Posts by Wildestdreams

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i started coughing when i saw premolars

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WAIT REALLY
I LOVE YOU ?? WOW
wildestkit is just a pure white domestic with pastel blue eyes
she can look a lot of different ways— like smiling sweetly, looking determined, nervous, or, my personal favorite, sheepish and bLUSHING

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Wildestkit was there, though she was only present behind Eternalazrael, her wide pastel blue eyes staring out toward the apparent new member with curiosity but fear. The Exiles. Well, she obviously knew about them. Though the tiny artist didn't realize it, this was a sibling of some sort— though Heavenlyfire was an ocelot, and she was still a tiny domestic kitten. Once again, she muttered, "Drats," under her breath. Everyone was still taller than her. And no, she would not get over it.

Though seeing how Permafrost had greeted her definitely scared the fragile child. If she had smelled like the Exiles when she had shown up...Wildestkit shook slightly. She hadn't told anyone about Finnishwars being her father, and now, she definitely didn't plan on it. Quietly, she said, "W-Welcome...I'm Wildestkit." She didn't feel like trying to be brave right now.

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oh my god i want to sleep but i can't find my phone and i won't be able to sleep until i find it

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well i found it now but
idk i think it's a whole part of a routine ?? so if it's not there i guess my mind panics

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Wildestkit, by nature, was very curious. It seemed strange to some people, considering her somewhat crippling timidity— even if she was trying to get over it. So when she saw the joiner, the tiny artist had shyly shuffled over next to Eternalazrael, almost hiding if it weren't for the fact she was stark white. Her pastel blue eyes traveled upwards to the face of the potential joiner, and she shrunk back on instinct. He looked...strange. She didn't like the smirk.

But no! That shouldn't scare her. The petite kitten stood up on her tiptoes and straightened her back, putting on a brave face as she took her gaze off of her paws and stared him right in the eye. No, she wasn't going to let him intimidate her.

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is it weird that my muse is really high for willy but my inspiration for responding to things is -26

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Her eyes widened slightly at the dangerous grin he gave her, her gaze averting momentarily, jumping slightly as she felt something on her back. When she realized what it was, though, she hesitated— it made her look weak and little. She was [i]not weak and little. But she accepted it anyway, a slightly annoyed look on her face, a blush touching her cheeks that only deepened as Imperialpaw gave his warning.

Was she that pathetic? She flickered her gaze back up, puffing out her chest slightly and said, "W-Welcome to ColouredClan. I'm Wildestkit." She cursed her stutter internally. It made her sound afraid of him. She was totally not afraid! Well...maybe a little. When Rainbowfactory called her adorable, she winced, mumbling something under her breath. Was she not intimidating?

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There had been a lot of joiners lately...it made her slightly nervous, much to her dismay. Though, she had to remind herself that she was one of them, too. Wildestkit had only joined a few days previous, still a newbie. Of course, she was glad that she wasn't [i]the newbie. That would be awful. The curious girl quietly appeared, pastel blue eyes staring up at Librascales. This female made her uneasy, just as a few of the other joiners had. She disliked it.

"W-Welcome to ColouredClan," she said quietly in her usual stutter, nearly forgetting to push her back straight to make herself appear taller. Everyone was bigger than her, which she hated. "I'm Wildestkit."

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Wildestkit hadn't been doing much. In fact, she had just been picking flowers, though she wouldn't want anyone to see her. Though she quite liked flowers, the artist knew that they were closely associated with weakness and cowardice, and she didn't want that. She was a brave girl! Though she had tried to quit the habit before, she couldn't seem to. She guessed she'd just have to accept it.

Her tiny ears pinned back to her skull when the roar hit her ears. Wow, he was loud, and— should she say it? —scary. Tiny paws shuffled over, sitting down, pastel blue eyes flickering around uncomfortably. At least she knew who the allies were, though she still didn't understand why everyone couldn't be friends. Hesitantly, she said, "I c-can go..." In all honesty, she didn't want to go. It scared her. But that was being brave. "...O-Only if no one e-else can!" she couldn't help but blurt.

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i feel as if wildestkit would legit spend a whole day doing all the mischievous shit to set up a bunch of couples
then she'd just watch like a proud mother

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Oh...so this was a Doctor, then. The word Nurse was familiar. Wasn't Greypaw a Nurse? Her papery thin ears flicked, pastel blue gaze drifting from Kestrelflight— someone she hadn't met yet —to the gray female, whom she decided was okay and easy enough to be around. Hesitantly at first, but with then more force, her tiny paws propelled herself forward next to her, sitting down and flashing a small smile to her. So then, she guessed she'd have to decided if she wanted to try...

For some reason, she found herself leaning heavily toward doing it. Which was insane, definitely. She hadn't even had any experience! Though it was unknown to her, Wildestkit was a reincarnation of a Physician in SunClan named Swanlake. Though she definitely had herb knowledge locked somewhere inside her, the ivory darling hadn't had a chance to unravel it yet. Maybe she would, or maybe she'd just have to learn everything like most people did.

But it was calling toward her, she knew that. For some reason, she was very nervous, but she sucked in a breath and once again told herself to be brave. Straightening herself out to appear more confident, she shakily said, "U-Um...hello!" [i]Breathe, Wildestkit, breathe! "I'm, um...I'm Wildestkit. As for w-why I want to join the team...I..." So much for seeming courageous. How was she supposed to word the fact that she didn't know? Chewing on her bottom lip for a moment, she said with less force, "...I want t-to help people." That sounded right, for some reason. And she wasn't lying, either. She genuinely felt it. And that was all she could say.

She ducked her head, awkwardly.

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grumpy perfy noises
i want to respond to the private threads i have
like i have muse for them i could probably type 2+ paragraphs
but for some reason i just don't feel like doing it

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Oh, no...she hadn't been able to answer...her ears flattened and she found a blush creep too her cheeks, slightly visible underneath her pale complexion. She hadn't really wanted to interrupt anyone. Oh, well...the girl listened to Kestrelflight explain, her head tipping to the side slightly as she took it in. The most interesting was the fact that poppy seeds were apparently bad for younger felines. Of course, Wildestkit was a curious child, so she decided to pipe up once everyone had stopped their talk, raising a tiny paw.

"Um...e-excuse me," she said as calmly as she could, sucking in a breath and straightening herself out again. There was no need to look cowardly. That was the last thing she wanted! "...I'm kind of c-curious...why are poppy seeds bad for younger cats?"

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Wildestkit liked to paint. She actually liked anything involving the arts, including singing— however, she was too much of a coward to preform in front of people. It was a fear she was trying to get rid of, along with all of her other shyness. It was likely heavily based on the fact that the girl she was reincarnated from was a very good artist along with her medical job. Who knew what Wildestkit would be interested in if it weren't for the bit of her that was Swanlake?

Nonetheless, as she came across Eternalazrael painting, she immediately hopped over, curious pastel blue eyes turned up to the rainbow. For a moment, she just observed, before a small smile crept over her features. "I-It's very pretty...can I help?"

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She blinked thoughtfully, before nodding slowly. It seemed that herbs, even if they could help you, also had side effects that came with it...Wildestkit guessed it was a choice. If you wanted to deal with symptoms, you could, or if they were bad enough, you use herbs. It was an interesting concept, one she'd have to be aware of. "Okay..." the artistic child commented finally. "And I'm sorry, b-but I have one more question..." She blushed a bit deeper. Honestly, she hoped she wasn't annoying him. "The reason those side effects happen to th-those that are younger...is it because of their size, or something of the sort?" There was a reason to everything, a cause and effect.

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Oh, so these were the members that were sort of being...traded, for the time being? The pure ivory child walked over, a bit timidly, her pastel blue eyes blinking up toward 'Nossy' and crinkling her pink nose slightly, before letting out a soft sigh. "Of course, t-taller than me..." the artist trailed gently. It was rough being a domestic kitten, and undersized at that. Everyone towered over her, and though she hated to admit it, it made her feel cowardly. And she already was cowardly.

Speaking of which. She took her usual stance of straightening her back out and raising her head, attempting to seem bigger than her actual petite size. "Hello, there...I'm Wildestkit."

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Sometimes, it wasn't easy to be courageous.

Wildestkit, in truth, was a very fragile girl— emotionally and physically. She tried rather hard to change this fact, because she honestly hated living her life in fear, but sometimes there were certain circumstances where straightening her back and standing on the tips of her toes wouldn't do it. There may be a good handful of people in this clan that'd happily torture the RiverClanners, but the artistic child was not one of them.

Hearing the call and seeing one getting pinned to the tree, she brought in an involuntary breath of air, pastel blue eyes widening in fear and objection. And she wanted to object, she truly did— it was wrong. It was definitely wrong. But she didn't find any words come out, and she was left, looking slightly shaky and her eyes wide.

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Though she was definitely terrified, the last thing she needed was having everyone treat her like she couldn't handle herself. It started with Greenberets telling her to go play mossball or whatever, a temperamental blush creeping up her pale complexion and her ears folding back. Her rosy cheeks only deepened in color every time someone told her to 'go play', mumbling something inaudible in her embarrassment under her breath. Hearing Hypercub, though, she turned to him with pale blue eyes, nodding silently before stalking off, expecting him to follow.

What was it about her? Was it because she was small? Being clawless? Why did everyone always treat her like a child? Though she was one, Wildestkit didn't like being called one. Seeing Cray, her gaze softened— she still was sweet and gentle, despite her anger —and said, "Do you g-guys want to go...painting?" She glanced over at the RiverClanners, eyes sad, but averted them quickly.

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Curiosity was not a foreign emotion to Wildestkit, so as the murmurs of a ghost joiner hit her ears, she had definitely wanted to check it out. Shyly, the petite ivory darling crept over to sit next to Primalpaw (not Prim), blue eyes glancing cautiously up at the ghost, though they were filled with fascination. She had never seen a ghost before. Or, at least, she thought she hadn't.

"Hello..." the artist said with a soft smile. He didn't seem threatening. He would pass right through her! She giggled slightly at the thought. "I'm Wildestkit. W-Welcome."