Posts by DAMON ?!

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]The tiger narrowed his gaze at Auroradweller. "My relationship with Darkskies is nothing but friendship. That is all we were ever meant to be and I am here for her and my children. This is Flight of Sparrow, one of my daughters with Darkskies." Damon nodded stiffly and formally at the deputy before clearing his throat and shifting himself protectively in front of his tiny daughter, olive gaze protective. Since Sparrow had grown up without a "mother" persay, Damon had taken over the role of the "protective mama bear" and replaced it with "protective papa bear". He had protected her for ten moons and he wasn't about to stop now. [/justify][/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]Damon threw his fiancée a warning glance and then turned his head back to the StormClannner. "Forgive us. We have travelled a long way and we just want somewhere to rest without being questioned. What happened with Darkskies and myself was almost a year ago - before I even knew Starjelly. And I am faithful to her now. Now yes - I would like to get a tour of the camp and then find a place for me and my family to rest and then I would like to speak with my friend Darkskies."[/justify][/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]Hearing his daughter's confused voice, he let his olive gaze fall to her identical, unfocused ones. "Yes, baby. Your mother and I are just friends."

That was when his attention was caught by a movement out of the corner of his eye. It was her. Finally. He smiled at her softly, feeling the rush of memories come back. He had liked it - it was the first time he had ever liked anyone. She was something special. He almost thought he could have loved her. But looking at her now, although there was a rush of emotion, he didn't feel the beat of his heart quicken like it used to and he wasn't really nervous at all. He didn't like her like that anymore.

To say he didn't love her would be a lie. She was the mother of his children and every woman he had ever had children with would always hold a special place in his heart. Darkskies was different. She was more caring and kind and mature. Wasn't a whore. So of course he loved her. But it was only because she was family now.

"Yes, I'm here," He'd announce after clearing his throat. He watched her for a moment, the way she moved, the way she instantly looked at Flight of Sparrow. Their child. To say Sparrow had grown would be a stretch. Damon remembered the day he brought her home and looking at her now, of course she had grown into her body a little bit more but grown? He wouldn't use that word. Mature maybe - but now grown.

He then had the pleasure of watching the girl he used to love greet the girl he was madly in love with now. It was a tad bit awkward, to say the least. The tiger glanced at Stargit, wondering how she would react and leaned into his fiancée softly. It was so soft and quick that if you just looked, you wouldn't know that they had even touched. But Damon knew she would feel it. At least, he could feel his skin burning where they had touched. There was always electricity when he was close to her.

He chuckled slightly as Star began to ramble and then switched his olive gaze back to the black female in front of him. "I stepped down from Prime General of the Tribe of Burning Dreams and I am here to request to join. Starjelly was my General so she is now the Prime General and before I left, I proposed to her. So she is requesting a dual-alliance." He gave a wide smile and then raised a brow. "I hear you're not Darkstar anymore?" He would make sure to ask her about that later.

The father lovingly watched as Sparrow did her cute little waddle all the way away from him and to Darkskies. She watched as she trembled in her place and then burst into tears, embracing her mother. Damon pursed his lips, trying not to be overflowed with even more emotion. Honestly, he hadn't been sure of how his daughter would react to seeing Darkskies, but it went well.

"As for Flight of Sparrow, she can travel back and forth with Star to the Tribe of Burning Dreams and StormClan, or she can stay here. It is up to her."[/justify][/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]There were a lot of things he regretted. He was regretted tricking Darkskies into getting drunk and sleeping with him. He regretted leaving half of their litter behind in StormClan, he regretted not giving his children enough attention, but most importantly, he regretted not telling Darky how he felt when he had the chance.

He loved her. But now he was in love with another and dedicated to her. And to be back here with the mother of his children again ... well, it was hard. But he would find a way to make it work. He owed it to everyone to figure this out. He would reconnect with his children, he would get married to Stargit, and he would ask Darkskies for her forgiveness and try to be friends with her.

There were other things he wished to speak with her about, as well. She had stepped down and so had he. He wanted to know why she did. He wanted to hear about how she was feeling. Last time they had talked she had revealed to him that she was very sick. He wanted to know how that was going. He just wanted to talk to her.

The tall, muscular feline made his way over to her den, where he figured she would be resting. "Darky," he called out, "it's Damon."[/justify][/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]The tiger had gotten the note adn had smiled to himself the whole way to meet her, happy to see her. He had woken up without her and had wondered where she had gone but now that he got to see her he was ecstatic.

The ex-Prime General padded up to her slowly, taking a seat in front of her and leaning in to press his cheek against her starry one. "Hello, my love. What do you need?"[/justify][/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]Well, he wasn't going to lie, that took him by surprise and his mouth opened in reaction to it and he scrambled to shut it. He honestly had no idea how weddings worked either and he was just as clueless as his fiancee in this situation. The tiger lifted a paw to brush his own ear in confusion and shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, uh, babe, I don't know. Didn't you ever imagine your dream wedding? What do you want it to be like? What kind of food, ceremony, where, who are you inviting, all that stuff."[/justify][/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]Of course he would notice. He had noticed when he met her at the border. He had noticed as soon as she presented herself to him and his fiancée. And it tugged at his heart a little bit. The last time he saw her like this ... well, actually - he hadn't ever seen her pregnant. It just happened, and then he saw her when she gave birth. So seeing her here, like this, made a lump form in his throat. This was what she must have looked like when she was carrying his children.

But wait, she looked so much ... healthier. He had remembered her saying that she thought she was getting better the last time she was pregnant. Maybe carrying children actually gave her a glow, actually made her not so sick. Made her feel better. The tiger tilted his head, letting his deep olive gaze travel intricately over her plump, healthy body. She looked good.

Damon forced himself to pull his orbs off of her body and realized that his body was heating up in embarrassment. He had been staring. "I, uh - I ... hi," he stuttered, swallowing down the lump in his throat. Oh, god, without the alcohol, he was so vulnerable and such a blubbering idiot around her. How was he? "I'm, uh, well I'm good. Still getting used to not being leader." He shrugged, lifting a paw to scratch the back of his head nervously.

"I see Froggy made his move?" He chuckled, although the sound was a feign playful and more of an irritated comment. [/justify][/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]So he was a little late. Nice. The tiger approached slowly and quietly, taking a seat a couple of feet away from Darkskies, the only one he knew here. The oversized wildcat closed his eyes and listened to the guy that was hosting this meeting, trying to understand what he was saying. [/justify][/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]The tiger approached slowly, watching the younger male. He took a step forward and tilted his head, lifting a paw, attempting to place it on the middle of the tom's back to move him into the right position. "May I?"

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]"Welcome to StormClan, then." As far as he knew, they had an auto-acceptance policy. The tiger took a seat next to Stormpaw, who he did not know yet, and gave a smile to the kitsune. "My name is Damon."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]The muscular tiger was sitting in the middle of the StormClan camp, claws digging into the earth and tail lashing. Recently, he had been very uncomfortable here. He hadn't seen his daughters or his son since he had gotten here and he had absolutely no idea where Flight of Sparrow or Starjelly were. And he had talked to Darkskies, but was honestly rethinking his whole reasons for coming here.

And not only that, but he didn't know anyone here besides his family. Not that he really wanted to meet anyone else, but he might as well. "Meet and greet," he called out, deep voice ringing through the small area. His face was serious and honestly very uninviting.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]Wow, she looked rough. Damon padded up to the tiny female, blinking down at her. She looked scared as hell, although he wasn't a very good judge of character. The tiger cleared his throat and slid down to lay on his stomach, reducing the scariness that his size often brought to others. The ex-leader tilted his head and gave her an uncomfortable smile. "Hey, Lessa?" He didn't know who she was but Larkpaw had called her that so he was guessing that was what it was. "My name is Damon. It's nice to meet you."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]Damon took a seat in a track post. Maybe he would get an apprentice.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]He was finally here. The trek from StormClan through the desert of DarkClan's territory had been rough. But he had finally made it was standing confidently in front of the buildings that made up their camp. The tiger hoped they wouldn't be angry with him for ignoring their borders and basically walking straight up to their home. But honestly, he would have rather been standing here than in the blistering heat of the desert. This summer was too hot for his liking.

For now, Damon took a seat and stretched his legs, rolling his shoulders, and all of that good stuff as he tried to relax.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]hey there, i'm new to darkclan! & i just want to say that your graphics are soo pretty!

could you do damon? he is a bengal tiger with olive eyes & he's huge

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]Maybe friends with Damon? I guess either is good o.o

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]Friends with Damon?

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]Damon could be like a protector of sorts for her. It could be like a 'begrudging friendship' bc he is so closed off n stuff and she could like bring out his fun side and make him open up.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]The new member of DarkClan padded over and took a seat, unsure of where to sit or what to say, so he ended up sitting by himself and just keeping his mouth shut.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]To be perfectly honest, he wasn't quite sure what he was doing. Right now he was just wandering the halls, trying to find something to occupy his attention. He missed Starjelly a lot. He wanted to get married son, but he wasn't sure quite how to get it done, especially with them living in different Clans and all. It was hard, but they were figuring it out.

The tiger strode down the hallways, his large feet making a loud 'thudding' sound whenever he took a step.

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