Posts by (( daylightkit ))

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  • wait for me! - open

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]Daylightkit noticed the roll of the eyes and immediately stopped. It was as if her happy-go-lucky exterior faded completely and she became something else. "What's wrong with you?" She inquired, almost sharply, head cocking to the side. What bit this canine's butt?[/size][/justify]
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  • wait for me! - open

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]Daylightpaw nodded, pleased that the attitude of the canine changed significantly. She'd turn to Redpaw and shift awkwardly. She really didn't know him and didn't hold him in high regards ever since the 'Jackpaw' incident. She was grateful he was not old enough to do so. "I was thinking of asking my.. Brother..." She murmured softly, shifting.[/size][/justify]
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  • I COULDN'T FIGHT IT - open, power discovery

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]It was dark, the sun having fallen asleep and the moon now dancing across the navy sky. She could not doze off that particular evening, and, in hopes of calming herself down, she had decided to take a walk. Her signature moonflowers would sprout from her paws as she moved quietly through the territory, blue eyes dull with impending tiredness. She'd yawn before realizing that a light seemed to touch the nearby trees and ground... A light that seemed to be centered on... her?


    Her blue visionaries would expand slightly and she'd look down, a squeak escaping her tiny lips. She was glowing! Glowing I tell you![/size][/justify]
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  • ( my head is spinning constantly ; meeting )

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]Daylightpaw nodded, everything seemed fairly straightforward, which was good. Incredibly so. The little girl would flash her Mother a small smile before bounding off, buddy flickering in and out like a tiny bulb of light. Obviously, she couldn't control her newfound ability to glow.[/size][/justify]
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  • CAN YOU HEAR ME?! [open] yes, dude, your screaming.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]What a... Peculiar sight! The male before her seemed to be talking... To himself! Daylightpaw would creep forward sheepishly, blinking blue eyes thoughtfully before she sat before the male, tilting her head in slight query. "Who're you talking too, Mister?" She'd quietly inquire.


    //museless[/size][/justify]
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  • WASH THE DIRT A HARD DAYS WORK - open, former leader possesses day?

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]She strode with an odd sort of confidence, moving towards the meeting place with a head held high. Her face was emotionless as she easily lifted herself upon the perch, staring down at NPC DarkClanners, observing, judging them. "What has my clan come too?" She'd boom, flicking a tail and rolling blue eyes. "I left Quicksilver in charge in hopes of having a clan that stayed pro. I am not pleased by the outcome of you... Savages..." Ah yes, the infamous Savvystar, recently known for her ability to bear any sort of personality, was present, resting within Daylightpaw's body with no intention on leaving. Willingly of course.


    "At least some members still have innocent idealisms..." She scoffed bitterly.


    ooc: feel free to try to exorcise her from day!![/size][/justify]
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  • WASH THE DIRT A HARD DAYS WORK - open, former leader possesses day?

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]Daylightpaw, or well, Savvystar, blinked towards Castiel, a cold smirk growing upon her pale features. "My name is Savvystar. I'd say it's a pleasure, but it really isn't." The former leader would roll her eyes before shifting her position.


    /museless + definitely!![/size][/justify]
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  • " everybody knows where we're going " MEET & GREET

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]She'd be the first to bound forward, excitement shining within her blue visionaries as she gazed up at her hero fondly. She loved Gentleknight, she truly did, he was the best brother anyone could ask for and by her favorite sibling. "Guess what!? I'm an apprentice now!" She'd inform proudly, puffing out her chest before sitting in front of the Major.[/size][/justify]
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  • WASH THE DIRT A HARD DAYS WORK - open, former leader possesses day?

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]"I used to lead this clan, far before Quicksilver, or as you know him, Lancelot," She said simply, rolling her blue visionaries and sitting down. They all were idiots and she desperately longed for the days in which Narcissusnotes was around as was the glory of her old clan.


    "So many questions. If you all were pro-clanners, perhaps I'd contemplate answering them. I do have intent in mind, preferably to keep this body. Being young is rather nice."[/size][/justify]
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  • WASH THE DIRT A HARD DAYS WORK - open, former leader possesses day?

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]In the back of her mind, Daylightpaw was locked up. She was nothing more the a part of the mind now, sitting passenger seat on the ride of her life. The young femme was growing desperate. She wanted to regain control, but Savvystar said she wished to stay within the body! What if... What if she got kicked out? What if her spirit was destroyed and she was erased from reality forever?


    "I suppose you could say that I'm here to revert the changes. I'm in a clanmates body because you'd never hurt a clan-mate, much less a little kid."[/size][/justify]
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  • WASH THE DIRT A HARD DAYS WORK - open, former leader possesses day?

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]Savvystar winced, her face contorting slightly as the exorcism began to work. What were they doing? Trying to remove her? What if she tossed Daylightpaw from the body instead? She tried too, she truly did, but the soul seemed bound to the form, meaning one thing. Her demise. "This isn't the last of me!" She'd screech in a final breath, fully intending to somehow grow stronger and repossess the girl.


    And them, she was removed and the poor apprentice fell to the ground unconscious.[/size][/justify]
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  • ( you always thought that i was stronger ; open )

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]Quietly, Daylightpaw would approach. Her energy seemed mostly sapped, her eyes tired, and her usually well-groomed fur sticking up in all odds and ends. Savvystar's temporarily possession of her had changed the apprentice, at least for now, and although the visual tolls were bad, her mental state was worst. She had grown untrusting... Skiddish... "Hi Mom..." She'd murmur quietly, taking a seat.[/size][/justify]
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  • " everybody knows where we're going " MEET & GREET

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]A mentor? She hadn't exactly chosen one, but she had one in mind. Sheepishly, she'd crack a smile before offering her idea. "I was... T-thinking m-maybe you?" She looked up hopefully, batting blue eyes in attempt to persuade him.


    //museless[/size][/justify]
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  • i didn't think this through ;; open

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]There weren't many cats you would stumble upon hiding behind a box. Or, hiding in general. Most members of DarkClan, herself included, seemed to swallow their fears to become better, so it was certainly expected that she appeared relatively... Surprised. "Are you playing a game?" The apprentice would curiously inquire, sitting down before Mike.


    //low muse[/size][/justify]
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  • Like a BEAST in Repose [OPEN]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 325px; color: black;][justify][size=11px]Quietly Daylightpaw approached, her blue eyes lacking their normal luster. Being possessed by a former leader had changed her, temporarily of course, and seemed relatively more withdrawn then ever before. She'd regard the canine with a tiny frown before sitting in front of him, tail twitching just slightly. "Um.. Hello..." She'd murmur quietly.[/size][/justify]
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