Posts by SHARK!

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sorrow valentine. she is the adopted sister of Jace Ecuador, and the adopted daughter of scorpionsting and projunda Ecuador. I know their reign was a while back but they were some of the most well known characters on the site. I have decided to bring Sorrow back, and this time as a three-legged calico. I'm looking for her a boyfriend. his appearance has to match the one in my signature, but other than that, everything is up to you. she is my muse baby and I'm hoping to get her active again. they will live in Bloodclan, and join together.

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awwww!!!! he sounds absolutely wonderful! do you mind if they have a thread first?

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could you?

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fairylights herself was trotting through the forest, a rabbit hanging limply from her jaws. she had lived in an alley, born and raised there. but once the drunkards started to come behind there and chase her and her family, kicking them, she ran away. ran far far away and found herself in the forest where it was dark and scary for such a young child like her. but she had spent most her life, alone in this forest, teaching herself how to hunt and fight. she had run into several things, but had gotten out okay. it helped that she had a wonderful knowledge of herbs and could heal herself. so now here she was, happily making her way back to her den. but suddenly an odd, strange scent hit her nose. she looked around, alarmed of the sudden smell. whatever it was, it was close. it smelled kind of like her, kind of like hay, and a bit like dirt. and something else, but she didn't know. curious, the feline followed it. she stumbled upon Mayfair, tilting her head in confusion. another cat? she hadn't seen him before. she padded over cautiously, observing him. What are you doing? her smooth voice questioned. she spoke to herself to make herself less lonely, therefore her voice wasn't as scratchy as it should be.

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hunting fish? hmm. well she sure wouldn't give him her rabbit, but she would definitely help. settling herself beside him, she leaned back a bit so her shadow didn't appear in the water. Dont let them see your shadow. she instructed, her bright green eyes turning to him. she observed him quietly, noticing how handsome he was. a russet brown colored pelt, and those gorgeous blue eyes. it was such a brilliant contrast. she herself thought she was quite plain with her tortue fur and green eyes. but it was the way she did things and thought that made her beautiful. the way her smile was so soft and gentle. it was the little things.

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she blushes lightly, before getting her paw ready. Dont think too much. Just dart your paw out, claws unsheathed, in a scooping motion. she purred, keeping her voice quiet so she didn't scare away any fish.

//super rushed

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Yes now bite it before it flops back in. she giggled, watching him fish the scaly creature out. her tortoiseshell fur was covered in gorgeous multi-colored Autumn leaves, and her lashes shielded her pale green eyes as she looked at her small paws.

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the female, who never stepped foot out of her canine body, was actually in a different body than she had been when in the dominion. even her eye color was different. she was a dark, dusty caramel colored lioness with the palest blue eyes. they were so pale and crystal patterned that they looked like little diamonds. with a yawn, which was iced with a small roar like usual, the large feline stepped up to the border with a grunt. she had come back because she missed her happy go lucky gay as hell brother. Ferdy!!!! It's Lucha... I'm back dude. she roared loudly, voice ringing out. She expected to see him run up with pink stripes and a tutu or something, because he was goofy and a little clown like that.

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Hey, both of you. she rumbled, flicking an ear absent-mindedly. looking down only slightly at the cougar, she observed him carefully. One of Ferdy's kids? she questioned. it was simply a hunch. the feline knew her brother quite well, despite the gap of age and long time period since they had spoken.

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You too. she rumbled back, already growing tired of being in such a large body. it was just so abnormal for her. with a grunt she began to shift, bones shrinking and fur thickening. she was back in her saarloos wolfhound body, shaking out her thick fur with a small smile. she just hated being feline, was all. even fox's were too small. she liked the long, lanky legs and strong jaws of large canines.

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Nice to meet you guys. she barked, before flicking an ear. Oh goody, another nephew. How many children does he have? she inquired no one in particular, breathing an affectionate sigh in the thought of Ferdy.

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one might glance at alexandra and notice how she was beautiful, but not gorgeous enough to be gawked at. not the type of beautiful that gets all the guys, but the type that went unnoticed. the kind you wanted to get to know. the kind you could never get tired of looking at. the kind of beautiful that made you smile.

she was a simple chocolate colored feline, with large blonde patches covering her back. she had a ringed tail, like a raccoon, but the rings were very unnoticeable because they were darker than the rest of her but only slightly. she had a rather normal build, being an average height for her age. but she had gentle curves that made her even more lovely, and they weren't too much or too little. a perfect amount, really.

if one dared to meet her gaze, they would see two almond shaped eyes stuck in between baby blue and mediterranean. they held a sort of softness to them that made one want to get to know her, but also held a knowing and hardness of one who had been through great pain.

she was overall a natural sort of beauty, and as she travelled throughout unknown territory with autumn leaves fluttering down around her, one could actually see how wonderful she was.

a soft smile laced her thin lips as she carried on, multi-colored leaves crunching delicately under her dainty chocolate paws. a sweet, almost vanilla-like, scent followed her. it was simply what she always smelled like, vanilla.

she found herself at some kind of border, looking around with thick curiosity in her eyes. she had absolutely no clue where she was, being scatterbrained and all. she never paid attention, it seemed. she simply seated herself, beginning to lick a paw to try and distract herself from her haunting thoughts.

you see, even though alex was beautiful and seemed perfectly happy and content, she was extremely depressed.

dark thoughts almost seemed to stick around, littering her mind with things of the past. it tugged her heart viciously, breaking it and laughing in her face. these thoughts failed to leave her be, no matter how much or how long she pleaded them to go away.

and so she carried on, faking sweet smiles and forcing quiet laughs to try and make others believe nothing was wrong. but it all honesty, she wanted someone to ask her if she was okay. she wanted them to ask her if she was okay so she could reply with a simple "I'm fine." and they might, just maybe, would look at her and say, "I know you're not."

and so she sat, trying not to frown as she thought of everything she had done wrong. all the names she had been called. and so she looked down at the soft ground, keeping her expression hidden.

// for those who don't want to read, it just speaks of how Alex is different and a natural kind of beautiful and not drop dead gorgeous, and about her depression. she is currently sitting at the border.

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offering alex for plot reasons <3

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okay I want lots of threads with this dude, and I can make all of them cx

• AU thread
• him teaching her some things
• sparring
• them to be best friends
• a possible long term relationship (I have several plots in mind, if you're interested.)

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NAME: alexandra andromeda
GENDER: female
ALLIANCE(S): none yet, possibly skyclan
RANK: loner
AGE: 14 moons
FAMILY POSITION: sister of calli
RELATIONS: none

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one might glance at alexandra and notice how she was beautiful, but not gorgeous enough to be gawked at. not the type of beautiful that gets all the guys, but the type that went unnoticed. the kind you wanted to get to know. the kind you could never get tired of looking at. the kind of beautiful that made you smile.

she was a simple chocolate colored feline, with large blonde patches covering her back. she had a ringed tail, like a raccoon, but the rings were very unnoticeable because they were darker than the rest of her but only slightly. she had a rather normal build, being an average height for her age. but she had gentle curves that made her even more lovely, and they weren't too much or too little. a perfect amount, really.

if one dared to meet her gaze, they would see two almond shaped eyes stuck in between baby blue and mediterranean. they held a sort of softness to them that made one want to get to know her, but also held a knowing and hardness of one who had been through great pain.

she was overall a natural sort of beauty, and as she travelled throughout unknown territory with autumn leaves fluttering down around her, one could actually see how wonderful she was.

a soft smile laced her thin lips as she carried on, multi-colored leaves crunching delicately under her dainty chocolate paws. a sweet, almost vanilla-like, scent followed her. it was simply what she always smelled like, vanilla.

she found herself at some kind of border near a farm, looking around with thick curiosity in her eyes. she had absolutely no clue where she was, being scatterbrained and all. she never paid attention, it seemed. she simply seated herself, beginning to lick a paw to try and distract herself from her haunting thoughts.

you see, even though alex was beautiful and seemed perfectly happy and content, she was extremely depressed.

dark thoughts almost seemed to stick around, littering her mind with things of the past. it tugged her heart viciously, breaking it and laughing in her face. these thoughts failed to leave her be, no matter how much or how long she pleaded them to go away.

and so she carried on, faking sweet smiles and forcing quiet laughs to try and make others believe nothing was wrong. but it all honesty, she wanted someone to ask her if she was okay. she wanted them to ask her if she was okay so she could reply with a simple "I'm fine." and they might, just maybe, would look at her and say, "I know you're not."

and so she sat, trying not to frown as she thought of everything she had done wrong. all the names she had been called. and so she looked down at the soft ground, keeping her expression hidden. She was very confused on where she was, but maybe, just maybe, someone would help her out?

// for those who don't want to read, it just speaks of how Alex is different and a natural kind of beautiful and not drop dead gorgeous, and about her depression. she is currently sitting at the border

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I like basically anything that has to do with humans.
This is what I do:
gxg
bxb
bxg
highschool/college
medieval settings (prince, king, castles, servants, knights)
forbidden love
Things I'm willing to try:
modern fairytale
Things I will NEVER do:
anime
anything over PG 14/15

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her triangular ears would swivel in the direction of the tiger, her small head gently tipping up to look at him. she was awestruck by his size, but instead gulped, showing she was rather nervous.

was she trespassing? oh no, please don't let her be trespassing... she didn't mean to!

the feline flattened her ears as the second individual came over, smelling faintly of alcohol. she herself quite liked it. maybe they could be a sort of "drinking buddies". that was, if she lived here.

wait, could you live here? was this a group you could be accepted in? or was she in trouble? she tilted her head at the thought, utterly confused.

My name is Alexandra... Where am I? she decided to question, just to be sure she was in some sort of clan. alex knew how those worked. weren't they all auto-accept policy, or whatever?

with a blink of her ocean colored optics, she would offer a smile. she was not easy to figure out at all. she had a long list of personality traits, good and bad, that literally defined her.

she seemed friendly enough. she was confused and had bubbling curiosity, and looked too young and small to do real damage. which, you should never judge a book by its cover.

// looks up in awe at the tiger, then basically the bolded, and she has flattened her ears and now looks nervous.

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can someone post the code for template character bio/adoption thread? I'm mobile and since it's so small in the little box its in, it's basically impossible to copy.

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alexandra CANNOT sleep without listening to Native American flute, and would go insane if she lost her iPod or something.

also, um, she is absolutely terrified of butterflies. no other bug or insect. not even spiders, unless they're harmful. just BUTTERFLIES. she once had a friend kill one for her, even though the friend did it on accident and only meant to act like she was killing it.

umm, alexandra thinks she's super gangster sometimes, and will go around listening to big sean and talking like a ghetto black lady.

//did I do that right? I don't know what they are, but I read the posts and got a general idea?