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[justify]"I'm watching, always watching Meenah Pendragon-Starke," the female muttered underneath her breath as she climbed into the tree that Bubblepaw was currently perching in while her roleplayer was hyperventilating and had a large and goofy grin slapped onto her face.[/justify]
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[justify]-quietly stalks-.[/justify]
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[justify]The female gave a large smile as her friend approached, she let a goofy grin cover her silver mouth, blue eyes shining as she opened her maw to respond. "'ELLO MR. BUBBLES!" The female shouted as her silver indigo orbs landed on the male as he was approaching, her voice loud but the wind seemed to carry it out of her jaws. "I'm here to suggest an idea," she responded as she tried to fluff out her pelt even more as she shifted her body to Des, her blueberry cranium dipping in a sign of respect and also a welcome.[/justify]
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[justify]The female was to say was starting to get annoyed at the Exiles, who did they think they were to capture Nikolai and raid their camp? They in all honesty was just a bunch of uncivilized barbarians with no morale. They literally had no rules, their clan was in anarchy and there was no order there so if some member decides that it would be all joyous to kidnap a kit, no one would stop them.
The blueberry colored jaguar of course felt and urge to stop this so of course she developed her own moves with the help of some NPCs. Her blue eyes were bright as she leaped onto a statue in the center of camp, her limbs strong as she reached it, only slipping when her back legs touched it. Standing up straight, she opened her jaws to speak. "HAWKCLANNNERS, GATHER FOR SOME TRAINING ON HOW TO ESCAPE FROM A CAPTURE!" She yelled, her voice loud and booming.[/justify]
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[justify]The female was up, the stars of midnight now fading as dawn seeped into the pastel sky. Rays of gold and pink were splattered across the sky, like swords of angels, mystic and full of power, bright and stunning, defeating even the darkest night and shining down on weary travelers with it's warm face. The jaguar's blue eyes were full of excitement as she groomed her fur and stuck her warfan in her sheath, looking at herself for a second in her broken mirror before jumping up to land on her four paws, breaking into a sprint as she lept out of her house and onto a branch that supported her adobe.
Well muscled arms were crouching down, preparing for the next leap. It would only take a couple of minutes before she would reach her mentor's treehouse traveling like this.[/justify]
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[justify]I feel like Temari would do something.[/justify]
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[justify]Her blue eyes were friendly as she shifted herself she faced the inquisitive male, a smile gracing her lips. Her pink tongue swiped over her usually cracked lips before she opened her mouth to speak. "Yes, a member has been captured and I belief at one point in my life I have been captured but I'm not really sure," she mewed in response, making a reference to her amnesia and how she just popped up at HawkClan's borders. "ANYWAY! I'm glad you could join!" The female jaguar said in her upbeat and friendly tone, now sweeping over the new faces with a large grin decorating her silver maw.
"Before we begin, I would like to answer any questions if you guys have any." She mewed.[/justify]
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[justify]-gosh, I suck at writing romance XD.
The female was blushing a bright red at the touch of their muzzles, her paws quivered and her tail was flicking back and forth with a mixture of both excitement and panic, what did this mean where would it exactly lead her in life? Her blue eyes were full of confusion as she jumped to her paws, letting a smile worm it's way onto her navy lips. Her confusion though could not overcome the pure ecstasy she was feeling though, coursing through her veins like a raging ball of pure adrenaline. The wildcat seemed to relax at the touc, sinking in to only feel a missing warmth at the tip of her nose and cold air. She immediately snapped her silver eyes open, surprised at the fact that they were a quarter way closed. Her throat clenched as she stammered awkwardly, trying to capture an idea on why she leaned in but only got a squeak.
Temari's breath came in ragged gasps as she opened her maw to reply. "Y-yeah," the female said, her words though full of emotion even though it was a small little sound.[/justify]
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[justify]The female tried her best to get the knots out of her pelt, it was in fact a long process and it was quite painful but to say it was worth it was an understatement. Her fur was now cleared of any debris, groomed and shinning from her small bath in the river that even got her half skeletal face clean. A flower crown, decorated with orange and pink blossoms was positioned on her blue head along with several small earrings that she put in her ear. Silver eyes were bright and full of excitement as she padded into the clearing instead of sprinting as usual, the half skull on the right side of her face now a bleached white with small floral designs going up and down it that she managed to get on with the help of some monkeys.
Nervousness though wracked her body as silver eyes searched the clearing for Bubbles, trying to scout him out of the faces so that perhaps they could dance.[/justify]
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[justify]The female padded forth with a rather large smile slapped onto her maw as she stood next to her mentor, her eyes though were serious. Strategically speaking, they would be able to land a large blow on the clan and perhaps cripple them but this as well might cause the Exiles to retaliate and try to capture their members. Her blue opticals narrowed, the risk was worth it to her, she hoped Meenah would accept, it would feel good to have Exile's blood underneath her feet.[/justify]
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[justify]"Well then I suggest you leave right now or I will have to forcefully remove you," the jagaur growled out as she sprinted into the clearing, her voice as usual loud and booming but missing the friendly tone that accompanied it. Her blue eyes were full of hostility as she skidded to a halt, consequently sparing leaves and dirt into the air but right now, all that mattered was getting the leopard off of their territory. For all the Heishi knew, he could be very well a spy from the Exile's and if he was, he would not meet a good end.
She crouched down into a battle stance, whipping out her bronze war fan and sinking low to the mud, pressing her belly against the muck, preparing for a leap.
-NARUTO!!!!![/justify]
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[justify]*catches like a football*[/justify]
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[justify]The female as usual sprinted into the clearing, trying to stop as she exploded out of the undergrowth upon seeing how crowded it was then from what she estimated. Blue eyes were wide as she tried to pull to a stop but only accomplished in tripping over her already dirty paws to land face first in the mud and role over with the momentum of her weight. A few seconds passed before she let a rather large grin slip onto her silver jaws as she rolled over so now her feet were now on the ground instead of her back, taking in a breath, she jumped up and shook her pelt out. Consequently though the Heishi caused mud to splatter out.
"'ELLO THERE!" The female shouted as she padded forth instead of sprinting to stand next to Bubblepaw.[/justify]
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[justify]The female had a large grin slapped onto her maw as she stepped forward for once instead of sprinting, well you could say she was jogging. Her blue eyes were friendly as she scooted the hamsters out of the way, only pausing when her pad touched their fur and gave a startled squeak before she picked on up and held it as she sat down on her haunches, looking at the furry rodent. "WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME THEY WERE THIS SOFT?" The jagaur exclaimed as she put the furry mammal down on the ground. "That's it, he's my pet and no one can touch my pet. His name is Spell." The blueberry colored wildcat stated with a large grin slapped across her maw.[/justify]
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[justify]The female to say was proud of her work, her blue eyes were glimmering as she plopped down on a rather squishy purple pillow in front of a mat with everyday household objects pilled on it. Her gaze sweeped over the specific area she choose for her little class. Directly before her were rows of mats just like her own that each had a pillow behind it for seating, the mats themselves were laid out with common objects as well, ranging from a gluegun to a toaster and also items she scavenged from the forest, for example, pine cones. Despite her rather happy face, her paws were exhausted from raiding old dumpsters and twoleg houses and sprinting around through undergrowth but just looking at how her little hunt paid off made her job worth it.
The class she was currently hosting was out side in one of the many pavilions that the camp had, open to the enviroment but still having a roof above the area itself to block of hail or rain, a rather chilly wind swept though the land though it still had a warm touch to it, soon though it would not be like that and it would be a biting frost. "HAWKCLAN, COME HERE FOR SOME TRAINING ON HOW TO BUILD A WEAPON!" The heishi shouted, her voice loud and booming.[/justify]
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[justify]DONE![/justify]
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[justify]For once, the jaguar was actually in fact shy, her blue eyes bright and her cheek now stained a tomato red as she extended her own paw to grab onto the males, her veins though pumping pure happiness as her heart beat out a tune that sounded like a war drum. "Sure," she managed, trying to redeem herself by staying cool with only using one worded answers that she knew she wouldn't stutter over them.[/justify]
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[justify]The jaguar's blue eyes were filled with confusion. Although confidence surrounded her as if it were some cloak, her heart was beating a drum full of uncertainty. How did she know that these were her friends and family? What if they were just lying and this was all some hoax? Her paws suddenly stopped, perhaps it would be best to just qui-no. She would never give up. She needed to know if they were telling the truth, she needed to know if this was her place of birth, if this was her home.
Courage seemed to know beat with her heart as she stuck her chin in the air, looking as if she were a regal queen as she started to make her way toward the border.[/justify]
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[justify]*kicks in temari*.[/justify]
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[justify]Thread with Temari perhaps?[/justify]
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