Posts by knittedwinter ?!

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    THE INSIGNIA ★ KITTEN[hr][/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]The tuft of light caramel brown and soft cream ivory was cozily perched beyond the border, fleecy lined chocolate paws tucked beneath her silky crest and her fluffy fur ruffled around her snugly. As she always was, Knittedkit was rather comfortable, crystal orbs observing the beach as she awaited a patroller, peeking past the stench of their territory boundaries to have her senses relieved by the twinkling ocean's mildly salty, fresh fragrance, the downy tail tip of hers twitching tenderly as the polite kitten continued to search for any signs of life-- other than the seagulls and lively fish, of course.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]Seeing an animal so large with much more authority than you was naturally intimidating, and so, the feline couldn't help but toss her gaze away to the ground for a few times, occasionally it dropped and lifting back up to Undertaker as he advanced upon her. "Hi, sir," Knitt mannerly chirped. "My name is Knittedkit. Can I join The Insignia?" Typical, wasn't it? Well, she wasn't exactly here to put on a show. She wanted to get in the clan, that was that-- simple enough.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]The slightest bit more uncomfortable, Knitt's gaze blinked over to Circus, and she developed a masking smile upon her muzzle. "Thanks," She chirruped to either of them, icy twinkles dipping into her ocean pools. "It's nice to meet both of you." Well, despite her uneasiness, she was aware that she got what she came here for; to join. That was the point, and, even though she was caught off guard by the two frightening tigers, she wouldn't really complain. Nonetheless, her paws shifted and her head swished down and then back up in a respectful dip to both of them.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]Which was interesting in the least, her gaze surveying the three Hetalians and the physician assistant before she gingerly chirped a satisfying, "Hello, miss! Hello Cherryblod, Luciano and Feliciano!" Knittedkit then dipped her head softly, and, when it lifted, a snug smile tinted her lips. "It's nice to meet all of you." She'd then purr to them. They all seemed considerably nice-- particularly Elizabeta and Feliciano-- which ordered her smile to be elemented somewhat cheerful.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]The kitten scented the air as she curiously trotted over, crystal orbs tracking the ground before she raised her chin once again to see Twilightpaw. "Hello, ma'am." The polite child greeted. "Name and purpose for being on Insignian borders?" She disliked the word 'business' as many did the word 'moist'. Asking someone their business was.. Just so bossy-sounding, Knittedkit disliked that sort of thing, the ragdoll kitten easing into a seat.




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    Edit;; ninja'd lol
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]Knittedkit couldn't help but gently wince at the language, paw lifting as she tucked her bottom slightly closer to the ground before dropping into a seat, whiskers twitching. "Miss, please! It's a blessing!" Knit assured, releasing her paw back to the ground with a sigh. The ragdoll shifted, rolling her shoulders as her ocean pools swishing from the ground and back up to her. Goodness. Why was she so angry/freaked out over this?




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]Oh my god. Knittedkit hated these morons, with a passion. They were all bubble-blowing, 'ss kissing, ridiculous fools. Or so she thought, both her and her parents, one opinion influenced on the young ragdoll kitten as she sauntered over warily, watching Nebulaheart with annoyance. She desperately had the urge to hiss the very words she thought, but nobody really peeked a problem here.




    ooc; Cobaltpaw's roleplayer continues to loudly sing songs in a skype call <<
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]The feline's lost actions were obvious, and so, Knittedkit swiftly chirped a, "Our territory is just right there, miss." Soon, she tossed her head straight ahead, where a large ship and beach was openly visible and clear. Hopefully someone could give the fellow a tour, she seemed somewhat confused right now, which led Knittedkit to offer, though she decided against it. The little one hadn't much experience either, after all.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]Similar twinkling ocean orbs dipped over Raya, and in just a moment, Knit appeared in front of her, having swiftly jogged over. "Hello, miss." The child started politely. "Name and purpose for being on Insignian borders?" The ragdoll Insignian then went on the inquire, falling into somewhat of a tense seat with ease.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]Friends? What a contrasting thread of thoughts Raya seemed to be trailing after. Unknowing to anyone, of course-- or at least Knittedkit, as she solemnly scuffled over, wide crystal gaze glancing up at all of them. What was happening? Her disability to read the entire note was something of fortune, but the goodbyes were clear. The poor guy. She quietly back away, tucked herself to the ground and closing her eyes momentarily-- that was what her father did when mother died-- and somewhat soon enough fluttered them back open.




    Face it; nobody knows if he's resting in peace or regretfully rotting with no consiousness. Her hopes were high for the serene death, tossing her orbs to all of them for a moment and then turning back to the corpse silently.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]"You can use it to tie the bad guys up!" Came Knittedkit's chirp as she jogged over, the ragdoll kitten's head tilted as mild excitement scraped her crystal orbs. She blinked it away, however, and instead her ocean pools were salted with curious interest as she gazed up at Luciano. Of course, she eased into a seat, and her attention returned upon the rope.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]"This is why everyone think you two would be adorable together." The five moon old piped as she strolled over, Knittedkit's gaze weaving along them both before the kiss broke and awkwardness rang, ending with Luciano fleeing of embarrassment. Yin had all the best, most adorable characters, Harper opinionated as the ragdoll feline dropped into an innocent seat.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]Knittedkit needs a guide. <3
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]That was a rather interesting thought, according to Knittedkit's beliefs. The ragdoll had heard this clan to be friendly, upbeat.. Optimistic! And.. Then there were Yin's characters. Not that the bad'ssery radiating off Matthew and Luciano was bad, of course, a twinkle in her crystal orbs as she trotted toward them. Amazingly enough, Harper was going to make an attempt to post more than every two years with Knittedkit, considering. Which then led the little feline to take a seat next to Midas Jay, ears swiveling with interest sprinkling curiosity into her diamond orbs. "Hi, everyone," Knit soon chirped. "What are we talking about?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: #d2d2d2;][size=7pt]Considering The Insignia's sandy beach and sparkling waters were picked dry of kittens, her choices were limited. And every kit she'd seen except one in particular we're inactive to the point where it was starting to hurt her face. But something that would hurt her face even more when it received a slap or palm was what she soon announced, the ragdoll's tail swishing nervously. "Hollykit? I'm challenging you to the pocky challenge!" Heheh.. Oh, god.




    That was when she glanced awkwardly down at what was actually a strawberry pocky stick-- mm.. Delicious.
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