Posts by HURLEY.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 200px; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=13pt]I love being able to make my own character.

There's just this freedom for your character to be whoever you want them to be. They can have whatever name you want and they don't have to have certain genetics. There's always certain things you have to match up to when it comes to adoptions and gaining hpr characters and it is extremely annoying.

Saying this I like hpr's as well. That way they have family and there's more chance for an interesting plot to form. As well as the fact that they are quickly recognised by others. Whereas with first gen characters you have to work a little harder.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=9pt]the Sumatran tiger wondered forward from where she had formerly been singing and humming herself. She was late but she was here which was all that mattered. As the reality of what was happening set in the tiger strained her ears. Keeping alert as to not let herself be attacker sneakily as she scoured the fighting to find an opponent.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=9pt]a concerned frown sat firmly upon Hurley's maw. Her gaze flicking faintly from the alcohol to the girl. For some reason she doubted it was the alcohol talking. Hurley sat herself close by, ready to say a few comforting words or help her if she needed it.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=9pt] Hurley's gaze turned toward black light. A friendly smile decorating her maw "It's nice to meet you Blacklight, if you didn't catch my name before its Hurley" she chuckled lightly. Her chuckles were cut off when she was caught off guard and surprise tackled. A small laugh escaped the young tigeress maw as she hugged the cheetah back. Her massive paws supporting the weight easily. "Hey there" she chuckled "now who do I owe the pleasure of this hug?" she queried.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=9pt]"Well, it's an honour to meet the coolest cat, aye" the fem offered a smile of her own before flicking her gaze back to the blind cub. As the cub got up she straightened up and shook sand from her pelt and smiled. "Darkcub, I like that name" she approved with a smile. "It is quite a pleasure to meet you all"

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=9pt]Hurley had heard the sobbing and the tigeress was making her way over, she side glanced at si quickly before she moved to comfort a crying Blacklight. The tigeress aimed to let her tail rest on the girls back. A soft smile reaching her maw "Miss, would you like to tell me your name and business. I know it might not seem fair as of now but we do need to know" she murmured trying to comfort her as best she could.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=9pt]Hurley herself had been wondering, she was also quite bored so you could guess what she would do when she saw a new face. The young tiger moved toward the kit and caught up in a few strides. "Hey, we don't think we've met before, I'm Hurley" the young girl tipped her head to the side a little. "May I ask where your headed?"

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sure c: Hurley is open to be friends with anyone really. Do we need a thread?

For the whole future mate thing I want to see how she goes with them first. They can be friends though. I'll just pick her future mate a little later on.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 300px; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=10]guyssss I have no idea what the Cinco De Mayo isss.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=9.5pt]Hurley's gaze turned back to Blacklight's, a flicker of worry reaching her green orbs for only a moment. Seeing Darky the slender tigeress made a noise. Almost sounding like a purr "Hey Darky" she murmured towards the cute little cub before returning her gaze to the boy. Would you mind if i were to join you?"

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=10] The tigress was immediately embarrassed to have the attention drawn her way, but she managed to force a bright smile of sorts. "Hurley, my names Hurley" she gave the lightest shrug and offered then a more genuine smile.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=10] The tigress had heard it, too late but she had. Normally Hurley would be farm more careful but right now she didn't care. She leaped and she raced, crunching breakable items as she ran towards the broken figure. She'd seen her before but she couldn't stop to attempt to remember her name right now. "You'll be alright sweety" the words tumbled out of her mouth as she began to call for a druid.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=10]At first Hurley had just thought he was a confused clan member but her sense of smell told her otherwise. "Name and business please"

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=10]Speaking of newcomers, to big grins and huge animals. Hurley came thumping over, she didn't mean to be so loud. Honestly she didn't, but greeny found it necessary. The striped tigeress had been planning to wonder past but decided against when she spotted the socially awkward kitten, she beamed. "Hey Si, what you doing here? Your all alone you know" the young fem glanced around as if she were trying to spot someone near her or something. She was double checking her own words.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=10]Hurley was the next to arrive, a smile drawn faintly across the young tigers maw. "Auto-acceptance! Welcome to Sunclan, I'm Hurley" the tiger beamed with a curious flick of her tail.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=10] Hurley followed the crowd, moving past them only to have a threatening growl rumble in the depths of her throat. Her claws scraped the ground as she tried to keep her anger under control, her nostrils flaring as she glanced over to Vani. Briefly wondering what they were going to do.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 300px; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=10]anything really :p

So it's kinda like Australia's Anzac Day c:

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=10]The slim form of the tigeress had a smile on her face as she weaves her way towards the riverclanner. Hurley's green eyes shining "gifts?" an eager look appeared across her face "may I ask if there is a reason behind this?"

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 300px; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=10]Anzac day, rather then us winning is more about the guys that fought for our freedom and all the guys we've lost to war. So it's more of a day to remember the guys we lost.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; height: 250px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia][justify] [size=10]When Hurley met Rev he was happy, now the male was the opposite. The slim tiger moved forwards, her pale green eyes holding concern for the male. She stood in front of him, flicking her tail gently. "Rev you need to eat, at least" her gaze flicked up and down his matted figure. She wanted to help him, she did. She just had no idea how to help.