Posts by ín?ctív? ch?r?ct?rs

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I'm back y'all.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=Constantia][size=9pt]☆—[/size] [size=9px]Fireflies. The petite black and white she-cat remembered when she was very little, back when PhantomClan - The Civil then - still lived by a graveyard, she would run around chasing little bugs similarly to Dopsy. Crickets specifically. Raelyn watched in silence, clearly less affected by the appearance of the glowing insects, her large golden eyes observing more out of interest than wonder.

Silently, she curled her tail around her paws. "Fireflies," she corrected in a quiet, slightly-British accent.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=Constantia][size=9pt]☆—[/size] [size=9px]Wait what now? The petite black and white fem blinked, large golden optics flashing in confusion and alarm. A what attack? Walker. Quickly, the feline bolted through the asylum, sliding to a stop beside her clanmates, conjuring up knives as quickly as she arrived. She gripped the handle of one firmly in her jaw, eyes narrowed as her tail slashed side to side.

Are these things even alive? Without a word, Raelyn flung the knife at the closest walker, hitting the creature directly in the eye. It didn't sink in quite all the way and she cursed silently, nimbly dodging to the side when it swung a paw at her.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=constantia][size=9px]✿—[/size] [size=9px]A young, spotted feline sat on the border, large brown eyes watching the sky. This place was unfamiliar... Yet something about it called her, like it was her home. She didn't know what it was. As long as she had made the journey, she decided she would stay. Perhaps this was her home, though a part of her yearned for somewhere else unknown to her.

The sabre-fanged margay blinked as she regarded the poofy white clouds, head tilted lightly to the side. As the sun shone sank, the sky reflected the setting colors, a perfect canvas of blue and orange. How pretty... Yet still, she shuffled her paws, frowning, she thought it looked quite sad all the same. Could the sky feel sad? Perhaps not, she sighed, tail curling neatly around her paws.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=constantia][size=9px]✿—[/size] [size=9px]Those words. They sounded familiar. Repeated through time. The margay lowered her head away from the sky, large optics blinking as a small, friendly smile formed on her lips. "Halia," she said softly, "I'd like to join."
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=constantia][size=9px]✿—[/size] [size=9px]Well they were so nice and welcoming. Halia's eyes gleamed. "It's very nice to meet you all, thank you." She had no doubt she wanted this to be her home now. "Yes, I wouldn't mind a tour," she beamed at Spectrum, more than curious to see the new land that was her home.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=constantia][size=9px]✿—[/size] [size=9px]Well she recognized many from joining but trotted over anyway, a small smile on her face. "Hello, I know we already met, but for anyone who doesn't know, I'm Halia." The saber-toothed margay's voice was soft, but light and friendly.

[ lame post is lame - mobile ]
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=constantia][size=9px]✿—[/size] [size=9px]The margay was not a shy feline, yet most certainly not outspoken either. With a small smile, the spotted, saber-toothed fem trotted over. She was one of those new Shadowclanners - she doubted she would remember anyone's name anytime soon, but it was worth introducing herself at the very least. "I'm Halia," she spoke softly in warm tone.

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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=constantia][size=9px]✿—[/size] [size=9px]Halia was still very new to ShadowClan. The spotted, sabre-fanged feline did not know the place, or her new clanmates well, but she was more than content to be here. Exploration brought the curious margay to the basin, watching the waterfalls with wide-eyes filled with wonder. Of course, it was little to match the way her face lit up as she passed the native flowers of ShadowClan's forest.

As she padded along towards the shallow, clear waters, little flowers followed her steps, blooming as her paws left the ground.
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https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2358240.0
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=constantia][size=9px]✿—[/size] [size=9px]With a small smile on her face, the margay glanced around camp, watching her clanmates pass by and go about the daily activities. There was something special about being a part of a clan she supposed; a unique feeling of belonging one couldn't feel on their own. Like you were part of a big family of unique individuals that despite being different, worked together to accomplish their goals.

She liked it here.

Now it was time to get to know everybody. The saber-toothed margay was awfully fond of the basin, finding the waterfalls relaxing, and the shallow water fun to be around. She wasn't typically one to speak without first being spoken to, but she'd have to make an exception. "Meet and greet at the basin," she called out, though her voice was rather soft. "We're gonna play a game."

Without another word, the girl trotted off to arrive first at the shallows, beaming. As she walked, little flowers bloomed where her feet touched the ground, a pair of large brown optics gleaming. This will be nice, she mused, paws splashing in the water, eager to get to know everybody in a more fun way.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=constantia][size=9px]✿—[/size] [size=9px]Oh, she hadn't said her name! The margay flushed at the realization, but grinned happily as she listened to her clanmates introduce themselves. "I'm Halia," she replied, tail curling neatly around her paws, seemingly undisturbed of getting wet. "Should we wait a little before playing? I can tell you the rules now, or... Maybe we should wait so I only say it once..." Halia's ears flicked back sheepishly. It wouldn't be very fun to repeat herself she supposed.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=contatnia][size=9px]⌛—[/size] [size=9px]Raelyn had never cared for meet and greets, finding them only useful when she was behind when it came to knowing faces and names. She'd been here when they lived in the graveyard... It made the girl feel old, yet she wasn't very, but periods of inactivity left her far behind. With a flicking ear, the petite black and white feline padded over, large golden optics clearly distant. She didn't want to be here. To be social. She wasn't friendly, and she could care less about everyone here.

"Raelyn," the quiet, somewhat British-accented civilian said, tail twitching. "Holmes," she added a beat later, then sitting a good few feet away from the group, similar to Mikaela. She held no interest here, unless spoken to, but even that wouldn't warrant her complete attention.
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I feel like friendship is possible, but they might clash a bit.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=constantia][size=9px]✿—[/size] [size=9px]"Hello Candy," she answered, deciding that now might be good. "The game is called "Sit Down If", she announced, a fairly excited gleam in her eyes. "It's very similar to 'Never Have I ever', in which someone says 'sit down if' and something like 'if your favorite color is blue', or something like that. Whoever's left standing at the end wins, and starts us over."

"Do you all want to play?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=constantia][size=9px]✿—[/size] [size=9px]Halia had never heard anything like that before, but it sounded interesting. "May I help?" The saber-toothed margay asked softly, a warm smile on her face. She didn't really know Spectre, or any of her clanmates very well yet, but she wanted to help get Spectre a chance at getting a wish granted. It'd be faster too, if there were more paws working at once.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(), auto;][font=constantia][size=9px]✿—[/size] [size=9px]Nobody was asking questions yet! The margay blinked her large, brown eyes as she padded over, a warm, friendly smile on her face, though it grew distant for a moment, before seemingly snapping back to the present. "I'm Halia, it's nice to meet you," she said softly, "what's your favorite flower?" This was a question and answer afterall. Maybe she could make a flower crown out of his favorite flower too, that sounded like a fun idea to her.
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