px;][justify][size=9pt]THE DREAM STARTED OUT as it always did. Bitterblue stood on a beach, her snowy paws lodged into the fine sand as she gazed at the angry grey ocean before here. Above, the heavens clashed as the sky threatened to break out into a thunderstorm, a sharp, biting wind ripping through the air. She could almost feel the gust tearing through her fur like thorns. Turning her heterochromatic gaze to the stretch of beach to her left, she saw it, just like she knew she would. The body. Bitterblue didn't recognize it, but nonetheless, the moment her eyes rested upon the dead wolf, an agonizing pain would crack through her and she could feel a fissure split open in her very being. Before she had time to process what she was doing, the young feline would be sprinting down the beach towards the corpse, a savage, fearful instinct propelling her onward. Please be okay. Oh, god, please. Bitterblue's breath came out in gasps, but as she neared the wolf, it vanished, reappearing farther down the coastline. I have to reach her. I need to! The feline thought, taking off again, only to have the process repeat itself. Each time Bitterblue would come within close proximity of the wolf, it would dissipate and reappear in the distance. Eventually, the body was nothing but a smudge in the distance. However, Bitterblue still tore after it, exhaustion and fear coursing through her. "I have too... I have too... Suddenly the world filled with light, stopping Bitterblue in her tracks. Lightning. In slow-motion, the feline watched as the electricity arced across the sky before heading straight for her. Unable to move, she watched as her fate raced to meet her.

Jumping, Bitterblue was forced out of the nightmare, her gasping breaths disturbing the nighttime silence. Taking a moment to calm down and allow her eyes to adjust to the black ink clouding her vision, Bitterblue drew in a rattling breath. Just a dream. She pulled herself out of her sweat-soaked nest, heading out into the night as her muscles ached in protest. During nights like these, the she-cat would wander the forest in a stupor, her mind perfectly numb. Leaving HawkClan's camp behind, Bitterblue headed into the woods, her tired gaze scraping over the stars overhead. Beautiful. The girl's head tilted back as she peered through the canopy, her stomach seeming to churn as she noted how tall the trees were. Fear. How funny. What was she so afraid-

Pain.

Sudden agony coursed through the feline, eliciting a scream from the small creature. Bitterblue's knees buckled, her body swiftly meeting the ground with a sharp crack as she began to writhe. What's happening?! The girl could feel her very being getting pulled outwards, her atoms breaking apart, adrenaline flooding her veins as she began to change. Thick black fur quickly replaced the soft, velveteen white of her coat as gleaming fangs forced their way through her gums. The sensation was torturous. Tiny knives sprung from her paws as her claws elongated, their piercing strength marking the ground as Bitterblue squirmed on the forest floor. Through her blurred vision, she could clearly see a long, black muzzle extending from her face, right where her nose should have been.

Are you afraid of the big bad wolf?

The recently turned canine shrieked on pain and fear. She remembered. She remembered it all. Calum, the demon that had possessed her, spiriting her away from her home as a tsunami destroyed HawkClan's island where she and her clanmates had once dwelled. She could recall blood, her's and other's, intermingling as Calum forced her to do terrible things, each death she caused carrying her farther and farther away from who she was until she couldn't remember her own name. Calum had left her as an empty shell, faraway from her home and forgiveness. Her tormentor wasn't the only thing she remembered. Oh no. Bitterblue could remember her past and it was a much more painful thing to relive. The memory of when she had first seen HawkClan flickered before her eyes. She had only been one month old. Raptorwing, her father, had ushered her across the border and into the safety of the clan, her five other siblings in tow. Her family. Wordkit. Churcheskit. Marinakit. Neonkit. Buriedkit. The six of them hurdling into the world together. She recalled her mother, Pepperspice, her beautiful, soft gaze tenderly looking at them as they grew up. Pepperspice. The first time Bitterblue had seen her mother die, she had only been a kit. They had found her on the beach, her mouth tilted up toward the sky, testifying that she had struggled for air until her last breath as the cancer that had ravaged through her lungs finally won. She recalled the struggle to reach her apprentice years, her mind constantly consumed by the thought that she would never see her mother again. She had prayed for her to return. By the time she had become Bitterpaw, her wish had been granted. The HawkClan medic had been brought back to her, this time in the form of a snow leopard. Her life had seemed perfect. Buriedpaw had been promoted to a medic assistant, Bit herself to corporal of the army under Glorystar's reign. Hell, she had even had a boyfriend. Rainypaw. Her happiness wouldn't last long though. Only mere months into her apprenticeship, her mother's body had been found in a pool of her own blood, gone forever this time. Shortly after, Buriedpaw was possessed and carried off to WindClan, only to return to HawkClan for Bit to witness her sister's gruesome death. She had become Bitterblue as the only remaining Paramour in HawkClan. Her warrior years had been blighted with depression, her only real cause for continuing being her clan. Then Calum had come. It had been the first time that she had shifted into her wolf body: she had been walking along the beach when a sudden pain had hit her, her mind ripping open as she transformed for the first time. She had been made vulnerable. Calum had forced his way inside her, his presence so strong that she had instantly become nothing more than a shadow dwelling in the back of her own mind. The rest was history.

Bitterblue now writhed on the ground, just as she had then so many years ago. Fear seized her heart, anxiety that the demon that had once ruined her life would return again to carry her to oblivion. The wolf let out another scream, almost as if in defiance as another bolt of pain shot through her.

Bitterblue Paramour. Bitterblue Paramour. I'm Bitterblue Paramour. Bitterblue Paramour.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; margin-top: -9px;][justify][size=9pt]IT HAD BEEN QUITE SOME TIME since Bitterblue had attended an event as a HawkClanner. If her memory served her right, the last get-together she had attended had been a gala hosted by BloodClan. However, as the wolf quickly scanned over the abandoned note, it was clear that it would be nearly impossible to attend without causing any conflict. ShadowClan. The name filled the warrior with disgust. "M-maybe we could ho-host a picnic or somethin'. You know, w-welcome our allies to our new territory?" Stuttering? Well, that was new. The girl took a seat, her head slightly tilted as she contemplated the unexpected change. Maybe it had something to do with regaining her memory? The experience must have taken some kind of psychological toll on her, she supposed.
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