Posts by bucky

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^{"I haven't heard of you," Direkit said bluntly. "And I don't know why you decided to join a Clan just to annoy people. That seems quite the counterproductive move, if you ask me." The five and a half moon old runt shrugged slightly and sat down. "I'm Direkit."}
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#buckybear

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^{Direkit immediately followed the big black dog, curious to learn his new responsibilities.}
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#buckybear

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^{Join WindClan //happy flail.}
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^{Tracking for now since I'm poor.}
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#buckybear

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^{DO IT.}
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^{Haha, you're welcome. //grin.}

^{What I've learned throughout my years of roleplaying is that if you make an antisocial character, you're not going to interact with a lot of other characters very often, or else you're going against their personality.}
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^{AND HOW DO YOU LIKE IT. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE SO FAR?}
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#buckybear

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^{Direkit slowly waded into the weather until it reached the middle of his chest. "Keep moving my paws," he echoed. His ears were pinned flat on his skull, betraying his discomfort. "Keep moving… like walking?" he asked, mostly to himself. Direkit took a deep breath and shut his eyes tightly as he stepped further into the weather keep moving, keep moving, he chanted to himself.}
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#buckybear

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^{"What are you?" Direkit asked bluntly, his red eyes narrowed at the Twoleg contraption covering the feline's face. "And what are you doing here?"}
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^{"Congratulations, I guess?" Direkit said quietly. He wasn't at all knowledgable of what those positions entailed, so he wasn't too excited.}
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^{A brief flare of panic shot through the runt of his litter when his paws didn't reach the lakebed anymore. His strokes faltered for a moment and he pitched forward. Direkit's eyes flew open just in time for his head to go under the water. His paws churned frantically and he came up briefly with a hacking cough and he attempted to go back to the shallows. How did one turn around in water?!}
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#buckybear

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^{"What's on your face? Why do you want to join? Are you a threat?" Direkit challenge, unease filling him at the sight of the gas mask. Who would hide their face underneath that?}
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#buckybear

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^{Blegh. Direkit sniffed gingerly at the water and dabbed it with a paw. "Shod we block this off or something?" he asked no one in particular.}
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^{Since I only have one character right now, I don't see the need to have a subaccount. I don't know if I'll get one later or not.}
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#buckybear

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^{Erik yaaaaas}
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^{"How are your wounds?" Direkit asked the calico apprentice seriously. "Are you okay?"}
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^{Direkit sat to the side, watching. He knew nothing about herbs and next to nothing about navigation. Plus, this was only his second day in WindClan, he knew that he was too new to attempt anything even if he did have the knowledge.}
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#buckybear

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^{Not really, though it's nice to know which character exactly I'm interacting with. //shrug.}
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#buckybear

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^{Sopping wet, the albino shivered and looked up at Reynapaw. "Yes," he said hoarsely. He needed to master this, and by the Seven he would!}
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^{May I please have the 50 Posts in First Week badge?}
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