| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; background:url(https://31.media.tumblr.com/24…9axpXH5z1r5s988o2_250.jpg); bordercolor=transparent; width: 100px; height: 300px; background-position: center;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; margin-top: 290px;][size=4pt](c) moonchild![/size][/fancypost][/fancypost] | [fancypost bgcolor=#D5DED9; bordercolor=transparent; width: 300px; height: 10px; background-position: center;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#99B2B7; bordercolor=transparent; width: 300px; height: 10px; background-position: center;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#D4ECF9; bordercolor=transparent; width: 300px; height: 10px; background-position: center;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#D9CEB2; bordercolor=transparent; width: 300px; height: 234px; background-position: center;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 280px; height: 220px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=7pt]the searing pain that bloomed on lacrimosa's cheek definitely pissed her off-- she made a move to fight back, but realized that, in enemy territory, that would be a very bold and stupid move. she took a step back and glared at the bear, her ice-blue eyes, instead of looking cold, burned with an enraged fire. she lifted a paw and brushed away the drops of blood that welled from the wound. "that hurt," she drawled sarcastically, flashing the sunclanners a daring smirk. #lacrimosamakara[/size][/justify][/fancypost][/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; background:url(https://31.media.tumblr.com/24…9axpXH5z1r5s988o2_250.jpg); bordercolor=transparent; width: 100px; height: 300px; background-position: center;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; margin-top: 290px;][size=4pt](c) moonchild![/size][/fancypost][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#D5DED9; bordercolor=transparent; width: 300px; height: 10px; background-position: center;][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=#D9CEB2; bordercolor=transparent; width: 300px; height: 234px; background-position: center;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 280px; height: 220px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=7pt]ooc; whereas you've gained tons of muse, i lost mine. i shall reply when i find it. sorry! XD
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; text-shadow: 0px 0px 8px violet; letter-spacing: 6px; margin-top: -35px;]breathed so deep i thought i'd drown[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px;][justify][size=7pt]"if that's the case, then we should all get a move on," the scout murmured before lifting her muzzle in the air, searching for any particular scents. it was as if a switch was flipped in her mind-- all of a sudden, she sounded more formal than earlier. she was cool and collected, and regarded the mingling scents in the air with careful thought. she took note of how the wind moved from west to east. "i hope you have had your morning meals-- if not, we can hunt along the way. since we are near departing the land of the feddies, it'll be only right to patrol their entire border."
her voice seemed thoughtful. she refused to acknowledge the fact that she herself had not eaten breakfast, and instead turned to her comrades and offered a dip of her head. "if stomachs start rumbling, we can take a break to hunt. for now, we should start. if we continue to dawdle, the patrol will last the rest of the day, and i don't want to leave our clanmates unattended and unprotected." with that being said, she turned her attention back to the winds.
her attention was turned to wren, insignia's apprentice. "wren, what do you think? should we go with the wind, or against it? remember that both decisions have their strengths and weaknesses." it was a test for the youngster. going with the wind meant that their scents would be easily picked up by anything ahead of them-- it also meant that they can't be followed by any potential attackers. weakness, strength. if the patrol went against the wind, anything ahead of them would never know of their presence-- on the flipside, they would leave a scent trail that other, potentially vicious attackers could pick up. strength, weakness.
"well?" the scout turned to wren, wanting to see the decision-making skills the precursor's apprentice had. her dark-blue eyes were empty, limitless, as deep as the darkest abyss, taking everything in and hiding it in the shadows. her face was a mask of emotionless. she showed no emotion, nothing at all, simply waited, with the tip of her tail swishing every so often to measure the strength of the breeze.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
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[size=7pt]she-cat
scout
twenty-three moons[/size]
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[size=7pt]unknown mentor
no apprentice[/size]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; text-shadow: 0px 0px 8px violet; letter-spacing: 20px; margin-top: -30px;][size=50pt]vindicate[/size][/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; text-shadow: 0px 0px 8px violet; letter-spacing: 6px; margin-top: -35px;]breathed so deep i thought i'd drown[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px;][justify][size=7pt]vindicate had been separate from the hitchhikers when the storm blew. in some ways, she never really was a part of them, often found scouting, patrolling, hunting on her own, although did so for the group. she was a lonesome fellow, stood by them and yet allowed no one to stand by her. it was like she refused to allow herself the comforts of being in a group, and only chose to give them all she got. it was a weird, queer thing, an absurd way of life that the scout had forced herself into. she deserved none of their kindness, and succumbed into giving them the services that she could. still, even as a well-respected member of the hitchhiking band of loners, she continued to feel alone.
so, when the storm struck, she was instantly swept away from her allies, brought farther and farther by the rallying winds and howling thunder-- each strike, each clap made her entire body flinch, her eyes narrowed against the gust as a particularly strong breeze carried her away from solid ground, causing her to tumble off the edge, and it was only by sheer luck that the cliff wasn't too vertical. it was a gravelly slope and, with some difficulty, managed to haul herself back up, although managing to wound her ankle in the process of slipping on the slippery stone. she extended her claws, tried to dig them into the hard earth, but they simply scraped at the surface harmlessly.
ears folded back, pelt messed up by trying to bristle, only to be smoothed back by the storm. she couldn't even speak, the winds smothered her muzzle, preventing her from uttering more than a pained groan. she couldn't see two foxlengths in front of her due to the water pelting down from the angry heavens, and, soon enough, she was a wet, shivering mess of a feline. and where were the hitchhikers? she worried about them so. they needed her help, didn't they? it didn't matter that she would surely grow sick after the torrential rain. she had to know that at least one of them was safe. if not-- she should just let herself be swept away.
through the winds spiked with cold and barren scents, she found a certain, faint smell writhing with the gust. like a sliver of sunshine through the rainstorm, hope. she followed it, half-blinded by the storm, allowed it to lead her to a small crack in the wall of the mountain, barely large enough for a cat. she peered inside, took note of how her muzzle didn't feel as cold. the small crevice bloomed with the scent of a specific cat, not one that vindicate got along with in particular, but at least it was someone. she could tell the raven-furred feline was already asleep, and the scout knew better than to push herself inside, the space was too small, both of them would suffocate. instead, she curled up by the mouth of the cleft, entire lean frame shivering with wind and cold. she blocked off most of the freezing temperature without sacrificing the breathable air, hopefully giving etoile a more comfortable environment to sleep in. vindicate wasn't too glad that, of all the felines, she stumbled upon the cat as sharp as her, thus leading to many arguments, but etoile was part of the hitchhikers, after all. she was family, was she not?[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
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[size=7pt]she-cat
scout
twenty-three moons[/size]
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[size=7pt]unknown mentor
no apprentice[/size]
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#scoutvindicate[/size]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; text-shadow: 0px 0px 8px violet; letter-spacing: 20px; margin-top: -30px;][size=50pt]vindicate[/size][/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; text-shadow: 0px 0px 8px violet; letter-spacing: 6px; margin-top: -35px;]breathed so deep i thought i'd drown[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; letter-spacing: 1px;][justify][size=7pt]the scout had to admit, she wasn't too thrilled about the way wren had responded-- her whiskers twitched in indignation, but she said nothing. her eyes betrayed nothing, two blue orbs that were, more or less, impregnable fortresses that refused to let the slightest emotion shine through. she stared at the younger albino silently, wondered if it would be a good idea to speak out. her patience, prevailed, however, and vindicate soon turned her icy gaze away. "if you say so, wren."
the tabby didn't really think that simply letting the scent drop was a good idea-- yes, it was stale, but they shouldn't drop their defenses because of it. vindicate knew all too well that anything could take a change of heart in a matter of heartbeats. she experienced first hand how a stale scent transformed into a wild, lethal chase in as quick as an hour. it resulted in a good number of casualties, with the worst being her mother and sister. ever since, she knew she could never let her guard down. "let's just hope we don't run into any unwelcome scents during our travel," she informed before nodding towards the rest of the patrol, face expressionless and blank.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
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[size=7pt]she-cat
scout
twenty-three moons[/size]
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[size=7pt]unknown mentor
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[size=7pt]requiem padded towards her clanmates, a seemingly distant expression set grimly upon her face. she had just returned from her quick travel to the mountains a good distance away from bloodclan-- up where the winds were still strong and the lands were still chilly, a sharp contrast against her home territory's blistering heat. after a good night's sleep, the tabby was, once again, as fit as could be, and showed no signs that she stumbled across a great number of troubles coming back from the mountains.
"yo," was all she said in greeting, greatly interested by the thought of capture the flag, a game she knew well. it was an activity she was highly familiar with, having done many things similar during her youth. she caught sight a few familiar faces in the crowd, some unfamiliar, not that it fazed her too much. requiem had never really been the type to be bothered by strangers, and so simply sat amdist the growing throng of bloodclanners, waiting for the training to begin.
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[justify][size=7pt]#requiemacerbus - invisible scrollie ![/size][/justify][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; background:url(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tum…pwnj5rxm1qgw7exo1_500.jpg); bordercolor=transparent; width: 100px; height: 300px; background-position: center;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; margin-top: 290px;][size=4pt](c) moonchild![/size][/fancypost][/fancypost] [/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; background:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.ama…ges/patterns/67/67498.png); width: 450px; height: 310px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 260px; overflow: auto; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px;][justify][size=7pt]when requiem caught scent of bloodclan cats during her walk, she unconsciously wandered towards it, paws easily bringing her to where her other comrades were-- digging a hole? a curious sight, indeed, and it was definitely something that confused the tabby cat. "anything of interest down there, sir?"[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
(Ｃ) ＭＯＯＮ ＺＯＭＢＩＥ ?!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]ＷＩＴＨ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ ＡＢＯＶＥ ＹＯＵ, ＴＨＥＲＥ'Ｓ ＨＥＬＬ ＯＶＥＲ ＭＥ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; background:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.ama…ges/patterns/67/67498.png); width: 450px; height: 310px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 260px; overflow: auto; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px;][justify][size=7pt]"i guess it couldn't hurt," came a casual tone as requiem, a first tier, padded over, licking her lips as she gulped down the remains of a blackbird. her whiskers twitched in curiosity as she realized she'd never really taken part in survival training before. it would do her well to learn more about the advantages and disadvantages of living in such a barren wasteland, and, despite her lengthy stay in bloodclan's territory, she was still more used to living within the confines of the forest instead of the freedom of the desert. she hoped she would learn a little bit more.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
(Ｃ) ＭＯＯＮ ＺＯＭＢＩＥ ?!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]ＷＩＴＨ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ ＡＢＯＶＥ ＹＯＵ, ＴＨＥＲＥ'Ｓ ＨＥＬＬ ＯＶＥＲ ＭＥ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; background:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.ama…ges/patterns/67/67498.png); width: 450px; height: 310px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 260px; overflow: auto; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px;][justify][size=7pt]threads with requiem ?[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
(Ｃ) ＭＯＯＮ ＺＯＭＢＩＥ ?!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; background:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.ama…ges/patterns/67/67498.png); width: 450px; height: 310px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 260px; overflow: auto; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px;][justify][size=7pt]dis someone say combat? requiem joined the throng in an instant, interested in what the ocelot was speaking of. true, bloodclanners tend to blindly dive into battle, and a little training never really hurt anyone-- except, of course, those careless enough to get hurt during training. the tabby feline quickly looked around, searching for a nearest spar partner. her eyes landed on rumbo and she smoothy grinned in greeting. "i hope you don't mind if i choose you as a spar partner, tom-cat."[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
(Ｃ) ＭＯＯＮ ＺＯＭＢＩＥ ?!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]ＷＩＴＨ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ ＡＢＯＶＥ ＹＯＵ, ＴＨＥＲＥ'Ｓ ＨＥＬＬ ＯＶＥＲ ＭＥ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; background:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.ama…ges/patterns/67/67498.png); width: 450px; height: 310px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 260px; overflow: auto; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px;][justify][size=7pt]"i know, i've seen you around a few times. you're a pretty chill guy," she complemented warmly with a nod of her head. she faced him fully, rolled her powerful shoulders carefully as she got ready for their little spar. a sliver of pain bloomed on her sore muscles, reminding her that it has only been a few days since she got back from her visit to the mountains, but she would never let such a thing hinder her. no, requiem was the type of warrior that knew how to ignore pain in favor of movement. "my name is requiem acerbus. it's quite a pleasure to meet you."[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
(Ｃ) ＭＯＯＮ ＺＯＭＢＩＥ ?!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]ＷＩＴＨ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ ＡＢＯＶＥ ＹＯＵ, ＴＨＥＲＥ'Ｓ ＨＥＬＬ ＯＶＥＲ ＭＥ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; background:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.ama…ges/patterns/67/67498.png); width: 450px; height: 310px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 260px; overflow: auto; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px;][justify][size=7pt]"a windclan raid? sounds like my kind of day," chuckled requiem as she appeared, lumbering into the crowd in her polar bear body. fitted atop her large, white head was the skull of a larger bear, most likely a grizzly, sun-bleached and smoothed out. her skull-helmet, despite appearing heavy, seemed to do nothing to slow down the polar bear. her lips curled into a manic grin at the thought of tearing down some proclanners.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
(Ｃ) ＭＯＯＮ ＺＯＭＢＩＥ ?!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; background:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.ama…ges/patterns/67/67498.png); width: 450px; height: 310px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 260px; overflow: auto; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px;][justify][size=7pt]requiem wasted no time in entering windclan territory. the fact that she was in her polar bear form didn't phase her, not at all. she seemed just as agile as she was in her feline body, and quickly swerved into the camp with a perfect swivel. she buried her claws into the earth and swung her head around, the bear-skull acting as her helmet making her look twice as intimidating. the head-armor was a perfect fit, not too loose and not too tight, and the eye holes were perfectly aligned with her own eyes, allowing her unmarred vision. a manic grin decorated her face as she waited for the proclanners to come pouring in.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
(Ｃ) ＭＯＯＮ ＺＯＭＢＩＥ ?!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]ＷＩＴＨ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ ＡＢＯＶＥ ＹＯＵ, ＴＨＥＲＥ'Ｓ ＨＥＬＬ ＯＶＥＲ ＭＥ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; background:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.ama…ges/patterns/67/67498.png); width: 450px; height: 310px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 260px; overflow: auto; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px;][justify][size=7pt]"torture? sounds lovely." her voice dripped with excitement as she approached, her sleek, sokoke form easily slithering to the very front. her claws were extending, digging into the hot earth beneath her pads, and bloodlust surged through her veins like adrenaline, blooming in her chest like a rumbling storm. now this was something she was excited to be a part of, and her mind was already beginning to whirl with a number of torture methods that would surely make those three unfortunate souls beg for mercy-- not that it would do the any good. requiem would simply revel in their cries of pain.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
(Ｃ) ＭＯＯＮ ＺＯＭＢＩＥ ?!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]ＷＩＴＨ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ ＡＢＯＶＥ ＹＯＵ, ＴＨＥＲＥ'Ｓ ＨＥＬＬ ＯＶＥＲ ＭＥ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; background:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.ama…ges/patterns/67/67498.png); width: 450px; height: 310px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 260px; overflow: auto; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px;][justify][size=7pt]"well, well, well. sounds like someone's a bit late to the party," requiem sneered as the windclan adviser appeared, harboring a similar body to hers. the makings of quite an interesting battle, and she simply hoped this godforsaken proclanner was actually worth the time. with a deep chuckle, she quickly surged forward, aiming to rake her claws along solem's chest.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
(Ｃ) ＭＯＯＮ ＺＯＭＢＩＥ ?!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; background:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.ama…ges/patterns/67/67498.png); width: 450px; height: 310px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 260px; overflow: auto; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px;][justify][size=7pt]ooc; requiem only uses her polar bear body on special occasions. whenever she's in the desert, she's usually in her feline form and leaves the polar bear somewhere in the frigid mountains.
ic; now, requiem wasn't some sissy that went crying home at the slightest glimmer of pain. if anything, she was quite a bit masochistic as she was sadistic, and feeling it bloom on her own arm simply drove her wild. her bloodlust rose like a tidal wave, an onslaught of desire, and she chuckled once more, staring at the polar bear with eyes that seem to be void of any and all emotions. "that the best you got, hot shot?" she quickly lurched sideways, reaching out a claw and aiming to swipe her enemy's paws from under him before dipping forward and aiming another blow, this time to the back of his neck.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
(Ｃ) ＭＯＯＮ ＺＯＭＢＩＥ ?!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;]ＷＩＴＨ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ ＡＢＯＶＥ ＹＯＵ, ＴＨＥＲＥ'Ｓ ＨＥＬＬ ＯＶＥＲ ＭＥ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;][hr][hr]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
ＷＩＴＨ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ ＡＢＯＶＥ ＹＯＵ, ＴＨＥＲＥ'Ｓ ＨＥＬＬ ＯＶＥＲ ＭＥ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px;][justify][size=7pt]"whatever's in our hearts? what if i don't have one?" her voice was teasing, yes, but hardly disrespectful. the sokoke feline entered the premises, her pelt finely-groomed until her dark, tabby stripes stood out like shadows against her chocolate-hued fur. she quickly rolled an egg towards her, dipping the entire thing in black before dipping a perfectly-sharpened claw in red paint. with impressive precision, she began to apply red streaks vertically on the black surface of the egg. "i'm guessing i should tone down the gore factor in these designs, or would those be quite an effective bonus?"[/size][/justify][/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;][hr][hr]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
ＷＩＴＨ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ ＡＢＯＶＥ ＹＯＵ, ＴＨＥＲＥ'Ｓ ＨＥＬＬ ＯＶＥＲ ＭＥ
[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 440px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: -10px;][justify][size=7pt]"if that is the case, stripes, then i hope you don't mind if i go wild with the violence," she chuckled in a light-hearted manner, smirking at the third-tier before turning her attention back towards the egg. unlike the others, she didn't have molecular manipulation, or a paintbrush, or opposable thumbs, but she did have one heck of a sharp claw and some insane patience. soon enough, the black egg was covered in vertical lines set apart in uneven spaces. rinsing the red paint off and replacing it with a darker, red hue, she allowed her mind to roam free until her masterpiece was finished. initially, she planned on creating, just as jace said, a brutal murder scene... instead, she came up with a pattern of bleeding, red flowers. they were just as pretty as they were foreboding. "i guess that works," she muttered with a shrug before nudging it towards the other finished eggs and taking a new one and dipping it in black once more.[/size][/justify][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;][hr][hr]ＴＨＥ ＷＡＴＥＲ ＩＳ ＲＵＳＴＥＤ, ＴＨＥ ＡＩＲ ＩＳ ＵＮＣＬＥＡＮ
ＡＮＤ ＴＨＥＲＥ, ＦＯＲ Ａ ＳＥＣＯＮＤ, Ｉ ＦＥＥＬ ＦＲＥＥ
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;][hr][hr][size=9pt]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
ＷＩＴＨ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ ＡＢＯＶＥ ＹＯＵ, ＴＨＥＲＥ'Ｓ ＨＥＬＬ ＯＶＥＲ ＭＥ[/size]
[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 440px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: -10px;][justify][size=7pt]"pretty hot," requiem complemented with a reassuring smirk as she caught sight of the newly made-over she-cat. the sokoke wasn't even lying, either. something about the dangerous, deadly appeal seemed to make screamingbanshee pretty damn stunning.[/size][/justify][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;][hr][hr][size=9pt]ＴＨＥ ＷＡＴＥＲ ＩＳ ＲＵＳＴＥＤ, ＴＨＥ ＡＩＲ ＩＳ ＵＮＣＬＥＡＮ
ＡＮＤ ＴＨＥＲＥ, ＦＯＲ Ａ ＳＥＣＯＮＤ, Ｉ ＦＥＥＬ ＦＲＥＥ[/size]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;][hr][hr]' ＣＡＵＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳ Ａ ＷＡＳＴＥＬＡＮＤ, ＭＹ ＯＮＬＹ ＲＥＴＲＥＡＴ
ＷＩＴＨ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ ＡＢＯＶＥ ＹＯＵ, ＴＨＥＲＥ'Ｓ ＨＥＬＬ ＯＶＥＲ ＭＥ
[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 440px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white; letter-spacing: 2px; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: -10px;][justify][size=7pt]"well, that's what you get for refusing help," requiem pointed out in a sing-song voice, and it would've genuinely sounded nice had it not been teasing. she quickly stepped forward, turning he back on the burrow and pushing her body against serpentine's flank, aiming to help him pull his own form out of the small rabbit burrow that he'd gotten himself stuck into. she unsheathed her claws and buried them into the earth, trying her best to help him out of his tight predicament.[/size][/justify][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;][hr][hr]ＴＨＥ ＷＡＴＥＲ ＩＳ ＲＵＳＴＥＤ, ＴＨＥ ＡＩＲ ＩＳ ＵＮＣＬＥＡＮ
ＡＮＤ ＴＨＥＲＥ, ＦＯＲ Ａ ＳＥＣＯＮＤ, Ｉ ＦＥＥＬ ＦＲＥＥ
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