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  • as many times as i blink i think of you / p, ichor

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 430px][size=8]Offering a light smile, he tucked the willow leaf neatly under the paper so that it was outlined in the center of the scrap, before lightly sketching the pencil over where the willow leaf was. With that, the markings of the willow leaf, from the veins to the little indents, let itself sketch onto the paper. "I'm not sure what it's called, but I once managed to sneak into a human school, and this was the activity they were going." Leaf rubbing or something? Outrage actually didn't know either, she hadn't really done it herself, but it was a thing and looked pretty cool to see.

  • ( never to touch and never to keep // p, monroe )

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 430px][size=8]He gave a chuckle at her soon-to-be's altogether, slightly raising a fictional brow. He wasn't sure whether to have a serious conversation with her about how he felt about it or to just blow it off as 'it's cool'. Eh, he trusted her, so answered indecisively, "To be honest? Frightening. That mostly just goes to the fatherhood, though," Even though it still kind of applied to being a husband. Being a dad seemed much scarier. "But I'm still looking forward to it all." Ah.

  • ( outside it starts to pour // p, noisemonster )

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 430px][size=8]Chillaxing in one of the main tents, despite not having to, Ichor looked approachable enough and, sadly, bored. Rolling onto his side in a lay, he gazed about with his single crystalline optic.

  • IN SECRET PLACES (promos + announcements) WE DON'T FIGHT FAIR

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 430px][size=8]"I can go to Solarclan and Tidalclan," He offered soon after. "And accompany you to The Skulls, if that's fine." Hopefully that wasn't too much. He didn't think so, but whatever Shatterproof would allow he'd go ahead and get done. Of course, for now he'd stick around until the meeting was dismissed or obviously over.

  • ( never to touch and never to keep // p, monroe )

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 430px][size=8]Pixie? Ah, "I haven't really directly talked to her or really acknowledged it since she was adopted. I probably should and all, but I still sort of see her as a friend, but maybe I'll grow into it," He shrugged. "Modey just kind of suddenly adopted her yesterday or so, I didn't get any say, but she really is a great kid." He'd agree, smiling. He appreciated her saying he was a good father to Pixie, nonetheless. "You know, if anyone, I would've guessed you would have adopted her. You two seem close,"

  • ( if you are alone // open; glitteringclan alliance request // come forth now )

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 430px][size=8]The commander patiently stood at their borders, ignoring the foreign scent, posture formal even as typically was and the cocoa tabby's features drawn into a neutral state. The brown tabby wore an eyepatch, though his other capable eye was a crystalline blue, scanning for anyone who may have been coming along to find him.

  • ( let y[o]ur faith die // glitteringclan alliance request // bring your wonder

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 430px][size=8]The commander patiently stood at their borders, ignoring the foreign scent, posture formal even as typically was and the cocoa tabby's features drawn into a neutral state. The brown tabby wore an eyepatch, though his other capable eye was a crystalline blue, scanning for anyone who may have been coming along to find him.

  • ( if you are alone // open; glitteringclan alliance request // come forth now )

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 430px][size=8]With a twitch of his tail, he offered a faint smile as a sign of friendliness. "I'm Ichor. I've been sent from Glitteringclan to request an alliance," He spoke, trying to sound casual on the clan name. Mmh.. Hopefully that wouldn't make them sound prissy or anything. He really thought they should change it, but whatever Shatterproof liked, he supposed.

  • JOINING > I AIN'T NO HOLLABACK GIRL

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 430px][size=8]"Hello," Ichor spoke up, taking a few steps toward the cub. Sheesh, he'd heard her the first time. Nonetheless, he'd gotten here quicker as she repeated herself. "Name and business?" Easing down into a seat, he warily kept his crystalline optic on her, the other veiled by an eyepatch of course. He assumed she was joining, but you never knew. Sometimes, though, you might as well just ask for the name and say welcome, 'cause it was generally obvious.


    / ninja'd lol

  • HOW CAN WE GET NEW MEMBERS? (ooc)

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 430px][size=8]omg range that's so frickin cutee <33 hella nice job on that 0:


    & ooh, maybe have like, a camping sort of thing with glitteringclan and all it's allies. they could do activities like roasting marshmallows and painting and stuff like that,, ?
    credit to rangestart, she suggested that a while ago!

  • JOINING > I AIN'T NO HOLLABACK GIRL

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 430px][size=8]*. The mom kicked this kid out? That was messed up, without a doubt, and Ichor's tail twitched. "Well, welcome to Glitteringclan, Retrocub," He forced a warm smile onto his features. "I'm Ichor. If you need anything, just ask, but for now you can stay in those tents. They'll warm you up," He gestured toward said structures, which were made of thick hide, the inside having enough heat from both others' frequent stays and whatnot to make up for a fireplace. Hopefully she enjoyed her time here. Her mom didn't sound too great, considering, but he never knew what this cub might've done or if the mother really was just that bad.


    Turning back, an ear twitched at the rumbling of her stomach, meeting her gaze with his one eye but not bothering to care about how awkward he felt under it. "If you're hungry, I can take you to the freshkill pile. Or if you need a tour, that's up too."

  • ( if you are alone // open; glitteringclan alliance request // come forth now )

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 430px][size=8]As he didn't want anyone showing up on the border for any reason looking for him, Ichor briefly gave somewhat of a correction before going on to present some information on Glitteringclan. "Our leader is Shatterproof, I'm the assistant deputy. We're enemies to The Insignia, but allies to The Dominion, Riverclan, The Empiria, and Lunarclan. We don't live far, just in a prairie that way," His ear flicked in the direction, and he fell silent, assuming that should be all they needed to know.