Posts by Connery L. Flameseeker

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]It was a stormy night near King's Landing, the wind had blown in quite a storm, the harsh rain pounding against the castle and buildings like thousands of rocks being thrown at them. The rain and darkness had managed to conceal the pattering of a young tiger cubs small feet as he trotted up towards the city, his pelt was soaked with the rain and was cold to the touch, but even though he shivered almost constantly due to the cold he tried his best to hold his head up and keep a stern face; though now that he was drawing closer to his destination his expression was starting to morph into fear and relief.
    When he finally reached the gates he shook the water off of his pelt and began to scratch at the gate, hoping that someone would come and let him in. As he sat there waiting he attempted in vain to regain his serious composure, as now that he was out of the rain he started feeling the harsh, cold blasts of the wind against his soaked pelt.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]The cub's round ears perked up when he heard the gate opening, eagerly he stood up, glad that it hadn't taken to long for someone to hear him. "Yes, my mother sent me here so that I could join your group." He said as he looked upon the dragon, slightly worried by just the sheer size of who he was talking to, but he did his best to regain his stern expression. He gave a curious glance towards the wolf that had just walked towards them, before returning his attention back towards the dragon.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Relieved, the tiger cub followed the dragon inside of the walls of King's Landing quickly responding to the welcome from the queen with "Thank you."
    He watched as the gates closed behind him, glad to be at least inside the walls of the city. "I'm Connery Leonidas," he said as he turned his attention back to the first dragon to greet him, "my mother would be Constellationdreamer, the leader of Shadowclan."
    He looked over towards Ace when he heard a greeting come from the Warden and responded with a dip of his head and said. "Hello to you Ace Lannister."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Connery looked gave a quick glance and nod in greeting to the two other animals that had come onto the scene before turning his attention to the Gray Wolf, hearing the wolf ask him a few question. "I would like a place to stay, seeing as I'll be living here, and I wouldn't mind something to eat or drink if it's alright." He said glad to hear that they were willing to him a place to stay.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]"Thank you for your kindness," He said both to the queen and to Duncan, "I shall stay here for now." He then dipped his head down to take a bite of the carcass that the stag had given him. He lifted his head back up when he heard the queen speak to him, sitting up he said with some uncertainty in his voice. "She said that I should be honored to be being sent out to spread the Leonidus family name and possibly bring greatness to the name as well. At least, that's what I think she said." Honestly he hardly remembered what his mother had said to him before he left, so most of it he had guessed at what she had said, though he was certain some of it was true.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]An event based entirely on complimenting, this wasn't something Connery hadn't expected to find, though he wasn't going to turn down something such as this. "I thank the clan for allowing me to join them." The tiger cub said as he sat himself down among the group that was slowly forming.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Connery padded up towards the rather loud dragon, irritated clear on his face. He had just been sleeping, having been exhausted from his trek to Westeros, when the dragon had so rudely awoken him with his shouting. "Is that even allowed?" The tiger cub murmured as he looked towards the other animals that had come upon hearing the dragon give his announcement.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Connery had been walking about the city, admiring the city in all of its glory in the daytime, having not had the chance to enjoy it when he first arrived in the night. He was glad his mother had chosen this group for him to join, from what he had seen it was the perfect fit for him.
    He was shaken out of his thoughts when he heard someone asking about books, he curiously turned his head in the direction of the voice, curious as to who had asked the question. When he saw the source of the question, a domestic feline, he casually trotted over to her and said. "I don't know where one would find 'books', but I would be happy to help you look for them, whatever they are."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Connery gave a small smile and a bow in return to the feline, hoping to make a good impression, and said. "I guess not, since I don't know what that would be either. I'd be glad if you taught me about reading if you're willing." He had never had the time or patience to learn about books and reading when he was younger, more focused on practicing fighting techniques and imitating the dispositions of the animals he had been around, and less on knowledge and the world around him; but now that he was older he was beginning to grow curious about those subjects he had been ignored before.
    "Oh yeah, my name is Connery Leonidus." The young tiger said, having completely forgotten about the formality of introducing himself. "It's a pleasure to meet you Seracletona." He then gave a small nod in greeting to the wolf he remembered from when he had joined.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]A hatching? This certainly peaked Connery's attention, as he had never seen eggs before, especially ones that were hatching. Silently, he sat down among the group of animals that were also waiting in anticipation for the young to burst forth from the eggs.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Connery face became slightly flushed in embarrassment over foolishly asking if she was willing to teach him, but otherwise looked quite glad that she was indeed willing to help him. He had been about to ask where to look first when a tyrannosaur walked onto the scene and dropped from his mouth some books; he stared both at the dinosaur and the books with wonder. He was certain that those were indeed books, as there would be no other reason for the tyrannosaur to drop those things. Just as amazing for the cub though, was that there was a dinosaur standing before him, though he had no idea what it was, but it certainly looked nothing like the dragons he had seen before. He said nothing, unable to make a peep after having such an event occur.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Awoken from his state of shock when felt himself get brushed by Seracletona's tail, Connery walked forward towards the pile of books, looking at the various covers of the books; as he could not read any of them he decided which one based upon the images that were printed onto it. As he looked over them one cover caught his eyes, a small book with a picture of two humans combating each other in a dark scene with the waves rolling behind them, underneath the picture were the words, "The Black Arrow", though all Connery could tell was that they were shapes scrawled onto the book. He gingerly pointed towards the book with his paw and said. "I think I wanna read that one."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Connery stared in awe as the first one egg, then the other, began to first shake as the lives inside struggled to break free of their strikingly beautiful prisons. When finally the two hatchlings burst forth from their cells, the tiger cub couldn't help but admire the two hatchlings' scales, which were just as stunning as the eggs they had come out of; though he couldn't help but notice that neither of them looked as strong as their parents. "Congratulations your highness, they are gorgeous." He said with awe and respect as he looked back towards the mother and father of the two hatchlings.
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    Connery nodded, giving one more glance towards the book he had picked and said. "Alright, thanks again for doing this." He honestly couldn't wait to learn to read, but he knew that right now certainly wasn't the time or the place to be learning such things, seeing as there were quite a few interruptions here so the place didn't afford much in the way of concentration.
    He was continuing to look through the various books when he heard the sound of stomping, when he turned his head in the direction of the disturbance he saw a young dragon stomping towards them. Curious, Connery watched as Creon walked up towards the pile of books, put his nose to one of them, and say his statement. "I don't think books have any food." The young tiger said as he gently prodded the little dragon with his paw.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]"Hello Whistleblower. I'm Connery Leonidus, it's a pleasure to meet you." The young tiger said as he padded up towards the group. He really was only visiting this meet and greet because he didn't have the chance to see Whistleblower and his siblings' hatching, so he wished to see them and what they looked like compared to the ones he had seen; that and it didn't hurt to meet other animals in his age range.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Yo, does anyone wanna plot with Connery?
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