Posts by bridalshower

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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:140%] bridalpaw, like everyone else, had her--or rather, his gender switched. which was especially creepy, and unsettling for that matter. "this isn't right at all," he mused, walking over with his ears swiveling forward. as surprised as the tom was, the guardian just didn't look like he was, being completely unemotional.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:140%] bridalpaw walked over to the group and sat down beside her sister, eyeing the prisoner with a skeptical pair of eyes, not trusting him the slightest bit. though then again, the turkish van wasn't trusting anyone at the moment.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:140%] "thank you," bridalpaw murmured, walking over to view said gifts. peeking down at the basket with emotionless eyes, the turkish van flicked her tail before dipping her head in gratitude. though you wouldn't be able to tell how she felt about the gifts due to lack of a readable face.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:140%] "i'll join," she murmured, coming up to flux's side to greet the vice-leader with a dip of her head. a walk sounded nice, considering she'd been practically everywhere at once - it'd be nice to relax after a while.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:140%] "bridalpaw kallisto-prior," she introduced to whoever was unaware, walking over to wingspan with an emotionless face. as usual, her eyes were devoid of any emotion, and naturally the turkish van came off as lacking in expression. though surely at least some of her clanmates had adapted to her antisocial & typically cold character.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:140%] bridalpaw said nothing to the two. dual joining, huh? that was cool, she supposed. though the guardian had no comment on it, however she decided to at least dip her head in a form of respect, welcoming the two to their clan emotionlessly.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:140%] oh, that was sad. though bridalpaw showed no emotion directed towards the stillborn, the guardian still felt pretty bad for flux. bry made her way over to the female and dipped her head to view the living kit. "i am sorry for your loss," she chose to comment, flickering her gaze over to the dead one before proceeding. "the other kit is lovely, flux." she cast her piercing blue optics over to the other one, expression as lacking as ever.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:140%] bridalpaw hadn't spoken much to rhy as she wasn't as close as she could be with her, seeing as the dragon tended to... act strange when the guardian was present. though considering that might just be her lack of trust speaking, the alabaster feline chose to approach the dragon and take a seat next to flux, noting the distress upon the dragon's features as she listened, flicking an ear in greeting.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:140%] seeing as her sister beat her to the obvious question, bridalpaw merely walked over and took a seat, staring skeptically at the thunderclanner. why she needed crownpaw, the guardian didn't know, but frankly, she barely cared.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:140%] as usual, the emotionless and slightly depressed turkish angora was sitting amongst camp, folding her wings against her as she sat. she had no intention on doing anything in particular so for now the apprentice remained in camp, adjusting the pink and red flower crown on her head.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:140%] i lost her old plotting thread, and since i wanted to get organized with her i decided to make a new one!


    open to friends, best friends, short-term relationships, crushes, rivals, minor injury


    closed to long-term relationships, enemies, kill, major injury


    ask about capture & anything else! c:


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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:140%] "bridalpaw," she said soon after her sister, coming up to said sibling's side to view the slightly grumpy serval. the guardian, too, didn't like social events. she didn't go to many either, except for meet and greets, occasionally. how else would she get her name around? the winged emotionless apprentice had nothing else to say but her name, being antisocial, so rather than saying anything more she chose to remain silent.



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