Posts by Gunshower ???

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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    Gunshower was out on a run. She loved to run free and chase the wind. She raced across the moor. Paws thundering the ground as she moved along. But, she soon felt dizzy. Lite headed. Stumbling she rolled head over tail until she stopped. But, when she woke up, well, she was looking at herself. Laying limp on te ground. "What the.. Wait.. Am I.." A scream escaped her but it cut short as she realized it was a weird sound.


    Looking down, she realized she had hooves. She was a buffalo. A water buffalo. How in the name of stars had this happened?


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    Gunshower watched the family reunion and frowned. Her family needed one of those.


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    Arriving with ease, she sat down and curled er tail over her paws. "Hello? Name and business on Windclan lands please." She aske with a calm voice. Her pretty gray eyes watching him with uncertainty. Trusting was not her thing now a days.


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    So, this will be done as a sort of audio journal type of thing. Tracks are welcomed. Also, these May or may not be done in order as I have muse sometimes and not other. So if it hits me with muse I will do it first! So please bare with me! Also, typos are common as I am moble all the time now a days!



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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    INTRODUCTION;;
    BODY BUILT LIKE A PHANTOM!!
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    ((Gunshower Explains Herself))


    "Gun, given to me for the mimic appearance I have to my father. Shower, given to me for my love of the rain. I am different than the others. I have a fire in my soul that burns no matter the cost."


    A ruddy brown female with eyes of gray water. Always smiling, a determined smile. Yeah, that is me in a nutshell. The cat that never gives up. I have always been defiant of wrong doings. Always fighting for the rights of my brothers and myself. Life hasn't always been easy ether. No.


    I had some difficult times. Yeah, if that explains it. Where do I begin? My kit hood sounds right. I was born in Thunderclan to Rushpaw. Yeah. I'm half clan. I am part Thunderclan and part Riverclan. My father is Gunslinger. We didn't know him until a few moons of age. That isn't what we are here for though.


    I spent my apprentice moons in Riverclan. Learning how to be the best warrior I could. I had my first kids as an apprentice and was made a warrior shortly after. I made my first major mistake then as well. I hose my kits over my clan. They branded me a traitor and I had to leave.


    I wasn't let free without trouble. A few NPC members clawed me up as I ran. I fled to the loner lands for a few days but could not heal myself. I soon ended up in Windclan. Benedict. He saved my life. He allowed me to stay. Forgave my mistake. He carried me to camp and took me to the healers.


    They saved me and gave me a second chance. I woke up bandaged and in the care of my mate, Undetectedskies. He was worried I wouldn't wake. Ah. Friends.


    Some judge me on my past. Others judge me based on me. For those that do judge me on my past, well, watch me blossom buttercup. For the rest, we can be friends. My trust is very hard to earn but easy to break. So, don't cross me. I don't take kindly to that. At all. Also, as for emotions. I don't normally share them.


    Why? Because I don't want anyone worrying over me. I can handle myself. Got it? Simple and to the point. Like me. Is it wrong? Maybe. I just don't have time for that kind of thing. Who does? My past lives? Hahaha! I have only ever had one life. This one I live now. I have never died. Although I should have.


    I'm sure you are wondering what I mean by that. Let me tell you. As a kit my family was hit with greencough. Mother and brother died but I lived. As an apprentice I almost drowned in the rapids. My dad saved me and lost a life. See what I mean? I should be dead twice over.


    My brother reincarnated. Only to die again. Enough of that. I hate that topic. You want more about me though. Am I right? Oh goody. I feared that. I really wasn't supposed to talk about me this much. In all honesty I just don't think I'm that special. I don't know what to say really. I have had two litters after my first. I love them all dearly but they are all so distant.


    I wonder often what it would be like to be more important. Yeah, I do. Silly, right? I know. I know it's hard to understand. I want to live up to my fathers image as, well, I am his mimic. I look like him but with gray eyes. Funny thing. I used to hate that tom. I did hate him for most of my life. Sadly.


    I forgave him for his mistakes. He was young and we all make mistakes don't we? We must learn to forgive and forget. It's part of life. I want to talk about my siblings. First is Acidrain. We were very close as kits. He left as an apprentice to join Radicalclan. Heaven knows why. I miss him so much. Then there is Thunder. He died a long time ago. We were very close and I'm not sure we were related at all. Weird.


    Torn. We never for along at first. Torn is Tony now. Yeah. After during twice he sorta helped me change. He changed. We actually get along now. A lot better at that. It didn't matter to me. But to be fair, I like it better this way. Us being siblings through spirit. It's better for us.


    Ah, powers. Yes, I have three. The first I got was an ability to glow. I glow green. Useful if I want t spook algae. Pointless otherwise. Then my second power came. I can grow flowers, white roses at that, with my paws. Again, useful or entertaining kids. Pointless other wise. My third power is the best. Multiple possessions.


    My first new body was that of a water buffalo. Not all that attractive. My second body was better looking. A Peregrine falcon. Now that was a beautiful body. Still is. Pets. Ah yes. I have one and I love him dearly. He is my baby in a way. Although I'm sure he disagrees. He seems to think he takes care of me.


    His name? Tiku. What is he? Don't freak out on me here guys. He is a king cobra. A 17 foot long king cobra mind you. Yeah. He could kill me I know.


    I'm not scared at all. He won't hurt a fly unless I tell him to. Anyways, I'm done for the day. I'll talk to you another time. Bye.


    WORD COUNT ; 962
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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    A the cub hopped on her back, she laughed. "Well, hello there." Turning her gaze to Vintage, she blinked. "I think.. It's multiple possessions. My body is under that shrub where I fainted at," she admits shyly as she looks at her hooves. "Just wish I could be.. Er.. Not a buffalo?" She laughs before nodding. She broke a lot of her self made rules for Vintage. "I'd love one. Care for a ride sense I'm toting a cub anyways?" She offers with a chuckle.


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    Little girl with life ahead.


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    "I'm not sure. It's Twolegs dancing music. I just like it. It's a pretty and rhythmic sound." She answers as she slides the snacks out. "Let party! Even groumpy gills Lies is welcome," she teased with a wink. Swaying her hips softly.


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    Her bloodless got to her and she chuckled. "No.. I was flying!" She opened her good eye and instead of seeing Lucy, she spotted Rushpaw. Picturing her instead of Lucy. "M..mom? H..how are.. You alive? Or.. Am I.. Dead?" She croaked as she lifted her head. Patched up, but still clearly losing her mind. Her one remaining eye was fixed on the medicine cat. "You haven't aged mom.. Still so beautiful.. Like. Like you were.. When I was a kit.." She mews with a cough. A bubble of blood at the corner of her mouth.


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    Little girl with life ahead.


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    "I'll try." She mews padding after the others.


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    Gun arrived and shook out her pelt. Stepping forward, she looked right at the Director. "I am trying for the Chief of Medicine." Padding to Gwen, she sat calmly. "What do you think killed the loner?" Lowering her head, she scented the body. Sitting back up, she shook her head. "I don't smell Poison. But I do smell Twolegs. I believe they had some part in it. Maybe." She admits.


    //hope it's okay I posted.


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    She can be an ordinary seaman if you need one lol


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    Not sure if that's him or not. He was related to cropcicles family. I can find out.


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    Oh, no I was talking about Gunshower.
    As for being in Windclan, everyone is welcome :)


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    Had he been a grown warrior, she would have snapped at him. But he was a pip and she found it amusing. "Hello to you to! Yeah. I'm not a small think huh? I'm a cow, literally." She replied with a chuckle. Twitching a weirdly long, well to her, ear. Her now brown eyes warm and friendly.


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    "He comes after you, and I'll trample the life out of him with my buffalo body. Warriors word. If you feel nervous, well, I'll keep a watch over you." She states with a nod. The ruddy brown female blinked her beautiful gray eyes. "Like a sort of body guard. Just call and I'll be there." She offered with a twitch of an ear. Not that she felt he wouldn't handle himself. She just wanted him to feel safe.


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    "If you want to see your friend, I will take you on visits." She offers as she put a paw over her to attempt to pull her into a tender hug. A comfort at best. "I understand. My dad is in another clan. So are my brothers and kids. But I visit. It saddens me. But, you know something. I know I have people that love me right here." The wise warrior mews sweetly.


    Taking a moment, she spoke. "A beautiful girl like you has such potential." She adds with a sweet voice. Looking up at Lily, she smiled softly at the warrior.


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    ((She got attacked on Windclan lands, and left in Riverclan for dead.))


    "I have only two places I think she could be in I she is alive. Riverclan or.." She trembled at that thought. Shaking her head as she continued. "Or the Insignia. The fox scent held a mix of both." She replies softly. She had no clue that her daughter would be where fate left her mangled body at.


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    Mocked by man to depths of shame
    Little girl with life ahead.


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    "I'm Gunshower. Hope you enjoy your time," she mews with a dip of her head.


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    Little girl with life ahead.


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    "I see. She is pretty. I have a companion. Most call him a pet, but he isn't. He is named Tiku. Er.. I won't say what he is as he tends to freak most people out." She replies with a smile. "If she likes you, she may travel with you as a close friend. Just be nice to her." She adds with a friendly purr.


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    Little girl with life ahead.


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    "Don't worry. I won't let that happen. I swear." She wouldn't. She was taking on the role of Bodyguard to the male. Nothin special or clan worship worthy. But she didn't seek that life. She was a warrior at soul and a protector to her clan.


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