Dulcetkit laid outside of the diner, limbs stretched out on the concrete. It had been a lazy week, and the most the kit had done was eat, sleep, and occaisionally try to kill sand fleas. And sand fleas weren't the most... cooperative when it came to being captured and killed. And though she wasn't exactly the social type, even Dulcetkit craved interaction with others once in a blue moon. And it wouldn't hurt to annoy some of the older clan members.
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I really like this idea, but who is Dulcettongue?
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The kit's head lifted, and her head tilted in slight confusion. So many cats at once? Heh, maybe it was that catnip I rolled in earlier... The she-kit wondered, grinning at the thought.
She looked at them all and said,"I'm Dulcetkit. Nice to meet you all. And hello, Peachmoon.". Her voice was raspy and high-pitched, like she had a cold, but also quiet and soft.She looked at Mori and held back a smirk at his energy and stuttering. He seemed very... innocent was the word, right? The she-kit smiled at him and said, with a calm look in her eyes, "Why not? You seem very kind." Standing up, she looked at Atlas and Q.
"Do you want to play as well?"OOC: Thanks for all the replies. c:
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Oh, okay! I'll use Catwoman, she's super cool. c:
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Smiling sweetly at Venus, she answered in the same odd voice, "Sure."
Dulcetkit then turned to Mori, and responded, "Tag sounds like fun. Let's play that."
She honestly did not care what they played, but at least tag promised that rush of adrenaline she so craved at this moment in time. -
Dulcetkit stared up at the older cats, watching them talk about her sister's disappearance. A sharp pang of worry shot through her abodemen, and she felt herself biting her tongue. But the young she-kit wasn't close enough to her to sibling to really care, at least not enough to think about it much, and her worrisome reaction was most likely because Badkit was her kin.
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I wouldn't mind doing a thread with him. c:
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[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; width: 375px;][justify][size=8]username:
Lynxfeet / Dulcettongue
character's name:
Dulcetkit
desired class:
Mentality
age/rank:
3 moons / kit
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Dulcetkit walked over to her father, sitting down to watch Venus and Q spar. She was a bit afraid to fight, with her having no fighting experience and all. But maybe if another kit came along, the black kitten would consider sparring.
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Watching from a distance, Dulcetkit wasn't really sure what to say. She had just followed the other cats to the location, wondering where they were going, and didn't know Ymir well at all. But, he did seem like a good connection, so the young kit walked up to him.
"Hello, Ymir. Happy birthday!" She exclaimed, smiling. -
[justify][font=verdana] Antiqueclock !
[sup]name -- Antiqueclock
gender -- Male
sexuality -- Bisexual
looks --[b] Blue lynx point
[b]personality --
[color=#ff00cc]plots --
[color=#ff00cc]other -- WIP [/justify] -
Sure, Ivy. I'll make a thread. c:
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Sitting next to Peachmoon as well, Dulcetkit said nothing, but wondered the cause for this sudden declaration. The kitten hadn't been alive and in the clan for very long, but she knew they had been enemies with Darkclan for many moons. Maybe Peachmoon was right, and something was wrong with Cerberus? He had been injured, after all.
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This is still open, right?
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[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; width: 375px;][justify][size=8]username:
Lynxfeet / Dulcettongue
character's name:
Dulcetkit
desired class:
Self-defense
age/rank:
3 moons / kit
other?: -
It's alright, I forgot to make Ivy's thread, actually. xD
And sure, you can make it. c: -
As usual, in Dulcetkit's brief, but boring life on planet earth, it was a lazy summer day. God, she wasn't even sure if the weather would change at all! Well, at least not how all the old cats said it would. But that was a story for another day, because just as that thought passed her mind, she saw a dark-furred wolf sitting in the camp.
Shit, she thought, stopping in her tiny tracks. Is that a... wolf? I mean, a new wolf? Ugh, those things scare the crap out of me! But, Dulcetkit decided to approach it, since a wolf that was a friend, was better then a wolf who wasn't, after all. Her face shifted to a bright smile, and her eyes became amiable and kind, ready to become acquaintances with this intimidating wolf. But, as she approached, the kitten began to sense something odd about the creature. It acted just like her sister, Venus! It couldn't be anyone else but her. Dulcetkit had heard of animals changing bodies, like James, but had never thought her sister would.
"Hi, Venus," She said, looking up and down. "You're a wolf now? Your coat is so fluffy!" -
Dulcetkit had been completely silent, using her invisibility powers to keep herself hidden. Trying to impress Peachpaw, or at least make her take her more seriously then the other kits, she made in appearance in proper invisibility power fashion.
"I can turn invisible..." Dulcetkit said, quite creepily, before making herself become visible again. -
Walking along near where Hiccup was practicing his power, Dulcetkit was using her invisibility power to it's full potential. She hadn't mastered it yet- every couple minutes she would become visible again, but for the most part she was undetectable. Soon she came across Hiccup, and hopped up next to him.
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OOC: What should the plot be?
Dulcetkit's eye twitched, while she wondered why Venus didn't respond so well to her compliment. She would probably have to turn her happiness level down to make it seem legit next time.
"Oh," She responded, "Why don't you ask one of our parents?"