Posts by coppermine.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]Turning to Shootingpaw, Calvaro blinked with amusement at the ignorant male. "Actually, I sent venomous carpenter ants to their territory yesterday, which, in my books, makes this not original."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]It appeared that Calvaro was the first to arrive from BloodClan. Taking a seat quietly, the antlered wolf would drop his all time favorite novel gently upon the ground as he awaited the event to begin.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]Calvaro slinked forward, his viridescent opticals surveying the scene before him. "I'll participate." The antlered wolf silently acclaimed with a brief nod his antlered head. This would be his first official sparring session in the clan .. hopefully he wouldn't screw up. Cal seemed to do okay during all the recent battles, so his chances were decent.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]ooo tracks silently bc bill

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]that would be awesome! would you want me to make the thread?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]Another raid? Hell yeah! Calvaro leaped to his paws and bounded towards the Dominion.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]Calvaro silenly walked forward in a tracking post.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]Calvaro didn't know Markedknight personally, but he was sure that the BloodClanner had been a great member of the clan's system. He would be avenged.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]To be quite honest, Calvaro had never played a game like this and personally never wanted to. Flicking his ears, the wolf decided not to participate and would stalk away. He would save his 'kissing' virginity for someone who he deeply cared about.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]Sorry for the late reply! I can make the thread if you want!

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]bump <3

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]it would be hard but, if you're up for it, i am too!

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]bump <3

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]Calvaro was absolutely clueless to what this was, yet nevertheless, he would pad forward to stand besides Lucifer in a silent track.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]Calvaro followed Attrition to the border mark, his viridescent optics surveying the scene with optimum precision. There had been so many raids and recent murders going on between BloodClan and its enemies that it seemed essential to presume caution.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]track

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]of course! that would be great! want me to make a thread?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]"A high position in an enemy clan deciding to join BloodClan? Even the slightest of sane can notice how sketchy this situation is." Calvaro remarked as he padded forward.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]Calvaro had to admit, this was a good gig, but the suspicion was still prevalent. "I'll keep a close eye on you." The antlered wolf addressed to the former RiverClanner.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px;text-align: justify; font; times new roman;]Another joiner? That was always good news. "Welcome to BloodClan." Calvaro padded forward before tilting his antlered head in a formal greeting.