Posts by Elvis Everett

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    [justify]When he noticed Weston leaning down towards him, he picked himself up a bit, leaning in to be even closer; a shiver nearly passing though him when the other's warm breath tickled at his ear. "You are like a living memory of him. Everything you do reminds me of Captain. You sure you are not his long lost brother or something?" Everything huh? Well, at least he knew why it was that Weston had even hung around him to begin with..
    Elvis heart felt as though it has stopped momentarily as he straightened up, taking a step or two backwards. Upon trying to speak, he could feel the lump in his throat choacking his words down. "O-Oh, erm, no I can't say that I am..", he managed to get out, not looking directly at the German. He felt so stupid. Of course there was some other reason that Weston would ever want to even be around him at all. All he did was remind him of an old dead friend who he missed. Holding back a wave of emotion, Elvis turned to walk off, not wanting to look any weaker. "I, uh, I should probably be going. There might be a shortage on a patrol or something of that nature.", he lied, offering a halfhearted laugh. "It was nice to talk to you, Wes."
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    [justify]"Hello, Bulletproofkit!", Elvis shouted in greeting before taking a seat nearby the newly joined kitten. "I'm called Elvis, it's a pleasure to have you with us here in thunderclan." There was an genuinely excited tone in his voice when he spoke. Not only did he just adore children, but it seemed that there were so much animals that had recently decided to become appart of the clan. His stumpy little tail wagged about as he thought of all the good to come from their new member.[/justify]

    [justify]"Oh, isn't this fantastic?", he laughed affably as he passed Waylon to sit down before Nellie. "My mug is up for grabs to draw anything that you'd like!", he offered, his tail wagging about. "You can onsider me a practice round." He'd never been pained before of course, but all the bright colors were exciting to him. [/justify]

    [justify]While Elvis didn't have a single clue as to who this Witchinghour woman was, he found the excitement of the others seemed to rub off on him as he moved over to greet the former thunderclan leader. "Hello, miss! I'm called Elvis, it's a pleasure to be meeting you.", he introduced himself politely, but stayed back a bit in order to allow her to become reacquainted with her old friends. [/justify]

    [justify]Elvis had arrived in just enough time to hear the younger cat's statement, but having played this game before, it was easy for him to guess that they were playing the game with the two truths and the lie. "I hope you lot don't mind my joining in."He took his seat in the growing group with a lopsided grin, his tail wagging a bit. He had always liked to play this game. It allowed their members to get to know one another a bit better. "Is it the first one?", he offered his choice up.[/justify]

    [justify]Upon noticing the girls activity, a wide lopsided grin formed onto Elvis's features. Wiggling his hindquarters a bit in preparation, the canine suddenly bolted forward, throwing down his front paws into a nearby puddle, laughed loudly as the muddied water splashed his coat. Sure what he was doing could be considered a childish act, but he couldn't help but enjoy the compromising situation at hand. [/justify]

    [justify]"Oh, I think I might've heard about that one before.", the dog announced before he sat down nearby the cat. He was sure he'd played before and he could remember correctly, it was pretty entertaining, or at least it had been to him. "I wouldn't mind giving it a go.", he said with a grin.[/justify]

    [justify]A playful growl came from him as he felt the dirtied water splash onto his face. Letting out a short laugh of enjoyment, Elvis took a small step or two backwards before shooting forward to slide into the rain filled puddle on the ground below him in an attempt to cover the femal with the liquid. [/justify]

    [justify]Oh dear, why couldn't things just be easy for them for once? Everything was just so gosh darned confusing and it was begining to break him down. His head began to ache once more as his past self attempted to claw his way out of his mind. Trying so hard to push the fuzzy memories up to him. He had just been about to break into a skittish run when he suddenly caught sound of the other dog's larger paws slamming down on the forest floor behind him.
    "Do not leave, Elvis!"
    The unfamiliar tone of emotions in Weston's voice was more than enough to stop him dead in his tracks. Why had he even left? He wanted so desperately to be near him. He wanted to be as close to him as he had been just moments before. Elvis's eyes widened at the feeling of the German's warmth aginst the back of his neck. He welcomed the feeling as he began to shake softly.
    Tears welled up in his eyes as a storm of memories hit hit like a wave, leaving him unable to do much more than shake in his place. He could feel his jaw clenching in pain at skull splitting force that had been residing inside of him, a quite whimper leaving him.
    Captain. He could hear the name swirling along in his head as the rememberance of others calling out to him arose. Gosh, why couldn't he have made the connection sooner? It was now so obvious to him that he had once lived among the clan, though he had simply inhabited a different form. He was Captain.
    His tensed up muscles would slowly release themselves as he slouched over, still pressing himself against Weston longingly. His old friend who had tried to teach him to fight. His old friend he'd seen before his final moments in his other body. "Don't you.. Don't you worry, Wes..", he choked out with a weak smile, fatigue clinging to him. The force of remembering had nearly worm him out entirely."I'm not going anywhere, mate. Not again. I'm going to stay right here with you."
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    [justify]Snickering at the calico's predicament, Elvis's eyes closed in an uncontrollable laughed, dropping himself down into the brown puddle. "Don't hate the player, missy. Hate the game!", he exclaimed between laughs, looking up at her now brownish soaked fur, causing even more laughter to erupt from him. He had just moved to pick himself up when a large splash from Bulletproofkit had hit him directly. Using one of his paws, he splash back, attempting to hit he excited kitten with a cold douse of water. [/justify]

    [justify]// These poor children omfg


    He couldn't seem to stop his shaking for anything. The remembering he'd been dreaming so long for had finally came, but the tears coming now flowed down his cheeks more profusely when he'd felt the quick trembling of Weston from behind him. "It's me I swear it is, Wes.", he sniffled almost pleadingly, watching as his tears slipped off of him an onto the ground below him. "Oh, gosh did I miss you.." All the longing he had felt for the canine made so much sense to him now. He hadn't been crazy after all. He'd only wanted to console the other. Wanted to make him feel better. "Longest German word you could think of, remember?", he offered weakly. "I promised I'd be back."[/justify]