Posts by BURNTSIENNATRAILS

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"Well, that's kinda what I was aiming for!" She replied happily. She began to giggle. "And you don't look much better yourself!" He was covered in snow as well. Well, she probably had more snow on her than he did on him, but he did have at least some snow. She put a large grin on her face. This snow stuff was fun. Cold, but fun. And besides, she had thick fur, being a fox and all, so the cold didn't bother her quite as much. Hmm. What to do now? She would wait a few minutes to throw snow at Vince, give him a false sense of security. But for now, she simply sat down and pulled her tail around her paws. Her tail also happened to pull a lot of snow with it, so she ended up surrounding herself in even more snow than before.

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We need something cool to happen like ooh what if a bunch of random wyverns came out of nowhere and tried to eat every one? Horrible idea, but we are Wyvernclan so... I couldn't think of anything better.

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"I wanna kill stuff!" The pup would yipped, before quickly adding, "Oh, uh, I mean, I vote for storming them. I don't like being trapped in this closet." To be honest, she didn't like the idea of being outside with the crows, but she wasn't going to say that aloud. The pup didn't really like either of the choices, but she diet prefer storming the ravens. With enough of them working together, the pup was sure they'd be able to drive them off. Besides, where there's a will, there's a way, right?

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Noted!

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Burntsienna trotted up in a track post. "I could help!"

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"I could join you!" She would yip excitedly. It was probably better for her to go with someone else the first time, since she kind of didn't know where anyone else lived. She waved her tail excitedly. This was gonna be so cool! She would get to see people other than Wyvernclaners! She wondered what they looked like, what they sounded like, smelled like. How much more different would they be? It would be really cool.

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"Yeah!" She began to yip, before noticed that he bad already thrown the small ball made of moss woven together. Springing up into the air, the fox would aim to catch the ball from the air. However, it slipped her grasp, and she ended up batting it back up into the air. Growling in frustration, she jumped up again and tried to catch it, and once again ended up only knocking it. Thankfully, this time it went in Vince's direction. Flashing him a triumphant smile, she would land neatly on her paws.

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I am back from my journey around the world! through three statesAnd I see that everyone has been busy. at least no one died yay

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Burntsienna just nodded her head and listened to the others talk. She hadn't really known any of them very well, so she had nothing to say about them. Everybody else had known them, so the fox would just sit back and listen. She looked around as she saw the confetti. Confetti? At a funeral? Sure, she got that it symbolized everyone should be happy, but still. Confetti at a funeral. She ended up slightly bobbing her head to the music, though.

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I am consuming sustenance.

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We're making threads with one another? We never do that! Everyone can have threads with Burntsienna!

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...There's a badge?

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Burntsienna nodded her head. "Noted!" She called out. Spellpaw had memory manipulation? What was that? When you manipulated someone's memories? No thanks. But it could come in handy for therapy, if someone saw something that scarred them. Well, she didn't think she'd be seeing anything scarring anytime soon, but there was always a chance, right? And if she did, she'd go straight to Spellpaw.

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Burntsienna trotted over to hear what the leader had said. Once hearing everything, she would bark out,"Noted!" Then, she would say, "Does anybody want to go with me?" She could probably do it on her own, but still, it would be nice if someone accompanied her. The fox swished her tail from side to side and looked around to see if anybody was coming with her.

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Burntsienna beamed at Spellpaw. "Great!" She called out happily. "So, uh... Where do you wanna go?" She asked sheepishly. The Chevalier didn't really know where to go, or even who their allies were. She was a bit ashamed of herself; if she was supposed to be a Chevalier, she should know these things. The pup shuffled her paws back and forth, not really knowing what else to say or do. She supposed she'd just have to wait for Spellpaw's answer. She sat down, then popped back up. She didn't have time to sit; she was going to visit other clans! This was so exciting!

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Hai there and welcome to our chat.

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The small fox charged in, unsure of what to do. She wasn't a very experienced fighter, and so far nobody else had shown up to help. Before she had come, it was three to one. Now, it was more like three to one and a half. She wanted to say three to two, but looking at the other Bloodclanners, Burntsienna knew she wouldn't be much help. I mean, what good was a fox pup against two dragons and a jaguar? Not much. Still, she came to her leader's aid, ready to try to fight off anyone who attacked her. Even if they would probably finish her off quickly. But, maybe she could serve as a distraction for someone. If anybody else ever came. Seriously, where was every one? It was just her and Handmaid. Anyways, the fox would slip into a battle position, ready to attempt to fight off anyone who attacked her.

Mobile, battle tags in signature and fancypost. Anybody want to injure her? (Other than life-threatening.)

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Hearing someone screeching about exploring pirates, Burntsienna had decided to check it out. Peering around, she saw Starlord acting like a pirate who was hosting an exploration. Of course, she had to join in on this fun. So, trotting over, she would bark out, "ARRGGHHH PIRATE NOISES! I want to come too!"

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Guess who will be spending the whole day tomorrow repeatedly watching Guardians of the Galaxy because said person now has it on DVD? Also, John and Sienna could have a thread?

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At first, the fox squirmed and thrashed in his grip. "But I wanna kick butt!" She would protest. Now she really wanted to kick some Bloodclan butt. Not like she'd be able to, though, since they were all either dragons or much larger than her. She wasn't going to admit defeat, no, but she would listen to Starlord. This time. Next time, when she was older and larger, she'd definitely be kicking butt. So, the Chevalier would begin to scamper off. She didn't know where exactly to go, but she was moving away from the main fighting. The fox would aim to dart around the bodies off all the creatures there, hoping no one would try to attack her.

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