Posts by Imaginaryflowers

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    [size=20pt]I M A G I N A R Y K I T !?[/size]


    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]The tom kit lay on the ground near the boarder. Talon marks in his side as he lay there in a small pool of blood. Bright blue eyes were closed and his breathing slowed. He seemed dead, his bright white pelt was stained red. He was in need of help and he wanted to get back to camp. The son of the king, the prince of imagination. He was helpless and why?




    Simple. He was deaf. The pink nose twitched as he opened a blue eye. White cat, blue eyes. Almost always a curse. He hadn't escaped the curse. No. The curse of being deaf was why he hadn't heard the hawk. Hadn't been able to escape. Now he wanted his dad. That was it. His dad.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

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    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]Imaginarykit didn't know what to think as a white canine arrived. Was he about to die or be saved? He wondered this as his other blue optic opened to fix on the pup. Wait a second. He was just a pup? That meant one thing, at least to him it did. He was not under attack from this male. Then, the scent of his home reached his nose. That was when he noticed the mouth moving. He was speaking to him and the tom didn't understand.




    "I.. I don't understand. I.. I cant hear you." He mews in a faint and broken voice. It was clear he didn't use his voice as he didn't hear. The snowy tom stained red struggled to lift his head. He hated being deaf. He wanted to hear the male talking.




    "Home..?" He mews as he looks at his older brother. That was who the new arrival was right? His brother in some way. He hated that he couldn't here the almost silent whisper that was his own voice. Though, if he could, it would be a hoarse whisper that was hard to understand if you weren't paying any mind.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

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    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



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    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

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    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]Threads with the deaf son of the Skeleton King? Lol that is kinda cool to say.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

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    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]The deaf tom arrived near his father, Ymir. Pausing to tilt his head and look at the tunal. He wanted to explore, but he knew it was a bad idea. He could get lost and wouldn't hear them calling for him. He could die down there. Stepping back, he shook his head no at the idea.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

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    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1910939.0
    hate to double post but Witch or Spell needed
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    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

    [size=20pt]I M A G I N A R Y K I T !?[/size]


    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]The deaf tom walked over as he had noticed a group gathering. He hadn't a clue what was happening so he took a seat near Otis. His white pelt gleaming min use a few small Bandaged places. His blue eyes glowing bright above his pink nose. He could see mouths moving and he couldn't hear the words. So, he looked to Otis for guidance.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

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    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]The kit was to young to remember the ocean. He didn't know they had even lived near an ocean really. So, he didn't know how the female felt, not that he ever would. He would never hear stories of the ocean home or battles of the past.




    He was sure of that much. He was never going to hear the stories of elders. He was deaf for ever. There was no fixing that.




    So, the deaf male stood on the shore watching. Head tilted in wonder.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

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    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]Was he a brat? He didn't speak much, as he couldn't hear. No. He couldn't be a brat. So, he appeared and took a seat to the side. Head and ears low. He hadn't a clue what was being said and he felt so alone.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

    [size=20pt]I M A G I N A R Y K I T !?[/size]


    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]The male arrived and blinked at the owl. He stepped back nervously until he noticed a note. Looking down to it, he remembered he couldn't read. The deaf tom shuffled nervously and looked back to the owl apologeticly.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

    [size=20pt]I M A G I N A R Y K I T !?[/size]


    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]The male appeared and sat near Otis. Being deaf made this situation weird for him. He couldn't learn the names of anyone. No. He didn't even know if anyone knew his name. He hoped his father, Ymir wasn't it, had told someone.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

    [size=20pt]I M A G I N A R Y K I T !?[/size]


    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]Shipping for Imaginary?[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

    [size=20pt]I M A G I N A R Y K I T !?[/size]


    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]The kit was here as was usual. But he was still hanging back. Watching. Confused and alone. He didn't understand any of that.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

    [size=20pt]I M A G I N A R Y K I T !?[/size]


    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]As soon as Otis arrived, he let his head fall down. He suddenly felt safe again, with his caretaker here beside him. The tiny tom didn't know how bad he looked. But he got a feeling it wasn't good. Otis looked frightened by the scene.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

    [size=20pt]I M A G I N A R Y K I T !?[/size]


    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]The little tom kit nodded and focused on the mouth. Wanting to understand and fully trusting Otis. He said watch the mouth. So, he would watch everyone's mouth.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

    [size=20pt]I M A G I N A R Y K I T !?[/size]


    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]Imaginary joined the group and took a seat. Remembering to read the mouth to understand. It was hard, but he was getting it.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

    [size=20pt]I M A G I N A R Y K I T !?[/size]


    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]He arrived in time to see the huge female leave. His heart skipped a beat as he watched her. She dwarfed him.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

    [size=20pt]I M A G I N A R Y K I T !?[/size]


    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]He bound over next to Otis. Taking a seat near the male. He tilted his head and blibked. He would have to watch.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat

    [size=20pt]I M A G I N A R Y K I T !?[/size]


    Imaginarykit // 5 moons // Male // Skullclan // Kit // Domestic // hover for powers // attack in Bold Pink



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]The kit didn't feel special, despite being treated so. He had no powers. Nothing to help him. Nope. He was just a deaf tom cat. A lonely deaf tom cat. He felt so alone. So very alone. No one seemed to understand how hard it was to be deaf. They tried to. Oh how they tried to. Yet, sad as it was, they never would get him completely.




    He could hear in his dreams. He could understand. He would put voices with people when he dreamed. He didn't feel alone then. Today though, he was changed. He was still deaf. Very deaf. But his eyes were different. They were glowing, blue of course. Nothing majorly bright. No. Enough that his eyes seemed to pop and look like waters moving.




    Yet, surprise, he hadn't a clue.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere #imaginethat