Posts by Littleroar I.I.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt]The cheetah sat outside the territory, perched on a tree. The happy male was interested in these clans: they were so interesting, with all their members. He didn't quite know it yet but he was the reincarnation of part of a soul of a cat who was a medical assistant in Thunderclan: those days were past, and he was just a loner. A simple, graveyard soul; a young male with shabby, perhaps a mousy appearance, but handsome all the same.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt]The nine month-old looked down at the other, then sprang down, tail streaming after him. "Why, hello! I'm not lost, miss," Littleroar said, a smile gracing his maw. "I'm Littleroar. This is Hawkclan... right? Well, uhm, I don't really live anywhere," He said, then paused, sitting back quietly. "Who're you?"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt]"I'm..." He started, then stopped, looking around. "Gosh, it's so pretty. You are, too." Soon after he said that, he looked embarrassed, and his ears burnt. "I mean... Uhm, well, if everyone is that pretty, maybe I should just join!" Littleroar laughed lightly, eyes dancing with excitement.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt]His eyes glimmered with amusement and as he sat down, his muscles poked through his back and he looked like the innocent, scrawny kid he was. "Well, betchya you're prettier, and they're all so jealous," Littleroar said, giggling a bit. "Are they your friends?"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt]Littleroar slipped over, stopping besides Sakura (after all, she was the only one he knew.) The cheetah apprentice just watched happily, unsure who all of these people were: it was a shame this 'shaman' guy had died. "Hey, congrats, Sakura!" The cheetah said.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt]The new member sat outside, jaws stretching wide as he yawned. Hawkclan was pretty cool, as Sakura had suggested when she met him: but nobody, he thought, was as pretty as her. Not yet, at least. "Meet and greet!" The cheetah hollered lightly.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt]He listened intently, though nothing really concerned him. In all honestly Littleroar was more inclined towards herbs than war, but he didn't say anything. It wasn't the right time for that.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt]"Hey, does anybody want to go search for herbs? Food? Just explore the territory?" Littleroar asked, tail twitching. Even though he was certainly new here, everybody was new to this territory and therefore he felt more comfortable.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt]The cheetah arrived next, tail high in the air. "I'm Littleroar, nice to meet you," The new member meowed, though he technically hadn't met the younger kid yet.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt](lmao it's okay! i just love plots)


    He blinked at her. "Hm. Yeah, you're probably prettiest. I'm sure they'd agree with me. Probably the lord himself would," He joked lightly, then changed subjects. "So you like medicine? That's nice. I do too, I'm not the best though."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt]"Hello, miss! Are you here to join?" Asked Littleroar, face bright and clean as he made his way over. The lean cheetah stopped in front of her, tail streaming behind him.