Posts by londoncub.

the white she-cat, long lost half-sister to two-bit starke-praelium, bounded up to dakota. her grey eyes focused on her leader as she sat in front of him. "i guess i'll go," radiopaw said, shrugging. her father was markus diemtrus, who had also been one of the fathers of two-bit starke-praelium, ex-advisor of scarclan, and member of the praelium line.

The lynx rolled his eyes at the wild dog that was stuck. "Christ," Zachariah chuckled, flicking a tuft ear.

/muse death

The lynx grunted uncomfortably as Kano flirted with Wisteria. "Uh, yeah. As they said, welcome to the Dominion. I'm Zachariah," the fallen angel introduced pushing his way to the side of Wisteria.

"i'm up for some story telling," zachariah said, padding up with a smug grin on his face.

the tuxedo tom could be found sitting in a glade, his bright blue eyes heavy with worry.

the lynx padded up, honestly uninterested in tumultstar. zachariah gave a yawn and a small flick of his tuft ear. "hello," the fallen angel greeted, slowly blinking his grey optics in an bored manner.

the tuxedo tom perked up at the sight of the group talking to him. "hi. my name is samandriel," the angel greeted the shape shifter timidly. "what's yours?" the small tom turned to steve and smiled. "yes, i am fine. just a little rattled." samandriel finally turned to aida and nodded and then to spock. "thank you so much commanderspock. it's great to be back."

the scarred tuxedo tom, who had recently returned from a hell of a beating in bloodclan cautiously padded up. "hello all," the angel greeted, folding his brown-and-white wings close to his body as if he were fearing that someone would rip them off.

"hey germ!" the lynx greeted, grinning. "new body, right?" zachariah turned to wisteria, blushing underneath his thick layer of grey brindle fur. "hello wisteria," he greeted cheekily, smiling. the fallen angel finally turned to michael and smiled. "how'd everything go with frigidfire?" he figured he ask since he hadn't heard of the poor guy since.

whoever she was, she smelled like bloodclan and other things. being that he had just joined, the trickster figured that she was just a joiner who lived just outside bloodclan. so, the golden tabby archangel remained silent and patient.

"name and business," zachariah said quickly before anyone else could reply.

"i'm glad to see that the exorcism worked at least," the lynx said, smiling. "to tell you the truth, i thought that the latin incarnation was only for angels and demon." zachariah sat down and cocked his head. "i honestly didn't think it would work on greek gods."

the tom dipped his head timidly to fireflyspark and nodded. "oh yes. sam is a cool name and it was nice meeting you too." the angel felt all warm inside; meeting all of these new people. alfie smiled, his blue eyes bright again.

the trickster came over, his head cocked and deep amber eyes intent on the small birds. "should we feed it or what?" the golden tabby asked, looking at jack and redpaw.

a large, heavy figure lurked into the mountains. the figure that had trekked so far into the clan smelled heavily of the dominion. and that's just where he came from. the lynx prowled forward, spinal fur bristling, grey eyes narrowed, claws unsheathed. the figure had two, nasty scars on his shoulder blades that were pretty fucking obvious. "you are now an enemy of the dominion," zachariah hissed, smacking the head of an npc with full force and snapping the neck. the fallen angel let out a laugh. "you're all enemies of the dominion." cheesy? yes. effective. well we just had to see about that.

track.

((ooc: here is a raid.

((ic: zachariah was still doing things over at blizzardclan.

blah. the fallen angel sidestepped to avoid having to deal with the vermin. his two least favorite things: rats and bugs. reluctantly, zachariah nodded, his grey eyes heavy.

the tuxedo tom turned to luke, a smile plastered on his maw. "hi luke. you've probably heard my name a couple of times," samandriel said timidly, looking at the australian tomcat curiously. "that's a strange accent," the angel added. "what is it?"

gabriel who was pretty much the exact same as two-bit, humor-wise and flirty stayed behind mizuka and tyki, his deep amber eyes intent on the cheetah. "she your sister?" the trickster asked the dog, cocking his head and flicking the tip of his golden tail.