Posts by mizpah

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  • YOU COULDN'T KILL ME [ joining ] IF YOU TRIED FOR A THOUSAND YEARS

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    The weather here is not the cold, snowy climate she's lived in for so long. The desert sand shifts beneath her paws, too warm to be mistaken for the caress of snow, though from the miles of gleaming aurelian, believing it to have fallen from the sky would be a silly conclusion. Still, if only the breeze were cooler, and then perhaps she could fantasize that this is not a land of veritable foreign qualities.


    The snow leopard has a story for standing where the line of decaying corpses coalesces, but it is a story of the past and not one worth dwelling upon. This is her new life; if she wanted to reminisce about her history, she would have stayed in a dark cave to be alone with her thoughts.


    Lagertha doesn't speak when she ceases moving, aware they have already caught wind of her presence and that they will approach her momentarily. All she must do is wait.

  • YOU COULDN'T KILL ME [ joining ] IF YOU TRIED FOR A THOUSAND YEARS

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    Her lips twitch into what could be defined as a smile, and the leopardess bows her head to the group. "Greetings, BloodClanners," she begins, speaking in a friendly manner, albeit cautiously. "My name is Lagertha, and I am here to ask if I might join your ranks."

  • YOU COULDN'T KILL ME [ joining ] IF YOU TRIED FOR A THOUSAND YEARS

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    (DO IT or not cx)


    As her pale blue visionaries sweep those present, she takes note of their vast differences, and her respect for the clan grows, for clearly the group is unified solidly even with the variety of individuals. Her gaze returns to the young cougar, whom she recognizes as wise beyond the years of her physical form. "It is a likewise pleasure, Samitheia," Lagertha replies, the small smile from previous moments now an evident grin. Kinmanship is something she treasures, and the snow leopardess is now bound to them.


    The braids of animal fur woven into the pelt around her face shift as she does, moving across the border confidently. "I thank you, Ruin, Yukine, Haushinka, and the serpent-dragon whose name I've yet to learn." It is a strange thing to see a dragon, as well as one whose will does not effect the chaos of the earth. "I assume the camp is ahead?"

  • im looking through you - M&G - where did you go

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    "Greetings young one," the snow leopardess says, a soft smile curving at her maw. There are many children here, and the female wishes, for a brief moment, that she was as blessed by Freyja as the other members of BloodClan are. Well, there isn't much she can do for that, so her mind swiftly goes on. "I am Lagertha, pleasure."

  • YOU WANT BLOOD AND GORE]] open, death [[YOU GOT IT

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    The snow leopardess' azure visionaries are curious when they absorb the scene, and she nods slowly. "Well done," Lagertha rumbles in an even toned manner, one paw raising to brush aside the braids threatening to fall into her face.

  • im looking through you - M&G - where did you go

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    Her smile has widened now, and the leopardess chuckles lightly in response to Ambiance's comment. "I'm glad I've earned your approval," Lagertha says sincerely, and, in a teasing tone, adds,[b]"But only 'pretty cool'?"[b]

  • all that glitters is not gold - OPEN

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    As a new member, Lagertha must familiarize herself with the territory, something many others she has observed have done as well, likely a result of their move she's heard about. Add in her innate sense of adventure, and she's off, slender limbs carrying the snow leopardess swiftly through the area.


    The female only ceases her swift exploration when she catches a scent belonging to one of her clanmates. It's one she has yet to identity, so Lagertha makes the decision to meet another individual, adjusting her course in order to do so. It isn't long before she arrives upon a male fox, whose attention is occupied with a video camera, and the question he voices is one she cannot answer. "I'm afraid not, apologies."

  • i'm preying on you tonight + open

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    Lagertha, being a newer member, isn't aware of how old Lana had been before, but she can draw the conclusion that she was definitely more than just a few moons older than seven. Being younger isn't necessarily a negative aspect, as several of her clanmates -whose names she needs to learn- elucidate. "Perhaps you won't be stuck for long."

  • Live Up to the Name [Open, Torture]

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    "There will be more if you do not mind your tongue," the snow leopardess says, voice a smooth plane of ice as she observes the scene with pale visionaries. The braids of animal fur woven into the pelt around her face sway when she cocks her head, mouth an austere line.

  • i came here in peace [o] (Vaako?)

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    "I am sure he will see you shortly, little one," the female assures, allowing herself a small smile. Seeing so many children at this rate has saddened pieces of Lagertha's heart, but she knows it is a silly thing to be jealous of that which can not be helped.

  • Baby don't lie {O; M&G}

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    Another opportunity to learn the names of her clanmates has arisen, and she is not one to pass down an opportunity, so of course the slender limbed female is present. The feline bows her head to Hecate, smiling warmly at the spotted individual. "My name is Lagertha, pleasure to meet you."

  • ANYBODY ELSE PISSED OFF AT TWD? [open; joining]

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    my muse left thanks to the walking dead


    Small brown paws paused at the border, and then beside them fell a severed head. Its scent was ThunderClanner, likely a npc, and its eyes were placed in the slack jawed mouth, while the tongue was wrapped around the muzzle to keep them from rolling out. It was considered an...offering, of sorts.


    Her lips were drawn into the barest of smiles, sharp cocoa gaze scrutinizing the territory. They would arrive momentarily.


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    #peggy2014

  • ANYBODY ELSE PISSED OFF AT TWD? [open; joining]

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    She straightened, placing a paw on the top of the head before she made her reply. "Margaret Carter, and I'm here to join." The margay paused, glancing down at the eyeless cranium. "I brought this as a promise."


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    #peggy2014

  • ANYBODY ELSE PISSED OFF AT TWD? [open; joining]

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    "Likewise, Talon," the margay replied, her smile widening at what was a compliment of her post mortem art skills. "Could I have a quick summary of expectations?"


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    #peggy2014

  • lois lane with half a brain :: meet 'n greet

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    The margay remained standing, gaze roaming over the lot of them before it rested on the one who called the event. He looked, for lack of a better word, pitiful. Or rather, miserable; take your pick. "Margaret Carter," she said crisply, words spoken with a firm nod.


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    #peggy2014

  • FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S /- blizzardclan raid announcement, open

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    Oh yes, it sounded very lovely. The margay, was, however, unfamiliar with those spoken, but she was given directions, so discerning identities wasn't difficult. Margaret began the line on the left, for some simple destruction seemed enticing.


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    #peggy2014

  • ANYBODY ELSE PISSED OFF AT TWD? [open; joining]

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    Her visionaries darkened, glinting with the acknowledged opportunity brought to her paws. Every word was taken into her memory eagerly, and when Talon concluded, she stepped across the border, leaving the skull as an addition to the border. "I have a feeling I have found my home," the margay started, appearing to be prepared for business. "I will definitely take advantage of the free period."


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    #peggy2014

  • The guilts have known (Bloodclan raid #3) that you have been defeated.

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    "Is there an issue with being feminine? Pardon me, but I know several who are so called 'girly' who could hand you your posterior several ways to Sunday without a hair out of place," the margay commented, sidling up alongside Obscuro. She neatly arranged her knives at her paws, expression passive, and she continued speaking. "Would you be so kind as to inform me when the warriors arrive? It's so difficult to tell."


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    #peggy2014

  • MAKE WAY BITCHES, WE'RE HOME /- return from home, open

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    She didn't know any of their names, which was rather unfortunate, but that did not imply she was unable to welcome them back from what appeared to be a successful trip. "It's good to see warriors return home safely. Welcome back," the margay said, smiling at them both. "Need help with those injuries?"Peggy suspected she could handle them herself, though it didn't hurt to ask.


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    #peggy2014

  • the world was better off without you + joining + open

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    This stranger was certainly impatient, if her multitude of hellos were to count as evidence. The slim boned margay exhaled what was a small sigh before stating,"Say your name and business, please."


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    #peggy2014