Posts by PaigeConners5

I mean, I do have somewhat big plans for Paperkit

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]Sniffling pitifully, Heliumcub shook her head and tried to curl herself into a ball, her chest heaving. "N-No. I'm not okay and there's nothing anyone but myself can do about it," she murmured monotonously.

"Hi daddy, Greg! Yes, it's me. Isn't this cool?"

Paperkit follow Mondie into the water, cringing when she felt the cold liquid on her belly fur.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px][Well, we shouldn't deprive the rest of SkyClan of this wonderful thing.]
"Yes, I've got them!" Paperkit purred, padding over with her fanciest puppets with her. The girl set them down around the area the duo had prepared. "Ooh, this is going to be so much fun!" she squealed, plopping onto a stool and carefully grabbing a biscuit, nibbling on the edge.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]Oh. Paperkit hadn't even thought about that. Her face fell and she lowered herself to the ground, flattening her ears. "Uh, sorry. I should have been thinking," she mewed softly.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]"Um... is that you Umbrae?" Paperkit inquired softly, cocking her head. The scent was familiar, but she wasn't one hundred percent sure.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]Well, she had a dragon body, but it was tiny and probably weaker than her domestic feline body. So, the kitten simply watched quietly while people followed Neo into ShadowClan territory.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]"You know me, Greg," Paperkit purred in greeting, flashing the leader a bright smile.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]Goodness, her father was so vain. Paperkit padded over, shaking her head and chuckling at Snaketongue. "Daddy, you're embarrassing," she mewed, only partly meaning it.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]Ooh, he can kill her domestic cat body. I kind of wanted her to be a fulltime dragon anyways. Could you draw her dragon body? An all white, tiny dragon with glowing pink eyes.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]Paperkit was putting on a puppet show. She had a slight obsession with making puppets, and now she had so many that she had an actual treasure chest full of them. Such a strange little girl. Now, she had set up a little stage, the treasure chest resting nearby. "Hey, anyone up for a puppet show?" she called out, eyes widening ever so slightly, hopefully.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]"Okay. Good. Because you stink like literal poop... AKA ShadowClan," she mewed, cracking a grin and giggling beneath her breath.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]Yeah, I was thinking something like that. A party sounds great, actually. Does anyone want to host it, or should Jasmine do that herself? OH, we could do more stuff with the traditions and hold a Saturnalia of the White God, considering we haven't really been doing anything like that.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]Emelia, how about you take some flowers to our allies and/or neutrals. We need to become a little more active, inside and outside our Clan. Casey, you can go and pick up around the city. Maybe do a little bit of maintenance. And Umbrae, you can try and write an anthem for the Badlands. Jasmine sent out to the trio that had arrived.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]Accepted. Welcome to the Badlands, Luca. I'm Jasmine, the Queen of this establishment, the white tiger communicated telepathically to the joiner, pale green orbs bright and a loose smile on her features as she padded over.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]So, she had lied. The meetings weren't going to have a schedule because sometimes they needed to come earlier or later. Oh well. They'd deal.

All members of the Badlands, gather for a meeting! she sent telepathically to the entire Clan, a loose smile on her features as she gazed at the NPCs who arrived.

I know I said these meetings would be held on Sundays, but I got impatient and am going to just hold them whatever. Sorry, not sorry. Anyways, demotions first off, to get it out of the way. Boleyn, I haven't seen you around at all. You have the potential to be promoted again, but, for now, I want Emelia to step up in her place as Bishop. Enki's promoted to Rook, Umbrae, Casey and Luca are promoted to Knights, and Balto, Rebellion and Tenebrae are promoted to Castles. That is all.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]What a stupid question... that she answered nonetheless. "Anything meaty," she replied.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]Californiacub giggled at her mother's overprotectiveness, nodding slowly. "Don't worry, mama, I'll be fine," she purred, nuzzling her mother affectionately.

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]"O-Okay... that'd be fun," she mewed softly, bobbing her head slowly, a small smile curving onto her lips. So this person was a giant science nerd, evidently. Cali was when it came to clouds and flowers. Nature stuff. Not space stuff.