Posts by BATTLEPAW

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[align=center][color=lightblue]✸— you're the closest to heaven that i'll ever be —✸
mountain lion —✸— 7 months —✸— the nobelands

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it was hard to travel, leave the place you'd grown up, at least for most it was. battlepaw on the other hand had no trouble turning his back on the people he called family and walking to the place formerly known as the insignia. the nobelands. the tall light brown mountain lion came and sat at the border with a smirk upon his maw, ah this was more like it. a place he could actually be himself rather than a butler. the male after escaping from his own living hell had managed to pick up iron armour and a sword slung across his body.

anyways, so there he sat. covered in armour, sword slung around his torso and a smirk resting comfortably on his maw.[/fancypost]
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[b]"Hola preciosa" the armoured mountain lion dipped his head a little, not knowing that the timber wolf was unable to see him. Battlepaw's gaze flicked towards the younger member who had repeated Reagan and offered her a half smile before fixing himself to sit up straight once more. The smirk fixating itself on his maw for a second time. "The names Battlepaw Eros Darl's" his armoured tail flicking around his paws with a soft clank. "I'm 'ere to join"[/fancypost]
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// i'm impatient and thanks to auto-acceptance he's accepted even though they haven't said so in his joining thread

the mountain lion walked along with the soft clank of metal against metal, the sound of his sword hitting his armour. the recently joined cocky male flicked his head back a moment with a snort as something, possibly a bug brushed against the bottom of his nose. he liked it here, he wouldn't say it but he did. anywhere was better than where he had lived before, forced to wear a tie and clean for his parents while they and his sisters ate. It was a miracle he wasn't so much as a twig. but no one here would know of his past as an animal butler, the humiliation would be too much.

Battlepaw, shaking himself out of his web of thoughts let an easy cocky smirk slip across his maw. His way of hiding his fear of falling apart. [b]"Meet and Greet!" he called in a smooth voice. Seating himself he wrapped his armoured tail around his paws with a light clank of metal. [/fancypost]
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Battlepaw's gaze flicked across to the Bengal in curiosity, as the male accepted him he stepped across the border and stretched his back a few satisfying pops rattling his armour before he straightened up. Rosepaw, normally he would have thought the name pretty and feminine but his realisation came that this was in fact, a male. It was certainly a peculiar name for a male but life was short and Battlepaw did not plan on dwelling on such a matter. [b]"In case you did not hear earlier, my names Battlepaw, and likewise my good sir" the male said with the faintest of smirks and a dip of his slender brown head. [/fancypost]
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Well, Skulltown seemed just peachy didn't he. A raise of an eyebrow that wasn't there signified he had a feeling the male wasn't fond of him. That, didn't exactly faze Battlepaw all that much, if someone didn't like him, that was honestly none of his business. He offered the cheetah a half smile and a nod [b]"thanks buddy" maybe they weren't buddies but he felt the need to call the male that. Why, he couldn't explain. His gaze then turned to the lady with a wider smile. "Acerbus, such a unique name m'lady" Battlepaw bowed his head as he sat back. The clink of metal shielding his body. "No thank you m'lady, I would prefer to find my own way around"[/fancypost]
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Battlepaw approached, the soft thud and the clinking of metal from his armour signifying his arrival. The rather tall mountain lion had no problems with the guy thinking he was a ninja. Hell, if he didn't wear his armour all the time he'd probably be dressed like one. After all ninja's were generally pretty darn cool. Tilting his head to the side a small smirk lifted onto his maw [b]"ladies, gents," he paused as he glanced across at Mercenary. The best way to make friends was to defend someone after all "I do believe his 'ninja' moves were not as bad as you all are exaggerating them to be" with a pause and a flick of his tail, that was currently covered I. Metal, he began to speak again "with a bit of practice he could become quite good at said skills"[/fancypost]
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Grim the pudding expert? So many cats here were rather peculiar but he found it interesting. He liked the fact that they said what they wanted and could even change their name if they found it fit. [b]"Well hello there, Grim the pudding expert" he spoke with a chuckle and a dip of his head. "How rude of me, how am I to think myself a gentleman wen I havnt introduced myself" he paused, for only a moment "Battlepaw Eros m'lady" he dipped his head once more and winked at the red panda before turning to the other femme.

Ah, yes she did look familiar, where he couldn't remember but he would almost always remember a pretty face. Battlepaw stood to bow with a paw on his chest and a half smile. "such a pretty name m'lady" he seated himself once more. His tail clanking against his armour softly. "Please do not think of me as weird m'lady but you have pretty eyes" he smiled before tilting his head as the question was asked. "The Nobelands is a strange place, yet i love it, it makes it entertaining."

Toby, this name was normal unlike the others he had heard. He seemed rather straight forward and to the point, he liked that. At formal occasions at least. "It's a pleasure sir, I will certainly keep that in mind"[/fancypost]
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Battlepaw couldn't help but smile at her reaction. Perhaps she was not used to getting compliments, he didn't see why she hadn't but he wasn't about to bring it up either. His tail flicking he gave a quick shake of his head [b]"I am still trying to decide m'lady. What house do you suggest?" he asked with a curious look to him. Now if he ever knew she thought he was handsome, which he already knew he was, his ego would probably get about ten times bigger.[/fancypost]
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Ah, already something he would have to fight in, and he damn well planned on fighting the *ing *holes. This was his home now and no bloody guy who lived by a river was about to take that away from him. The armoured mountain lion drew his own sword and held it menacingly as he moved forward offering Sylmae an assuring nod. Battlepaw tail waved side to side as he awaited not only an answer but someone to fight. [/fancypost]
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Battle paws gaze flicked from Sylmae to Marina for only a moment before flicking back to Syl. [b]"Ah," he breathed a paw rubbing his chin as he seemed lost in thought for a moment. His gaze staring off into nothingness. "I do believe a smaller house will be sufficient" he paused taking a mental note to go house hunting later on. his tail flicking around his paws with yet another clank. "Did you grow up in the Nobelands syl?" he asked curiosity clear upon his face.

While he was waiting for Sylmae to answer he would turn to Marina. He put a paw to his chest and dipped his head before sitting back up. "Hola Señorita" he flicked his ears. "I do believe you heard my name, yes? If not Battlepaw Eros" he beamed. Marina, it was a pretty name. Things of the marine generally lived under the sea right? He May as we'll take a guess and if he was wrong he could make a smooth recovery. It was no big deal. "Marina, based off of marine perhaps? Meaning of the sea?" he paused his teeth showing in a smile. "the ocean is quite pretty miss"[/fancypost]
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Battlepaw, upon noticing Syl's change of emotions gave her shoulder a light nudge with his nose. The mountain lion offering a reassuring smile. [b]"que está bien hermosa. It's alright, I left a past behind as well, you do not have to share it if you don't want to" Battle reassured the fem. He would have laid his tail across her back or something but it was kind of hard considering the armour, so he settled with an understanding gaze. His gaze moving from Syl toBo in seconds.

Who was Battlepaw? Only a cocky, battle fighting, mountain lion who was pretty darn sure he could get the girl. Hero's always got the girl right? Well he was gonna assume they did. On to more pressing matters, he was getting rather uncomfortable with all the examining he seemed to be getting. People looking him up and down, it was rather creepy. Ah, he rather liked using the line he was about to use next "Likewise my good, sir" he stated with a dip of his head. It wasn't in a disrespectful manner, only that he was yet to get to know the serval who liked examining him and taking note of his armour and weaponry.

With a shrug he turned to the... wait queen? He dropped to his knees and put a hand to his heart for a moment before standing up, straightening up. "It's a pleasure my queen" he smiled politely "do let me know if you ever need anything"[/fancypost]
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Everyone seemed to be fighting the other two so, the mountain lion crept up behind Killua he aimed to strike the serval with his sword before jumping backwards knowing the male had a snake before barrelling forwards and aiming to bowl him over.

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It wasn't often that Battlepaw was on his own rather than socializing with others. The armoured mountain lions gaze was drawn to an invisible picture in the distance when his eyes clouded over in thought. Contrary to the belief of some there was more to the tall, heavily armoured, sword carrying male than what met the eye, yet there was. He had emotions he managed to hide behind a smirk or a flirtatious line. The clank of metal could be heard as he adjusted his armour and removed his sword to lay it in front of him.

His thoughts flicked to Sylmae. The pretty fem he had met not long ago, yet, as cheesy as it sounds he felt a connection. Like somehow they could relate to each other. How? He had no idea yet but he intended to find out. [b]una chica tan bonita Sylmae es the male whispered in spanish to himself. With another clink of metal his tail was rested o his paws. [/fancypost]
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Battlepaw wasn't one for looking weak, atleast most of the time. He was able to hide his sudden surprise by just perking his ears at her sudden appearance. Rather than looking at her, he continued to stare out at the distance for a moment. The male had plenty of things on his mind, the place he had come from being the worst of them. He turned offering a smile to Syl as he flicked his tail with a light clank. [b]Hola señorita he started not wanting to be rude before shrugging I'm sure you wish not to be plagued with my problems m'lady he stated with the smallest of smiles. His armour clanked as he shrugged with a charming smile taking over his maw. [/fancypost]
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Battlepaw was surprised by the sudden... closeness of the two. The reassuring tap on his paw sent foreign emotions through his body, shyness perhaps? He wasn't sure but he didn't like it. Rolling his shoulders he smiled. [b]"Well be prepared for the most humiliating past you've ever heard" he let out a breath. His head turning back to the horizon. "I was born into the circus life you see, but I was the runt. I was rebellious" he paused and twitched his nose "The circus men aren't as nice as they seem, I have, scars from beatings across my body, which is why I wear the armour." He glanced down at his feet quietly. As if he could feel himself in those moments once more. A shudder made his armour clank gently. "I, was butler of sorts" Battlepaw crinkled up his nose and flattened his ears to his head. "I wore a tie Ya know, I was quite the charmer, even then" a light chuckle was heard as he tried to lighten it up a bit. "My siblings did trucks during the shows and I carried around food in the crowds" he frowned silently "I ran away as soon as I could, and that's how I ended up here" he said with a shrug.

"how about you, what's your story?"[/fancypost]
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He listened carefully, intently [b]"Don't you wanna know more about your past? Why that specific place? Who your parents were?" Battlepaw asked with the slightest tilt of his head. He knew his parents, even if he didn't like them that was better than not knowing em. That'd be torture, not being able to know where you came from. He glanced down at his paws for a moment. Biting his lip, and he thought his past was bad. He paused a deep frown lining his features "someone attempted to murder you?" damn. That had to suck, a lot.

"I can't say someone's tried to kill me" he stated lightly. At the mention of showing scars he quickly shook his head. "Maybe. But I don't think this armours coming off anytime soon" he murmured half hearedly. A light frown on his maw. "I prefer not to live in the past"[/fancypost]
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Battlepaw, thanks to the gathering crowd had thought something a little more interesting, but alas his hopes and dreams had been crushed. The cocky male came striding over with the soft clank of his armour and his sword bouncing on his hip as he walked. He stopped beside Arsen a bowed his head in respect. [b]"M'lady I observe you have stepped on a thorn, would you like me to remove it?"[/fancypost]
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