Posts by WILL DAWSON !

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  • LONELY AND SCARED {Open, Joining} BUT I'LL DIE BEFORE THEY KNOW

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    The golden tiger padded up to the WindClan border, his eyes wide as he looked around the territory. He had heard about this place from a few friends, and had decided to check it out for himself and see if it would be a nice little spot to thrive. But he could never really trust his companions, so this would be completely in the dark for him.
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  • LONELY AND SCARED {Open, Joining} BUT I'LL DIE BEFORE THEY KNOW

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    "My name is Will Dawson. I request to join WindClan. Must loyalty be sworn in order to receive a place in your ranks?" The large feline inquired, glancing at those who had arrived. He was a bit concerned about the first, seeing the state she was in, but concluded not to bring up the matter. He didn't want to upset anyone without even being a part of the clan.
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  • LONELY AND SCARED {Open, Joining} BUT I'LL DIE BEFORE THEY KNOW

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    Murder? "No, not at all. Thank you." Will remarked, nodding to Lombardy as well as Finnishwars. It felt nice, being welcomed. He never was accepted by most, so this was a change, a turn around in his life.
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  • LONELY AND SCARED {Open, Joining} BUT I'LL DIE BEFORE THEY KNOW

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    "Will is fine. Though either suits just as well." The golden tiger nodded. He appreciated the question, and Dawson was just a last name. There was really no need to say it when addressing him. Unless you wished to, he had nothing against people calling him by first and latter.
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  • THE BRIGHTNESS OF THE SUN {Open, Meet & Greet} WILL GIVE ME JUST ENOUGH

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    Will lay on his stomach in the middle of WindClan camp, his head resting upon his front paws. He had joined not all too long ago, and felt the need to just hang about the camp for a while before going out to explore. Besides, this might be the central to meet new people. The people at the border were nice enough to include him and such, but now he could acquaintance himself with some more.
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  • THE BRIGHTNESS OF THE SUN {Open, Meet & Greet} WILL GIVE ME JUST ENOUGH

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    The golden tiger looked up at Rhymepaw and chuckled. "It is good to see you again." He easily recalled at his joining that he preferred Will or Will Dawson, including his last name in the latter. He had nothing against it, but just found it a bit amusing that someone had decided to go along with it.
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  • THE CHURCH GROUNDS ON MY SOUL — open

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    Will Dawson came on over at the sound of voices, but as well as the amazing display of fireflies right in front of him. His eyes widened at the majestic sight, flickering lights flying all around them. He had seen lightningbugs before, but never before on a large scale like this. Taking a seat, he leaned his head back as the glowing dots danced about for him above his muzzle. "This is amazing." He commented with a quiet voice.
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  • [ i know life isn't fair ] open + death [ but i cant help complaining ]

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    Will padded forward slowly, his eyes trained on the apprentice with a sorrow filled gaze. He hadn't known the trainee, but it was still upsetting when you didn't know someone who had just died at your borders. With a sigh, the golden tiger bowed his head. Reality was all about death and hurting others. Why did they have to live this way?
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  • WAKE UP WITH AMNESIA // OPEN, AMNESIA?!

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    Will walked forward, his brows pulled together in confusion. Of course, he couldn't help jog any memories hence him never knowing this Maka, but perhaps he could try to at least do something. "Do you know how you lost your memory? Anything about that?" The golden tiger inquired, twitching his whiskers.
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  • THE BRIGHTNESS OF THE SUN {Open, Meet & Greet} WILL GIVE ME JUST ENOUGH

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    "Hello, Jordan, Aztecruin. My name is Will Dawson." The golden tiger informed the newer arrivals that had decided to come over for a sort of meet and greet. Good, he knew that he'd met people in this place of location.
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  • there's a hole in my soul \\ open

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    Will padded over, standing next to Aztecruin as he looked at Thousandlies. She did look a bit upset, though everyone got a bit depressed in their life. No one's life was perfect, all laughs and fun. It all contained loss and sorrow and guilt and war, and there wasn't much you could do about it.
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  • THE BRIGHTNESS OF THE SUN {Open, Meet & Greet} WILL GIVE ME JUST ENOUGH

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    "Pleasure to make your acquaintance." Will would rumble as he extended his paw to meet Aztecruin's and give a light shake. This was interesting, this hand shaking. The golden tiger never done this before, but had seen others, so he only saw it fit to offer his end of friendship. He looked like a good enough guy, so he could definitely see a bond between the duo in the future.
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  • THE BRIGHTNESS OF THE SUN {Open, Meet & Greet} WILL GIVE ME JUST ENOUGH

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    The golden tiger looked up at the canine and nodded his head. "Hello, Sola. Will is perfectly fine." He told her, appreciating the question.


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  • I'M AIN'T WITH IT } MEETING !

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    Whoops, he was late. But that was band camp for you, messing up your personal time. He was glad to see that Alaskanstar was back, and nodded to those who had been promoted. He did feel a bit bad for those demoted, but it wasn't his fault if they went inactive. But he liked the thought of leading a raid onto the Insignia after what they had done to their leader.
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  • there's a hole in my soul \\ open

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    Will glanced down at his paws for a moment, trying to think. One thing seemed to circle around his mind, one thing that everyone wanted in their life. Something to hold on to and never let go, something one didn't want to have to be a burden, nor stabbed in the back because of this feeling. "Love?" He inquired, looking back up at Thousandlies.
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  • hahaha, fuck logic // open, reading

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    "Who's a liar?" Will questioned as he padded over to see what Hungergames was reading. He still hadn't gotten the chance to go out and find a book for himself for reading, nor a notepad of sorts for writing, though he wished to do that soon. But for now, he would just watch some other people with their finds of reading material.
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  • I'M OKAY IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT ME TO SAY? -- OPEN

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    "What in the living- Ah." Will said as he approached, drawn over at the loud sounds of voices in a panicking matter. An irritated expression was drawn across his face. He thought his clanmates had over-reacted about the situation.
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  • hahaha, fuck logic // open, reading

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    Will perked his ears forward. Sure, he figured that the book went into more depth than just people killing each other. It probably held drama and romance and suspense and sacrifice. "Do you know if there are any more copies about?" The golden tiger inquired. Yes, he would definitely get into this reading thing.
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  • until the daylight dies — open

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    "Everything all right?" Will asked Aztecruin as he trotted up to his troubled friend. He, honestly, didn't care about appearances. Someone could be ugly, but have the greatest personality in the world. It showed who you are. If someone asked how you got scars, you could say you got them in battle, fighting for their clan like an loyal member would. Who knows? Maybe wounds would come from a heroic tale, like saving someone from death.
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  • YAY, LEARNING ' books

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