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

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    [color=Peachpuff] The small female was simply contemplating how in the world to escape this hellish desert, when a rather grim reaper looking male made his way over. Poundy, at first, did not recognize the male, seeing as he was covered in dust - from a distance he looked like he had some brown and tan and such on him - but as he approached, Poundkit realized that it was simply dust, and that he was the same kit from earlier. The only Bloodclanner whom she had really talked to - because, well, he had been the only one relatively close to her age. And even though he was quite a bit taller than her - he was nothing compared to the giant lions and tigers and wolves and such.


    "Oh! Hiya." She would say, trying to sound cheery, even though her attempts were feeble. How was one cheery, when they were but a slave? When he asked her name, she would open her mouth to speak again, flicking an orange tabby ear. "I'm Poundkit - and... what was yours again?" she would inquire, flickering her baby blue gaze to meet his steel blue one - but something in them, about his eyes, really - just made her not want to hold eye contact for long. Why was that? Well, she wasn't really sure, but you know - as a kit, she wasn't interested in such small detail.

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

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    [color=Peachpuff] "Okay! It's nice to meet you, Toki. And... yeah. I miss my family, though, I don't guess I miss my friends. I don't have any yet - there's hardly anyone my age back in Blizzardclan." she would meow, shrugging her tabby and white shoulders, trying to act nonchilant about the whole situation, but in reality, it kind of hurt her to say it - she was lonely - but that likely had a deeper meaning than what Toki had intended for it to have. Had he meant just in Bloodclan? If so, then the answer to simply that was yes - but as well as Blizzardclan.


    "Hey, Toki - don't all these d-dead bodies... scare you?" she asked quietly, not surprised in the slightest to see several on the horizon. Here they were... well, everywhere - and everytime one seemingly snuck up on her, the small female would jump up, unsure of how to react to the whole ordeal other than screaming, you know.


    She would be only more lonely, when she returned home, however - because when she left the desert, and crossed back into Blizzardclan territory, she would find something she had never expected to find - she would learn that while she was gone, her beloved mother, Librarynaps, had died.



    //Omg what's his grown up name gonna be I'm curious

  • BlizzardClan Plotting Thread

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    [color=Peachpuff] Guys I've already got like Poundy's first plot


    She's gonna get this friend in Bloodclan named Tokyo, and he's really nice to her but he's really a cannibal like a lot of Bloodclanners, and kind of crazy and stuff, and they're gonna end up falling in love -


    but plot twist


    before they can tell eachother Poundy is entered in the Gladiator games and he was to watch he get slaughtered


    [size=6pt]unless he does something to stop it


    ofc it's not until she's older but she's gonna go ahead and start making friends with em ha

  • BlizzardClan Plotting Thread

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    [color=Peachpuff] LIBBY IS PERM DEAD?
    *The ghost of violeteyes falls onto her knees and shakes her fists at the sky*


    And sure! Should I make it?

  • His palms are sweaty ;;p;; knees weak arms are heavy !

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    [color=Peachpuff] The small form of Poundy was rather sad, to say the least. Her mom was dead - she hadn't even gotten to see her become an apprentice... How was she supposed to impress her beloved mother, if she was dead? She had wanted her to see her grow up... it was very sad, really.


    She would let out a sigh, gazing at a melting icecicle, watching her distorted expression in the reflective ice, as well as the drops that seemed to be falling into the snow at very slow speeds.

  • i can't help myself from taking ; open ; the drug that's you

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    [color=Peachpuff] Poundy had just returned home from her captivity in Bloodclan, and the first person she had wanted to see was her mother. Her mother, along with her sister, were really her only friends in the world. She loved them dearly - and she wanted her mother to see her grow up - become an apprentice, a warrior, and just live a life that made her happy.


    And that was all that Libby would have wanted from Poundy. She would have wanted her to be happy.


    The small tabby and white, had been looking for her mother - but seeing as there was a shortage of cats in camp, including her beloved mother - she figured something was going on, right? So naturally, Poundy had gone searching, thanks to her curious nature.


    And what had she come across? A group of grieving Blizzardclanners. Poundy had seen this sight all too much, and knew exactly what it meant. Someone was dead, no? Poundy's curiosity got the best of her, and she pushed through the legs of the older cats, her blue eyes dancing with some form of wonder and curiosity, as previously stated. That was, until she saw who it was.


    It was.... it was her mother. She was dead - laying there.


    "Mama?" she would say hushedly, crawling forward on small, white paws, prodding the large tigress. Perhaps she was just sleeping? Or maybe she was just in a coma... or unconcious. Maybe she had hit her head! Yes - that was it. SHe had simply hit her head, and was injured. While that was no good, it was better than her being dead.


    "Is she unconscious? When is she gonna wake up? I can go get a medicine cat!"

  • His palms are sweaty ;;p;; knees weak arms are heavy !

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    [color=Peachpuff] Without even turning to look at the male, the female would continue watching a drop of water hit the white, snowy ground, her blue gaze dull and glazed over. SHe would speak, but her voice was barely audible, as she was, well, for lack of better words - completely and utterly depressed.


    "Hello." she would say quietly, letting out a small sigh. "I'm Poundkit."

  • His palms are sweaty ;;p;; knees weak arms are heavy !

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    [color=Peachpuff] Poundy wasn't shy in the least, in telling why she was sad. She had a valid reason. Who wouldn't be sad over losing their beloved mother? One of their only friends? The knowledge that she would grow up, and that the memory of her mother's scent and voice would fade - was nothing short of heartbreaking.


    [b]"My mother... She's dead."

  • But you haven't any legs! ;;Open;; Yes I have !

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    [color=Peachpuff] Poundy was tired - after all that traveling from the desert to the asylum, you know. She was a prisoner, so they had brought her to - well - the prison. It was a creepy room, beds with straps on them, so that prisoners and such were held down. It kind of sucked, really.


    So Poundy was just kind of sitting on her bed, her front paws strapped to the bed, but her hindlegs and tail free. She wanted to go home so bad! Was she just going to rot here? It wasn't the fact that she was strapped down that worried her - it was the fact that she didn't know if she was going to get to go home anytime soon.


    But if Poundy knew what awaited her at home, she likely would have rather stayed here and rotted. Her beloved mama - her only friend - was dead. Not that she knew that yet, however.


    So Poundkit, strapped to the old hospital bed - a rather uncomfortable one at that, would gaze at the blackened walls of the burnt asylum, blue eyes half hooded, a sigh escaping her lips.


    What an utterly boring way to be a prisoner.


    //Monty python title && mobile

  • But you haven't any legs! ;;Open;; Yes I have !

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    [color=Peachpuff] The female would lift her ginger and white head, somewhat surprised to see Bloodclanners walking in. She hadn't seen anyone in here other than prisoners, really.


    "Water? Ooh! Yes please! I'm really a-thirsty." she meowed, her young mind not really getting that he was being sarcastic, and not truly offering her a drink.


    The female would squeak as she felt cold metal tap her - and wriggled around a bit, surprised to see that one of the brutal anticlanners was tapping her with a sword. "Hey, stop it!"

  • But you haven't any legs! ;;Open;; Yes I have !

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    [color=Peachpuff] The female would squeal as ice cold water was dumped onto her ginger and white back, her blue eyes wide, small front paws attempting to escape their leather bonds as the frigid water soaked to her skin.


    "W-why did you d-do that?" she asked, her teeth chattering, as her small hindlegs continued to kick out - she knew she couldn't escape, but instinct didn't.


    Mobile

  • But you haven't any legs! ;;Open;; Yes I have !

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    [color=Peachpuff] The female was glad to see that at least one Bloodclanner had enough sense to know that she hadn't done anything wrong - other than wonder away from Blizzardclan camp. She wasn't exactly sure why she was being so cruelly treated all of a sudden because of that - she was very confused.


    "N-no! I'm cold!" she said. Even if Falc had thrown a blanket on her - there was still ice cold water seeping into her skin. It seemed like pneumonia was knocking on her door.

  • But you haven't any legs! ;;Open;; Yes I have !

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    [color=Peachpuff] The small red and white kit would let out a squeak as the male changed subjects, loudly flailing around so that her leather bounds made a sound against the iron bedbars they were strapped to.


    "What does that have anything to do with anything? Just lemme go!" she whined, lower black lip pouted out.


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