Posts by CLOVE ?

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Clove was there, with a flowing, thin black cape attached around her neck. A tiara was on her head, which looked like it was made of structured obsidian.
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Share your own if you'd like! Clove's are;
Can't Stop Drinking About You by Bebe Rexta
Teen Idle by Mirana and The Diamonds
Blue Jeans by Lana Del Ray
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"Okay. Just trying to survive like the rest of you," She sighed, whipping her head around and throwing another knife out of her jaws.
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"Got it," Clove barked.
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Clove nodded and trotted off.
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"How are Anita and Javier? Are they alright?" Clove asked with a concerned scowl.
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Clove shifted into her jaguar body, drawing a throwing knife from her belt. She whipped her head forwards, releasing the weapon. Hopefully it would sail through the air, aiming for Yomi's neck or upper shoulders.
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"Yeah, I could teach you. Take a knife. I used to be a fight dog, ya' know." Clive barked, pulling a few throwing knives out of her belt.
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Clove was there.
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Hey, at least she looked decent. "Hello, Ramses," The canine said in a neutral tone.
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[ oh wow really
maybe I can make it then? ]
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The black sable german shepherd strode through camp, her usual scowl worn on her face. A few leaves crumpled under her paws, and she stared at them disdainfully. Winter was near, and winter brought cold and hunger and sickness. But for Clove, maybe it would even bring love. It scared her more than anything, the thought of it. Love could destroy her, ruin her. But then why did she desire it? It all confused her, so she just sat off to the edge of the camp to think.
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[ http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1804452.new#new ]
Clove gave a slight smile, sitting down.
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"No, but sometime this month would be cool." Clove shrugged.
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Clove head perked up when she heard her name called, along with Ramses'. "Thank you! And congratulations, everybody!" The German shepherd called, bounding up to go recover her bouquet.
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Clove looked up from where she was, almost with a startled face. Everything inside her screamed in terror. No! Deny him! He'll break your heart! Something howled inside her. But it was almost like there was a force, just pulling her towards him. She sat there with a poker face, unable to speak."I-I, uh..." She stammered. How would she do this? But just then, something clicked in her mind. Pure clarity overcame the ex-deputy.

It was obvious. Clove couldn't fight love any longer. How she always enjoyed being with him, one of the only ones she'd give her life for. The dog finally took a step forward, trying to gently nuzzle Ramses, tears brimming at the edges of her eyes. "Yes, Ramses. There isn't anyone else I'd rather go with."
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"Got it!" Clove said, grabbing her knives and bounding off.
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The jaguar darted into battle, having shifted into here battle form before showing up. She pulled a knife, snarling as she whipped it out of her jaws, throwing it with a malicious grin, aiming for Micheal's chest or shoulder. There was no stopping her from helping Breakdance as she stormed forward.
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"The tunnels sound cool. I have a few knives to carve pumpkins." Clove barked.
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"Nice one, Breakdance!" The melanistic jaguar called, picking up her knife and pulling it back on her belt with the others.
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