Posts by calypsopaw

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  • I EAT WHEN IM STRESSED OKAY ?! || O ; Ice cream bars

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; letter-spacing: -1px;]Oh gosh was it right for all three of them here? If she had been Mask she would have just tried to avoid the two together but she was Carmen and only Carmen. The french fae approached the group, tilting her pretty head in curiosity. "Monsieur Night...What is those?" She asked shyly, her vivid green eyes showing much interest.

  • WE'RE STUCK INSIDE THIS SCENE + o

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; letter-spacing: -1px;]The young tortoiseshell looked up and offwered a small weak smile. "I'm fine oui...Its Nightwaltz et Alaskanpaw I worry." The French speaking female responded, grateful for the concernfrom her clanmates.

  • I EAT WHEN IM STRESSED OKAY ?! || O ; Ice cream bars

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; letter-spacing: -1px;]Ice...Cream? She was a little hesitant but it seemed everyoneexcept MaMasqueradeball was enjoying it so she shyly took a strawberry flavored one. She gave it a small lick before shivering in delight. It was cold but refreshing! "Merci beacoup!

  • WE'RE STUCK INSIDE THIS SCENE + o

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; letter-spacing: -1px;]"Well they both went through a dramatic thing this morning and they didn't look very happy." She explained hesitantly, trying to not share any major detail.s

  • let the words fly + priv

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; letter-spacing: -1px;]Carmen had been looking for the antlered tom, hoping he was okay. After what happened with Mask and Alaskanpaw...She wasn't so sure. So when the pretty french fae found him in his house which had his door opened, she found him just waking up. "Monsieur...Are you okay?" She asked sweetly, her accented voice soft and her stunning green eyes filled with concern.

  • HEY MISTER BARTENDER | open, carnival au

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; letter-spacing: -1px;]/i remember the carnival with darius and kieren owo


    Carmen brushed her brownish ginger hair out of her face as she got out of the car, tightly holding onto her mint green shoulder bag that held her phone and wallet. She looked around shyly, tugging down the white sweater she was wearing with a gray cat wearing green glasses on the front. Her hair fell down in loose curls around her neck and shoulders, the only way she ever wore her hair. She didn't personally know anyone here yet so she awkwardly waited.

  • let the words fly + priv

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; letter-spacing: -1px;]She listened intently. He was tired...Wasn't everyone with all this drama? She followed him to the kitchen, feeling his fur brush against hers gave a small shock, just like when he poked her stomach. She noticed the way his hair stuck up in a messy boyish way, a style her father and mother would dissaprove of. But the french fae loved it. It was more natural and it fit him.


    "Tea? May I have tea?" Sometimes her words came put sounding rude but it was simply because she did not know proper grammar. She ventured into his kitchen, smiling and looking around curiously.