Posts by FIREFLIGHT --

[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]licking his single lip piercing, pushing his cool tongue against the even cooler metal, the fox stepped up to the border, peering into the tree-dotted territory of this clan of blood. he had wandered for a while now, aimlessly perhaps but still with some loose purpose of finding safety, dedication and other, more... embarrassing desires. he was a lonely male, nobody could blame him for seeking any form of companionship. the closest he'd ever gotten aside from now-gone family were the hunting dogs that chased him in hopes of killing him and bringing them to their masters. their barks and bloodthirsty howls still haunted him today, and he often awoke sweating and panting. but fireflight did his best to try and ignore it, as terrifying as the nightmares of their fangs and drool were. if he was really approaching a clan he'd learned was known as one of blood and death and torture, then he would have to suck it up... right? exhaling, the pierced male sniffed the air, making sure he was at the right place.

then, "hello? anyone there?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]the approach of hawk brought dread into his stomach, and he stared silently at her as she spoke, evidently hostile. his ears slid backwards, the piercings on his right clinking against his temple as he swallowed, studying her for any signs of welcome. when he received none, he took a small step back. perhaps he had made a mistake? of course, these were murderous animals but surely they wanted more members, right? surely they could at least be polite? pinkiemena gave him little confidence, either -- her bounciness was almost manic, and now, outnumbered by two very different but maybe equally dangerous females, he felt what calm and careless confidence he'd had wither. his body began to shake, and fireflight gulped, limbs trembling as he tried to discard his fear.

when casimir approached with words for hawk on his lips, the fox relaxed a little and gave a twitch of his plumed tail, mouthing a 'thank you' in the one-eyed male's direction. though, he still said nothing as pinkie and hawk contradicted each other, only speaking at the mention of wasting food and living space on trash. "um," he began softly, clearing his throat and then continuing. "look, i don't mean to be rude, but i'm not just here to be a burden. my name's fireflight, i'm looking to join. to help. be a contribution, that's all. with all due respect, i came here hoping to fuel your clan, and i only got hostility. that isn't all that nice, y'know. i'm looking for a home and the first place i come to treats me with disdain. i'm not here to leech off you, i want a job." he glanced to pinkiemena and nodded. [b]"i've been running for a while now, and i've made it this far. i don't want to turn back around."
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=10px]what is my name? > fireflight
why am i called that? > "fireflight" - a band
what is my sex? > hermaphrodite
but what am i inside? > male
who do i desire? > homosexual
and who do i love? > homoromantic
where do i live? > bloodclan
what is my job? > first tier

what type of animal am i? > vulpes - fox
more specific? > vulpes vulpes - red fox
give me a body? > smallish and thin, feminine and with gentle features.
colour me in? > cream and orange
give me patterning? > mainly cream, though with orange legs, ears, mask and tail. the tip is cream.
give me texture? > long and wavy, gentle to the touch.
give me eyes? > rounded but with sharp corners, almond coloured with wide pupils.
do i have scars? > a few general scars, no noticeable ones.
any more distinguishing features? > the fact that his pelt is reversed.
any physical hindrances? > no.
what about accessories? > a lip piercing, two ear piercings on his right ear, a septum piercing.

what are my most notable possessions? > none.
and what is my most treasured? > --

how do i behave? > calm, though easily stressed, friendly, easily upset, often feels lonely, craves companionship, hesitant, loyal, driven, hot headed in some situations, easily intimidated, tries to act courageous.
do i have any mental conditions? > none.
what do i fear? > the dark, dogs, being alone.
what do i love? > --
what do i hate? > --
do i have any hobbies? >
am i religious? >

what is my favourite colour? >
what is my favourite food? >
what is my favourite time of day? >
what is my favourite weather? >
where is my favourite place to be? >

how about my least favourite colour? >
what is my least favourite food? >
what is my least favourite time of day? >
and what is my least favourite weather? >
where is my least favourite place to be, then? >

what do i like in a person? >
what don't i like in a person? >

what songs represent me? >

who is my mother? >
who is my father? >
do i have brothers? >
do i have any sisters? >
what is my generation? >
who is the love of my life? >
do i have any children? >

who is my best friend? >
who is my worst enemy? >
who influences me? >
who taught me all i know? >
who are mine to teach? >

what was my childhood like? > [0 - 6 months]
what about my adolescence? > [6 - 12 months]
and my early adulthood? > [12 - 24 months]
what about my adulthood? > [24 - 84 months]
and my old age life? > [84+ months]

date of creation >
ageing mechanism >
image/gif links >
important links >
tags >

[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]with the auto-accept, fireflight almost relaxed fully, but hawk simply had to ruin it, and the fox was on edge again, heartbeat raising, adrenalin flooding his brain and veins. there was a fight or flight instinct switch in his brain, and it was telling him to run, run far away, run as if this feline was another hunter dog, and this was life or death. but he held still, legs still albeit trembling a little, and he narrowed those almond eyes at her, a soft rumble in his throat as she spoke with sarcastic toxins staining her leather tongue. oh, how he hated her already. he was a nice individual, he didn't dislike people instantly, but hawk was pushing him, and scaring him. scaring him a lot. he wanted to cry. he wasn't weak, but tired and uncertain, his emotions were on overdrive and he could feel his eyes glazing. pushing back that rising helplessness, fireflight swallowed again.

"braid my fur? my dear, not at all. i simply want you to shut up and leave me alone." he muttered, though there was no venom there. he couldn't conjure it. he just couldn't. feeling useless, the reynard again licked his lip piercing. "i want to join. i want to stay. i want to help. i don't expect respect, but i at least expect tolerance until i earn something here. i want to be of some value, not the pacifistic leech you expect me to be."

when pinkiemena suddenly drew a knife and hawk began to leave, fireflight felt ready to collapse. god, these were ridiculous creatures, where was the voice of reason? [b]"i take it i'm in? where- where's camp?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]uh huh, he's a rather emotional, placid and not-so-violent cannibalistic fox; here's his [unfinished but still with enough info] bio, the only bits missing are history and likes and dislikes and stuff. i'm not so good with explaining, it can do it all!

open for:
+ friends
+ enemies
+ maybe adopted family
+ character bonds
+ short/long term romances [though sexuality will affect this]
+ capture
+ injury
+ capturing
+ most other big plots

closed to:
+ death
+ rape
+ litters
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]no need to be afraid. wonderful. there was a lie right there; these creatures had come with their knives and evil ready to waltz up and behead him, and yet there was nothing to fear? mm, mm, whatever. fireflight nodded his head, though he was clearly unconvinced. the offer to be taken to camp would be accepted, however, he... guessed... blinking, the fox hesitantly now stepped back up to the border, though still did not cross it. he was still a little wary.

when hawk apologised, fireflight resisted the urge to tense up. sure, sure she was sorry. that glare was anything but apologetic. shaking his head, the fox looked away, not wanting to deal with any of this.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]pomade. well, it was a name. just like fireflight, he supposed. and look; another who'd grown around humans, only pomade had been in a suburban area filled with forgiving people and he'd hailed from rural farms surrounded by gunmen and their angry hunting dogs. no, he had no good experience with areas around those bastard humans, but he wasn't hateful of them, merely afraid. he was afraid of many things, though none were true terrors, simply things that could intimidate him. he'd learned that anything could be dangerous, even this scrawny kitten. though, pomade looked particularly harmless, so the fox approached with a somewhat relaxed body, even if his eyes held hesitance.

"name and business?" he asked the usual phrase, one that hadn't been used on him.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]anticlan-mates. whatever. they could just be clan mates, right? fireflight didn't know. he just hoped the rest of bloodclan was a little more welcoming, else he'd wind up running away again, and then maybe feel terrible afterwards. still unwilling to cross the border, fireflight nodded his head. alright, alright. he was safe; for then. he doubted his safety would last long, if any more unhinged crazies like hawk lurked around. perhaps on his first relaxed night she'd kill him. he didn't know. "alright," he woofed softly after a moment.

when casimir spoke again, fireflight tensed, but seeing as there were no barbed comments thrown his way, the fox slowly tried to relax. "ah, um, okay. thank you. a- again, that is. thanks again... casimir." their names were getting stranger. or, rather- the first name he properly heard was strange. he supposed he'd get used to them, though.

when hawk spoke again, fireflight blinked. "well, not all strangers are the same. and not all foxes are the same. that's like me assuming all cats are horrid vermin because one of you acted with hostility towards me. it's fine. i don't care. sorry about your family." came his response, quiet but short.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]raids. he had heard of them, and, as he'd promised to be productive, fireflight approached with the intention of joining. he'd head out with the first wave; thus, when he drew close, the fox gulped back any rising panic and stepped to the right, his ears pinned to his skull, tongue pushing against his lip piercing. the telepathic orders were received with slight confusion, for he'd lived without powers or knowledge of them his entire life; the dragon nearby scared him somewhat, too. but he'd be fine, he was sure. if there was a dragon on their side, everything'd be okay, right?
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]sparring? fighting without actual death intent, then, he assumed. fireflight could maybe participate, though not then, seeing as nobody there seemed open for partners. thus, the fox approached in silence at first, raking the scene before blinking. he saw no reason not to call out for a partner, but saw no reason to, either... though he knew he had to improve, to swallow the rising fear that always seemed to claim him at random times. "partners, anyone?" he called, ears twitching.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]well. awkward child-issues were just... strange, were they not? fireflight approached and decided to try and ignore the problems, gulping once before taking a seat, licking his lip piercing habitually. "fireflight; hey," he greeted simply, eyes on his paws.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]huh. problems. fireflight didn't want to think of any he'd ever had. everybody had moments of uselessness, he supposed. and in the animal kingdom, everything was cruel. there was no relief, he'd learned. he longed for it, the safety of another, but he doubted anybody would look at him and see anything other than ordinary [if lucky], or just pathetic. nodding, the fox scuffed the ground. "i guess." he responded. "nobody has it easy." and then he stepped over the border, eyes looking past and up to the temple. he assumed that was camp, but didn't want to press on and find it was something else. [b]"so... camp?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]upon seeing another canid and instinctively tensing at first, fireflight made his way over, large ears pricked, the pierced one giving a nonchalant twitch. she didn't seem all that harmless but looks were deceiving, he knew. at the thought of judging books by their covers only to find that that pretty rainbow was a recipe, a shudder ran down his spine, and he gulped back the rising terror in his throat. "name and business?" he spoke calmly, voice luckily not betraying him.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]"i am." murmured fireflight as he slipped up, looking to the loud teen cougar with his almond eyes. he was slowly growing more and more patient, having to face more and more people now. most of them were luckily not joined yet, so he had more experience... technically. or not; they were probably to be better in this clan than he was. helplessness swelled in his chest, but he fought it back. [b]"name and business?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]well, if she intended to join, then he could just let her in, right? he assumed so. this would be easier than his joining, for sure. he recalled that wearily, and shuddered again. "yeah, welcome to bloodclan. i'm fireflight. with an 'f' before 'light'." some people tended to remove it, and then they had a different name entirely. the fox nodded, tail wagging slightly.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]ooc: it's fine! it makes for interesting roleplay.
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fireflight shrugged, nodded. a good addition, hmm? he hoped so, though with his self esteem at rock bottom, he doubted it. he merely spoke big to try and raise his confidence but there seemed to be none. "yeah. thanks." he woofed, still awaiting the moment he was led to camp.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]she was holding the night
she was grabbing my starlight
getting drunk on whispered promises
but i didn't mean them
i never mean them

fireflight stared at the bloodied corpse of another fox at his paws, half eaten, and he licked his lips free of the crimson that stained them. just as others ate birds or cats, his digestive system only accepted foxes so this simply looked like a carnivore eating its prey; if prey was the same species. after observing a few cannibals at work, the fox had decided he should finally go get something to eat, although he had indeed done this in secret. beside him was a recently dug hole; once he finished his meal he pushed the remains into the hole and began to fill it with mud, hiding it and his activities from view. he was ashamed of himself for not being... normal in that sense. such little things ruined his confidence. he felt sick thinking about his dysfunctional body.

shaking his head and stretching out, the fox picked up a nearby stick and neared camp, twisting his head to stick the pointy end of the tree-limb into the ground, keeping a grip on it and merely grinding his teeth, sharpening the incisors, keeping the molars blunt. his gums had been hurting recently; hopefully this would remedy it.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]selena, joining, thirsty. "welcome; my name is fireflight. yeah, we love in the triangles. pyramids, or temples, i think they're called. and come with us, there's water nearby." woofed the male in his soft voice, swallowing and shifting nervously.

/mobile
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]at both roxanne and selena's words, fireflight pulled back from the stick and licked his lips, looking at them both. momentary fear flashed through his veins, adrenalin threatening to pulse, but he pushed it back. "we're animals. i've even seen some eat their own faeces. chewing a stick won't kill me, and i'll do my best not to get a splinter." he commented with a nod. "i'm fireflight. who're you?" this was directed at roxanne, for he knew selena's name.
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