Posts by ? DANTE

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]Spotting a new face- or at least, one he failed to recognize- the ghost drifted towards Tom and the others, squinting a little at the unfamiliar feline. He didn't say anything, as the others had greeted him and so he'd wait for the other male to reply first.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]Dante didn't know Jayden, or anything about her. Oh well. "Bye," the kit said, before scrunching up his face again and adding, "I guess." He felt like the bye had been too sincere, to he tacked on the last bit because she was pretty much a stranger to him. Shuffling his paws a little, the ghost glanced around before drifting away, seeing no reason to hang about.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]"I've never had any dreams," the spirit murmured as he half-padded and half-floated over. He squinted a little at Emeraldcity, as the male was not someone he really knew, but his blue gaze was also somewhat curious. "What're they like?" Ghosts didn't need sleep- they weren't technically living, so he didn't need to eat or preserve energy or anything of the sort.

He found as more and more time went on, it made him feel less cool and more left out. When people got hurt he didn't find himself glad that he couldn't feel it, but rather he felt the need to feel something. Despite not understanding the concept that he was dead, Dante had began to find he was somewhat isolated because of it. These people were, in a strange sort of way, were united in the fact that they'd all gone through the same thing- these 'nightmares'- and he hadn't.

These thoughts were somewhat heavy for someone so young, and so he sent them away with a vigorous shake of his head, looking back to the others once more.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]It was long past midnight while the semi-luminescent kitten was still padding about, drifting through the camp aimlessly. Ghosts did not sleep, they had no need to, as they did not have a physical form and the rest was obvious. The tomkit had little to do, and since he'd learned that most of the living were asleep at such an hour he'd opted not to bother any of them.

Dante really had nothing to do right now, and so he'd slowly made his way towards the beach, where he now sat. He liked to watch the ocean at night sometimes, because when he went in it he couldn't swim or feel the water, but it looked very nice with the moon reflecting over the gentle waves as they lapped at the shore.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]"Umm, I'm confused, why wouldn't it be blue and black?" Dante piped up as he approached, peering at the image. So far no one had said that it was white and gold, and the ghost hadn't really been aware that this was an argument. Brow furrowing a little, the to kit glanced up at the other three.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]/late af reply lmao

He glanced up, sort of surprised to see two others who were up. "Oh! Um, hi," the ghost greeted, a little flustered at first due to thinking he'd been alone. After a moment, however, he offered smile, glad to have company. "Why're you guys awake? I mean don't, uh, normal animals sleep at night?" He realized he could've been wrong, actually- Dante only really knew what ghosts did.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]Well, he was almost six moons, if that counted. Hopefully he'd be apprenticed soon- being a kit was boring, especially when you were a ghost, 'cause ghosts didn't do anything. Pouting to himself a little at the thought, the kitten trotted over and plopped down quite ungracefully, looking up at Vani to see what was supposed to happen here.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]Dante drifted over, blue eyes filed with hesitant curiosity despite the stubborn scowl on his maw. "Er, hi," he said, since everyone else seemed to be saying stuff like that. Squinting a little, he would glance about, wondering what they were all just standing about for.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]eugh my muse is nonexistent
threads tho??

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]"Why are you eating that?" Dante piped up curiously, crouching a little to peer at the branch, his silvery optics flickering briefly up at Emeraldcity and back and forth once more. "Do normal people eat trees? Do they taste good?" He'd heard that the living had to, like, shove things in their mouths and it was called 'eating' and if they didn't do it they'd die. Or something like that. Dante secretly hoped maybe someone would die- not in a bad way, but he kinda wanted some ghost friends.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]Dante was very, very confused. Ghosts didn't get sick, because ghosts did not have physical bodies. They also did not feel pain, or anything at all really. Therefore he did not understand why he looked so ill, although the spirit didn't know the exact word for it, since he'd never experienced it himself. Frowning, the kit padded up, deciding not to ask questions as he peered past the duo at the unfamiliar male.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]"Oh! Me too! I can't sleep, either!" Dante chimed in, happy to finally be able to relate to someone, even if it wasn't in the same way and he didn't fully understand what the female meant. He also didn't know what an in...something meant, but the tomkit physically was unable to sleep- he wasn't a living being, after all, and he thought the two meant the same thing. "Maybe I'm an... in-something, too!" he said hopefully.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]What was an Empiria? Or a GlitteringClan? Was it like SunClan? And what was a pro-clan? All of this was very, very confusing to the kit. Frowning a little, the ghost drifted over an squinted menacingly at the cougar, rather wary of strangers who didn't smell like everyone else.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]"What's all that mean?" the spirit asked as he approached, sort of tired of being confused about everything. Dante looked up at the male, squinting one eye a little. "Do you speak normal?" he then added slowly, unsure if this guy spoke another language or something, though he had no idea the one he was currently speaking English.

Glancing over at the painting, he suddenly seemed to brighten a little. "Whoa! That's like, super-duper cool! Did you make that? How? Who is that girl? Why is she laying there like that? Is she okay?" The curious kitten started shooting questions, unaware that he had been talking so much until he clamped his mouth shut once more, cutting himself off and glancing back at the apprentice.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]Even if indigo knew Juno from roleplaying Magni, Dante did not. The young spirit, who wasn't very fond of those who he did not know or did not have the same scent of all his clanmates, crept up cautiously at the feet of Vanillastar and Mistfur, peering up at the other male curiously.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]ok but,,, dante makes the worst ship names ever lmao
like?? dankisses??? pastelte?????? wh

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]track bc mobile and i don't want to reply to that amazing post with a dumb oneliner

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]What was LunarClan? He'd never heard of them, but he'd also never heard of most places. Were they like SunClan? Well, Dante couldn't eat, and he didn't know how to dance, but a festival sounded fun! The spirit bounded over, looking up at Emeraldcity and Mistfur expectantly.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]"Why haven't you slept?" Dante suddenly chimed in as he crept towards the two, concerned blue gaze on Mistfur. "Aren't, uhm, not-ghosts supposed to sleep and stuff?" He wouldn't know, really, since he was a spirit and never slept. The tomkit plopped down, head tilting slightly in a questioning manner.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px]Dante, on the other hand(or paw?), was not fond of strangers, or at least until they joined, since SunClan sorta needed more activity. The ghost drifted over, crouching at the paws of the two older felines and looking up at the newcomer.