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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]The tigress sat up, and in an attempt to amuse herself, she answered, "Happily, yes. Only who I'm allowed to though, such as enemies, of course. Cat actually tastes better than most would think. It's not bad." Now she'd try to find some other animals to eat, such as snake and wolf. Didn't sound like a bad way to live the rest of her retirement.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]"Good, I suppose," she said with a small hiccup-like 'moop' at the end. "Though it wouldn't matter if you moop did or moop didn't." They'd, of course, still be there. "I think I moop like you. I think I'll call you Moop from now on." That'd be confusing for him, though that'd been why she had chosen the nickname. Yes, she was indeed a bit cruel. "Hm. I can show you around the moop field, if you want. I believe there are moop bees around." She remembered how she'd discovered that very clearly-- Ramonakit had gotten stung practically a million times and Palechild had tried to protect her.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]"Mmm, yum! Looks delicious," the tigress purred in a rumble, making her way over hungrily. "May I have that? You know, since it's dead and all, and otherwise it'll go to waste."

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]"So? I'm hungry. The apprentices haven't given me food yet." Probably because she scared them too much-- how amusing.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]Palechild had finally found herself her sword again and now didn't care enough about anyone else to not leave. This Clan stared at her way too much, didn't seem to care about her a whole lot and was very annoying. She had good reason to leave, especially when she realized how much she'd be giving up on if she seriously gave up the art of combat. She had so much potential, goals, dreams and was young enough to achieve them still. She stood at the border, wondering if anyone had followed her, waiting to see another cannibalistic murder.

"Palechild, you can't leave these people. They're your family-- your friends! They've always been by your side. You can't just abandon them now. We have to stay-- this is your home. It always has been and will be." She gave a growl at her zanpakuto. "Nonsense... These people don't care about me like they should." She wanted to enslave them and teach them how wrong they were about their boring, 'peaceful' ways. "So, I don't care about them. I don't even need them." Her sword gave a disagreeing grumble. Palechild would have to either restore they're relationship or extract her soul from the sword-- maybe even absorb it, as much as she'd hate that as it's emotions were nothing to her.

Palechild smirked, finding a twoleg thing she remembered reading about in a book. She messed with it when suddenly sparks flew and began setting a piece of wood on fire, causing her to jump back and crouch in surprise. Ah, too bad they can just easily rid of it. Maybe, if she was lucky, a few unfortunate people would find themselves in it. Hopefully not her family though.

Dropping a paper she had written on a bit away from the fire, she left, but the note read as the following:

Leaving off to SolarClan. Bring fox meat for Christmas. Tell Arthur to go fuck himself. <\3::::::/;))(
Hate everyone else except Stephen. Got you guys a nice present from your favorite elder. If you still love me come find me. A picture of a poorly drawn tiger sat near the words, though it looked good enough to be cute.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]On the back was a secret message for her mate, that of course said, 'I'm still your mate, Steph-Steph.'

/ forgot to include that part
all threads she's in are retro to this so
yeah xD I'm still continuing those.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]Twenty years and going strong
He's never kissed a girl besides his mom

After over 2 years of living in RiverClan, she had left, just like that. She hadn't even really said goodbye because she honestly hadn't cared too much. RiverClan was just... well, not her kind of place, plain and simple. She was much too chaotic and anti-clannish for that place. Maybe SolarClan would suit her better.

He's got a throw pillow from his favorite show
He wears a *ing fedora everywhere he goes

Palechild made her way over in a slight limp because over her stubby front leg. She wasn't exactly the silent hunter most tigers were supposed to be, but instead was very easy to find approaching because of her uncontrollable 'moops' that happened almost constantly and very often with only small gaps of silence between them. Still, not exactly stealthy, so she expected no trouble in finding someone to greet her.

I don't think this guy is on this world
He thinks that just being nice should get him the girl,
So now he'll complain about how he thought it should be:
"Why does this always happen to me?"

She was going to miss Stephen and the sound of his beating heart, his lovely scent... all their shared memories. She'd still visit though, it was just that her dreams could only come true outside of RiverClan. RiverClan offered her no advantages, no use, no nothing. The place had gotten old after a while, too. Most didn't seem to appreciate her cannibalistic ways, either.

She's stupid pretty, he's pretty stupid
Lost in the dark, trying to turn on the lights
He just wants the one, she wants something to bite tonight

She sat. RiverClan would now be behind her.

/ that title though xD

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]"Food moop. Lots of food." Yeah, she was almost constantly hungry nowadays. "But also to join so just moop go like 'yo accepted be-atch' so I can go get some moop and then go get more." It was a humorous way to greet a random stranger. She was totally going to be like this from now on. A smile appeared upon her face while a couple moops oddly burst from it.

At the other guy whom had a really good ninja for a roleplayer, she said, "Palechild Starke Synkka, former moop elder of RiverClan, hoping to moop join as a warrior while skipping moop the formalities because that's moop boring as crap." And her leg hurt, but that was normal. Her smile still remained on her face. Yes, this was totally her kind of Clan. Hopefully they had lots of sass.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]"The name's Palechild. Please excuse my random moops, I can't control when they happen... I..." How could she explain it? It was probably a rare thing since she hadn't ever seen anyone else with this problem. "I've had it since birth pretty much so yeah." Surprisingly though, her moops weren't what she had been known for in RiverClan.

Looking to Duststorm, she gave a swish of her tail. "Nope. I'm going to speak moop language now. Moop moop moop moop moop moop moop. Now that that's covered, can we go to camp? I'm hungry from walking all the way over here and my pawless leg is about to turn numb from walking." And she honestly wasn't comfortable flying. Too cold, especially in winter. That cat needs a sense of humor, and she'll find it if she hangs around me long enough. Yes, there was so much more to her than what met the eye. She decided she'd start off in SolarClan with a bit of a new identity-- yes, that'd be it.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]She smiled still, being a bit of a sadist. She sort of liked Duststorm's negative attitude currently. Maybe it was just her confidence stopping her from tearing out the feline's jugular vein violently, but for once she loved being called stupid-- maybe it was because it told her how easy others would be to manipulate here. She wasn't sure.

Then, suddenly a dragon darted towards her, and her eyes narrowed as she tried to duck and dodge it's first move. When she had received the wind's scents, however, she could see Toothless was one of these Clanners. RiverClan had pretty much all cats back at home, so it was interesting to see a little more diversity. Moops still escaped from her as she watched the dragon aim to paw at her, and so she let it, before releasing a rumble-- a purr-like noise.

Listening to the Japanese kid once again, moops spilling from her maw, she gave a nod and silently began to follow.

/ you could have him time-skip to camp if you'd like

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]Palechild was going to be awesome no matter what her stupid other half of her soul (which was trapped in her sword) told her to do. Currently, she was dancing with a large blanket draped over her shoulders, but compared to herself it was small. "Eh, anyone up for a random party around here?" she called out as she danced with the blanket swaying back and forth, before looking around for some Twoleg drinks. She didn't drink them often, but they were oddly and amusingly fizzy and bubbly, which was why she drank them.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]Palechild was very disappointed. Why couldn't they have more enemies? That sucked, but at least she learned that this Clan had some fiercely sassy members, and that was awesome! She grinned with a chuckle, giving her tail a flick while moops escaped her. Ah, the Clan her father had once been vice-leader of-- oh, wouldn't he be so proud of her now...

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]Palechild had become a SolarClan warrior when she had joined the Clan. She was eating a deer leg when she spotted what looked like Stephen, and she scented the air just to check-- and then she leaped to her paws, making her way over in a bit of a trot to try and ruffle her mate's head fur with her nose. A rumbling purr rose in her throat, a smile on her face. "Hello, Steph-Steph."

/ if it looks weird or something
or if there are typos
i haven't eaten yet x3

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]/ The Guide/Main Thread of the Tribe is here! :D

The tigress woke up in the camp of the Tribe: a Twoleg building. As always, she rested on the upper floor like everyone else usually would, and she had almost forgot that today she wasn't an Associate. She was the Chief of the Tribe by vote of her people - her recent people, anyways.

The former RiverClan and SolarClan elder silently traveled to the bottom floor - the Twolegs' lobby. She looked around, spotting the fresh-kill pile in its usual location. There wasn't too much more on it than small prey, sadly for her, but she had become accustomed to eating fish. At least there was a deer on the pile - she'd let the others have it though. A leader was supposed to be generous.

She took one chomp of the deer before taking up about three or five fish in her jaws. She looked to the entrance, exiting and resting by a nearby bonfire. It was a cold, dawn morning. Unusual for Spring, though that didn't matter. She began picking the fish's meat off of their bones hungrily.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]The tigress looked up from her food, a tendril of flesh dropping from her maw in a clumsy manner. Her ticks went off - "Moop," - though she didn't care. That was normal. "Hello." After a few seconds, another moop happened. "How have you been, then," she asked as more of a statement than a question. She licked her lips, picking up the piece of meat she had dropped and swallowed it again.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]"Nothing much. I felt hungry so I guess I'm first to eat today." No one needed to know about how she had taken a bite of that deer though. Not yet, at least. She blinked. "I had anticipated you'd tell me something about why you're wearing only one bracelet today?" she asked. Her tail flicked, curling around herself. It was what she did to feel fancy.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]/ this thread is old but so what haha

The tigress asked, "What kind of news, then?" She wondered why he'd bring her news - what could have possibly happened to be that important? Well, other than family matters.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]A roar echoed through the forest that held as long as a wolf's howl. The tigress's eyes always skittered, never kept straight, but for once they were straighter than usual. Her ticks went off as she neared. She completely ignored the borders simply because she thought she had a right to be here in the first place - besides, she couldn't just wait while she heard news that her daughter had died.

She shrugged aside some NPCs and blew invisible steam at anyone who came near the corpse of her favorite child, rumbling in fury... and then sadness...

Her eyes began shaking more. Her verbal ticks, those stupid 'moops', went off again. She had not been included on the letter... did her daughter not love her? She started to tear up, and tried to fight back her sadness. What is this feeling? It came so sudden and new - she was not supposed to have this emotion. She was not a complete soul. I'm sad.

She blinked, slumping to her haunches. She began to curl up beside her daughter, sides shivering. I'm so sorry. Her daughter... the daughter she had neglected. She had hardly been there to keep her safe, or help her in times of need. The world's cruel reality crushed her under its brutal weight and truth. Her arrogance began to crumple. You're gone... Why am I so...

The tigress rumbled in unhappiness, her eyes squeezed shut as she nuzzled her head against her daughter's shoulder.

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