Posts by Brokenpaw.

[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Emilie was going to have to side with Emma on this one. It wasn't hurting him, first of all, and he had stated quite clearly that it wouldn't be lit. Didn't they understand that? Padding over towards the group, Em would stop by Gale, shooting a grin in her friend's direction.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]"Emilie," the feline would introduce in a rushed post.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]"You're missing out," the tortoiseshell feline found herself giggling a bit, obviously joking although she couldn't help but think about how in a way he was in her mind. Painting was so much fun and a definite way to get out how you were feeling whether it be in harsh strokes or soft, calm ones. It helped; at least, in her opinion.

Glancing over to where he was working, she'd smile, dipping her own ivory paw into a bucket of paint that was a maroon in color, lifting her paw and placing it against the wall before slowly moving it in a circular direction, obviously trying to create a circle. Of course, it wasn't perfect, but it didn't look as bad as she had thought it might.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Well, the approaching tortoiseshell definitely hadn't enjoyed hearing that, although she was aware that the subject was one that needed to be approached with an informal session. She had liked the idea, anyways; more SunClanners needed to be aware of all this, even if she herself didn't enjoy talking or hearing about it. Coming to take a seat by Cal as well as Chloe, she'd offer the two a soft smile before glancing over towards Seafoam with a shake of her head. No questions here.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]"Hmm, let me think about it.." The girl would begin, tapping her foot lightly as she found herself pretending to have to think about it before looking up away from the ground and back towards him, leaning forward to whisper into his ear with a giggle. "No." Of course she was joking as she stood up straight again, allowing him to take the cone with a nod of her head to show that he really could have it. Of course she would let him have some; he had bought it and they were sharing it, sharing being the keyword.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]/ dooo ittt omg her reaction will be great

"I like it," she'd admit, grabbing the cone back and smiling as she took a bit, her face somewhat covered in the food as she giggled a bit. "Surprised no ones come up asking for an autograph yet." A large smile on her face, she would make a note of where this place was for next time.

[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]What was she drawing? Well, that was an easy question to answer as she glanced towards him out of the corner of her eye, smiling softly. "I'm just drawing a flower for now," she'd admit with a small shrug. It was just an odd colored flower, in all honesty, but that made it unique in her opinion. One of her favorite colors was maroon so it certainly represented her in some way as she dipped her back back into the redish color, going to fill in the somewhat messed up circle that had been created.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Emilie was technically a nurse but she didn't have much herb knowledge which caused her to be somewhat hesitant as she had been passing by, but the tortoiseshell quickly turned around and found herself heading in the groups direction, a small smile in place on her maw. "Hi there!" The female would murmur sweetly, coming to a stop to inspect Hermione carefully, wondering if there was anything she'd be able to help with. "What happened to you?" Em would ask, tilting her head to the side curiously.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]"Hey everyone," Emilie would greet as she came over, the title being why she personally appeared in this thread.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Em would come up beside Gale, taking a seat.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Noticing him move away, she'd look over towards his painting rather than him, a grin falling in place of the soft smile as she gave a large nod of her head. "I like it!" The feline would state in an enthusiastic manner as she gazed at it, quickly turning back to her painting to begin to draw the petals, dipping her paw in a violet coloring and making the petals rather messily, although they still looked cool as she worked away.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Em, personally, had nothing to say about this. She was just wondering what Gus would have to say about it, causing the nurse to make her way over, taking a seat by Lanny and Raven.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Finishing up her painting, she'd put her own paw print mark by her flower, smiling up at all the different paintings on the wall. They were all really neat in their own way and it was at times like this that Em found herself extremely glad to be apart of SunClan. It was such a friendly Clan. That was at least what she thought, although she was sure her opinion of her home could change at any moment if something bad were to happen. A sudden thought coming to mind, she'd twirl around to face the tom, opening her mouth to speak. "Have you found a room yet? If not, I can help you."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]Friends with Emilie?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]Thread with Emilie? c:

[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Ears flattening back as she caught that hint of anger, the tortoiseshell found herself wanting to give a roll of her eyes but she was able to control herself as she simply smiled softly, speaking up. "I don't mind. I'm a nurse; I wanted to help." There was a certain disappointment present in her words as she spoke carefully, glancing away from Hermione carefully as she drew in a deep breath. "Does anything hurt bad?"

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]could you? c: im about to go take a shower

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]thatd be awesome c:

[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;]Emilie just didn't really like the idea due to feeling as if they'd steal the doctors and nurse's work but she said nothing as she just nodded, turning away, stopping to make sure nothing else was to be said.

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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]"I'm Emilie," the tortoiseshell would speak up, introducing herself to the horse who she had just moments ago found out carried the name Sean. It would be cool to have a horse around honestly; unique animals were her favorites.

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