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  • I KNOW YOU'LL REGRET IT, LOVE [open; bi-polar issues] YOU TOLD ME SO MANY TIMES

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    [color=Peachpuff] "Yes, are you ok, Miss Pastel?" the ginger and white kit would inquire, trotting forwards on small paws, her pointed ears pricked with a bit of curiosity - she was worried for the pink female, of course - but she was also curious as to what was making her act like this.

  • i'm falling to pieces // open ; meet+greet

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    [color=Peachpuff] "Hello!" Poundkit would meow, trotting forwards on soft, ginger and white paws, a smile dancing on her lips. She rather liked making new friends - so why not seize the opportunity that had presented itself to the young grandaughter of Violeteyes?

  • Yo who wants to capture me

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    [color=Peachpuff] Alright :>
    It's Toni's rper btw cx


    and do you want them to have a thread, or he just shows up at camp with her in a thread? I would prefer the one where he just shows up with her, seeing as I'm a bit museless cx

  • i'm falling to pieces // open ; meet+greet

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    [color=Peachpuff] The small female would plop down in the snowy ground, a smile dancing on her black lips as she observed the kit. Yes - Poundy hoped that perhaps they'd become friends as well, seeing as - well, the fem didn't currently have friends. Other than her mother and sister - but that hardly counted!


    "Nice the a-meet'chya! I'm Poundkit - but you can call me Poundy, if ya like!" she said, pricking her small, pointed ears.

  • I USED TO RULE THE WORLD -- JOINER, OPEN

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    [color=Peachpuff] The female would come to stand between the two dark pillars of her step fathers legs, her crystal eyes dancing with an ever present sense of curiosity, as she observed the joining male.

  • RESPECT ME! (Open; Blizzardclan capture)

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    [color=Peachpuff] The female had fought a bit at first, but after a while, she just kinda stopped and went with the flow - so now here she was - the small ginger and white female just kind of hung from his mouth, occasionally kicking out her feet, to show that she wasn't some kind of wuss, but this was a Bloodclan warrior - no way was she gonna be able to get away.


    "Do you guys do this often?" she would inquire, not really scared. I mean come on - what were they gonna do to her? She was an intelligent kit - she could turn on her kit charm whenever she wanted. [b]"Because it's a very unpleasant way to meet someone. Storming in and taking them from their home. I recommend 'hello'."

  • RESPECT ME! (Open; Blizzardclan capture)

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    [color=Peachpuff] "Well... Then why am I here?" she would inquire, standing up, and shaking the sand out of her pelt. Bleck! It was so hot here! She was kind of scared now - all the big Bloodclanners around... And what did Melancholy mean, by don't 'usually' torture kits?


    "Have you brought me here for some sort of tea party? Interrogate me? Because I promise, I don't know diddly - squat." she would meow, shaking her pelt once more, before kicking out a bit of sand at the sand cat ha with her hindlegs, and plopping down stubbornly in the sand. What an odd day, this was turning out to be.

  • RESPECT ME! (Open; Blizzardclan capture)

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    [color=Peachpuff] "Yeah! I don't know anything. Can I go home now? It smells here." she would complain, standing up, and kicking some more sand at Scorp, a frown etched upon her muzzle.

  • who the * are you? {open m&g} wait, who the * are you?

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    [color=Peachpuff] Seeing as the female was a captured slave of sorts, she would trot up, trying to keep her mouth shut - as she could very well get her head chopped off for just speaking. She was absolutely terrified of this god - forsaken clan now. They ate other cats! Who did that? Apparently them - but Poundy felt like throwing up everytime she saw a corpse, or the bloody muzzle of one of the Bloodclanners of whom she was so scared of.

  • This is it boys ! [Open] This is war !

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    [color=Peachpuff] The small kit was absolutely terrified - no that was an understatement. If there was a word that meant more than terrified, she would have used it. There likely was a word, but Copper was just too tired to google it, ya know?


    She was curled up in a dark corner of Bloodclan camp, her blue eyes shut tightly, and paws placed over her closed visionaries. Why did these Bloodclanners eat cats? It was so... so scary!

  • This is it boys ! [Open] This is war !

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    [color=Peachpuff] Poundy would move a small paw from her baby blue eyes, looking up at Anna, her body still shaking - she could smell the blood - it was all over the desert, not only the smell of blood - but just the smell of death in general. The small fae feared that she soon would join the many corpses lining the borders.


    "I-I'm Poundkit..." she would meow quietly, her blue eyes glimmering nervously. When Ululare spoke, she would nod her head quickly, a bit afraid to speak, seeing as he had a bit more of a hostile appearance to him. She would then look to the fellow kit, surprised that he wasn't scared out of his mind as well - was he a slave?


    "A-Are you a slave too?" she would meow, before answering the ebony male's question. "B-Because Bloodclanners.. e-eat cats!"

  • This is it boys ! [Open] This is war !

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    [color=Peachpuff] "Y-yes, I'm a slave." she would respond to Tokyokit, only somewhat comfortable talking to him, seeing as the rest were big bad Bloodclanners. She was scared of big bad Bloodclanners... Even if some of them didn't eat cats - some of them did.


    She would lean forwards and whisper into Tokykit's ear, her blue eyes darting nervously from one Bloodclanner to the next.


    "Are they gonna kill me?"


    //Gah Poundy is so scared cx

  • Tell everybody I'm ;;P;; on my way !

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    [color=Peachpuff] The small white and orange kitten was pretty upset - she really really wanted to go home... Everyone here was so scary! She wasn't sure why they were keeping her here... She had overheard something about the gladiator games. Were they keeping her for those? She knew she wouldn't last but two seconds in that - she wasn't even an apprentice yet...


    The small blue eyed femme flicked a pointed ear. Was it sad - that the smell of blood and death was growing familiar to her? The scent of Bloodclan? She hadn't met one nice person yet - no one wanted to take a chance and talk to her, seeing as she was, well, a slave.


    Poundy would blink her icy optics, gazing at a desert flower, and batting at it with small, white paws. At least this desert flower didn't smell like death. Unlike everything else here.


    She didn't suppose she really had anything to go home to other than her mother and sister. She didn't have a father, and hadn't any friends back in Blizzardclan. She was super friendly - but... Apparently no one was about that. After all, she was just a kid.


    She was homesick and stuff, you know. She didn't wanna die, and she didn't wanna play in the gladiator games. They didn't sound like the fun type of games, like capture the flag - or tag...