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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 12px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform:lowercase]"Thank you. Congrats." The pastel purple feline said, giving the two promoted respectful bow. Then hearing Charlie's confession and watching him run away, the newly promoted amazonian frowned a little. Not because he was a boy, but because because he thought he was a mistake. [ rushed ]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 12px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform:lowercase]The amazonian was a tad bit late, but that was okay. Luckily she got there quick enough to hear most of the conversation. Taking note that they were helping the Blackhearts now, she dipped her head to the other two Radicals. Sounded okay to her.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 12px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform:lowercase]Well, parties were great but she didn't feel so well today. The amazonian padded in to the shrine, head held low although she was smiling. She would try and have fun even though she was ill and just hoped that she wouldn't vomit infront of her clanmates.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 12px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform:lowercase] With all the chaos happening in their allied clans they needed to take precautions to make sure the humans did not reach them. Padding over, Soulpunk gave the WindClan leader a curt nod. [ rushed, ninja'd ]

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    [font=arial][color=white]Sunclan? What could this be about? Soulpunk trotted over and sat down silently, stooding the leader.
    [ rushed ]

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    [font=arial][color=white]This had been one of her prisoners and so was Castiel, or atleast he had been her prisoner. Spotting the girl flee, Soulpunk merely shrugged. There was no point in keeping her in the prison for any longer the contest was over any way.

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    [font=arial][color=white]The person who did this clearly had no control or was conpletely insane. Soulpunk padded over, head shaking from side to side. Great, now they had to clean up another bloody scene.

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    [font=arial][color=white]oops, soorry guys but the contest ended a few days ago, I guess I forgot to lock this thread. My character happened to be promoted to the equivalent of a deputy because of the points she had so yay!
    Locking

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    [font=arial][color=white]Hey guys, I might be kind of inactive this week. I have an essay due for each of my classes and they are all due on Friday so it will be hard for me to get everything done and still have time to go on here + post with all my charries.

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    [font=arial][color=white]"Welcome, I am Soulpunk." The pastel purple feline greeted, tail lightly swishing behind her. This gal seemed alright and Soulpunk questioned if they would be friends or not. Probably not.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size:12px; text-align:justify; width: 275px; text-transform: lowercase;][font=arial]Because Arial's essays were all taken care of and she could get back on, she decided to spruce up Soulpunk a little. Sometimes characters needed that to sort of put a new spark in 'em.


    The deputy had awoken from beauty sleep and skipped across the bridge, prepared to go hunting, when she had the idea to glance into the water flowing beneath her. What she saw was not her usual pastel purple self, but instead a cream tabby with brown eyes. Well that was... interesting. Soulpunk turned back to camp, deciding to announce what she had meant to for a while. Standing outside her shrine, she cleared her throat and glanced around. "Hey guys, if you could please use male pronouns when referring to me, that would be great." He said loudly, hoping other took note of this.

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    [font=arial]Well, he didn't know this clanmate either but he loved children. He padded over to stand next to the other to waiting outside the shrine, a small smile on his face. Hopeful nothing went wrong during the birth, he guessed not because the only druid was standing there with him and not inside.