Posts by TEMARI

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[justify]Thread with Temari perhaps?[/justify]

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[justify]Yep![/justify]

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[justify]The jaguar stretched out lazily in the light of the dawn. The sky was painted a brilliant color of blue, splattered with fading stars and slowly being washed away by a white streak that was almost as pale as milk on a black canvas but slowly growing stronger. Her blue eyes were sparked with interest as she tilted her neck to a side, feeling a slight pop and the stress that seemed to build up in that part of her slowly fade away. A small breeze was blowing across the land, bringing the scent of fresh water and clear skies as a single ray of sunlight appeared over the treetops and bathed the area in a stunning golden light after several seconds of waiting.

It only lasted a while though before the sun fully rose, now turning the trees into a bustling city. Birds awoke, filling the scene with their beautiful song and the clan was making their way out their treehouses, some smiling while others grumpy. The jaguar let a loud yawn escape her lips before she washed her pelt with her tongue before standing up.[/justify]

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[justify]*kicks in temari even though she's in hawkclan*[/justify]

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[justify]A large and joyous smile was slapped onto the maw of the jaguar as she came sprinting up to the feline, her eyes though had a certain degree of hostility to them though it was mostly masked by her friendly personality. The idea of being a nice person to anyone that stumbled across their border was slowly slipping away, it was still there of course but her loyalty to her clan was making her slightly more cautious along with the threat from BloodClan and the Exiles.

Confidence was wrapped around her as she skidded to a halt in front of the mute, her smile still as large as she opened her mouth to speak, wary though of the mud that she sprayed into the air. "Welcome to HawkClan then," she mewed, extending a paw for the female to shake.[/justify]

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[justify]"What a surprise! I totally didn't know that BloodClan would betray us." The female mewed dryly as she padded forth to stand next to Meenah, feigning a look of deep pain as if she watched a close friend die. Though as quick as her act came on, it slipped off to be replaced with a rather cold look, a hard knot of fire slowly burning through her tongue, begging to be opened so she could express her hate even more. "Well buddy, I wish we could stay and talk but it seems you have an appointment with death am I right?" The female inquired casually as she sat down on her haunches and pulled out her bronze warfan, her usual friendly eyes now filled with fury.[/justify]

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[justify]The jaguar's ears twisted, the front now facing the back, straining almost as they picked out the sound of a soft voice, chilling like the mist but comfortable in a strange way. Compared to the boisterous voice of her companions, this was gentle like the whispering wind, occasionally stuttered but nevertheless it was still fascinating to hear something... unique. In her mind, she pictured a small mammal, or a deer, female by the sound of it with big round eyes, with a flower perhaps tucked behind her ear. Innocent of war and death, the other vertebrate would have joy shining in her orbs, pure joy and happiness, not unlike her own but more childish than herself. That would be nice of course, to see something that was not ripped to shreds both physically and mentally. Something that knew nothing of capture or amnesia, someone like her when she was just a kid.

Of course when metallic blue orbs landed on a sturdy frame of a canine, a wolf to be specific and judging by it's looks, she would say it was older than herself by at least four moons. The shock only lasted a little while Temari felt the small smile grow larger on instinct, it was natural, but she did not expect it like she did not expect to quiet voice to come from such a creature, but she guessed it was only reflex seeing how she smiled 24/7. Her eyes crinkled up into a smile as well as she turned her body fully around, the skeletal part of her face now exposed to the small crowd that joined her as she opened her jaws to speak, the muscles beneath it visible because of how she had no flesh on that side of her countenance. "'Ello," the feline spoked, her voice loud as usual. "Name's Temari, nice to meet you too," She said, dipping her head to the canine.

Again, another voice-no not one voice, multiple-was carried to her and she shifted ever so slightly to catch sight of two newcomers. One was familiar, she knew for a fact were she met her because she still was laughing over the memories. The mutt was fun to be around and she enjoyed larping with her. Blue eyes were yet again friendly as she extended her paw for the other to shake. Despite the fact she knew her, she did not know the other's name so she was slightly confused on how to respond but the trainee saved her. "Nice to see you again Saltedpaw!" She yelled, her voice booming and loud as she let the smile shift into a goofy grin as the residue of her sleep finally was washed away. She would say more but she was cut off by the sound of others and of course Bubblepaw.

The young Shakai slammed into her and she only shifted a little but nevertheless her best friend still shocked her. "Well thank you Mr. B for that warm and enthusiastic greeting but as you can see I was consulting with some people," she mewed, quickly regaining her appearance and feigning a mock tone of hurt and indignation though a joking smirk was on her black lips.

-I FOUND MY MUSE![/justify]

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[justify]The female paused, her nose twitching slightly as the muscles on the right side of her face scrunched up more visibly than the left seeing how that side of her face was exposed with how it was skeletal and all. Her body was still, silence hung around the forest only broken the soft whispering of the wind and the harsh but quiet clicking of her warfan that was currently placed in her jaws. Tough and lean muscle were coiled, ready to jump because something didn't feel right, not at all. Her heart was beating in her chest, a war drum driving her blood and urging her to fight something because anything that felt like this was surely an enemy. It felt like BloodClan, it felt like as if they were here, slowly weaseling their way and were going to kill something or someone at any moment. It was like someone invaded a happy memory and was slowly burning it up.

Blue eyes were narrowed with thought, pushing away the cold knot of fear that burned in her belly and instead listened to her brain, telling her to go and find out exactly what it was that was making her feel like as if she were going down a steep slope and the g-force was pushing her throat into her mouth. And just like that, the spell broke and she let a small sigh escape her jaws as she relaxed her muscles and moved forth into the undergrowth, slipping through the shadows as if she were one herself but the way the light shown in her eyes could be a dead give away.

Thankfully she was near to whatever made the noise, the voice that alerted her and she stopped to peer out of a screen of thorns to see something that made no sense. It was just a small domestic cat, covered in scars but nevertheless a threat, perhaps it was just a false alarm-no. Silver eyes scanned the body and the words that she pushed away in the back of her mind came back to her, no it can't be! She was dead, gone, not here not now! Her neck fur rose as she shoved her way out of the bushes, anger was boiling her blood now, not curiosity. This is not Yuko, this is some sicko that wants to throw up a masquerade party. "Give me one reason why I should not rip you into shreds for your crimes against not only HawkClan but me. How dare you impersonate my friend?" The jaguar said.

-NATSY! *runs over to glomp*.[/justify]

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[justify]Just a little idea, basically we make another character's playlist and give it to them. There is no limit on how many playlists you can make though it has to be accessible to them.

If you want me to make you character a playlist, just post below.[/justify]

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[justify]The jaguar felt her eyes narrow, her cold mask slapped onto her face rather than the usual smile that adorned her silver maw. Black lips were pressed firmly together, dry but not dry enough for her to rake her pink tongue over them, small tiny scabs were splattered them, contrasting with the color and standing out, moving each time that she sucked in air. A deep breath was inhaled through her nose and let out, aggressive and violent and full of so much rage and anger that only made the spiraling sensation in her chest worse, not making it fade away like she thought it would. It seemed as if she could not reconnect with oxygen and she was stuck in this frozen state of panic and slowly slipping away in a red ocean of rage and pure pain.

Seconds passed and she stood rigid, watching with scornful eyes as Bubblepaw threw his arms around the 'impostor' because she refused to believe that her friend, no, her sister figure was here and standing because Yuko was gone, this was not her, this may be the same person and all but it was not the friend she knew, not the girl that she thought was family to her. This was a cheap trick, an illusion. Ingo was a lie and apparently Yuko was dead.

"Don't talk to me like that, as far as I'm concerned, Yuko would be hurt, not Ingo. Your not my friend, your a liar." The jaguar bit back, her voice cold and steely which was like a miracle to her seeing how her blood was boiling. Her eyes tracked the figure of the HawkClanner as she stepped out of the group, watching with scornful gaze as she claimed she would be back at her house, leaving Bubblepaw to cry alone. Her mind then caught up to the fact that Bubblepaw was crying and it was important and not something she could brush off but at that moment in time, she did and walked away, brushing past her sobbing friend without much as a glance towards him.[/justify]

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[justify]I SHALL DO IT AND IT WILL BE THE BEST THING EVER THAT YOU WIL LITERALLY CRY JUST BECAUSE ITS THAT GOOD.

A song is just fine Dragony ;D.[/justify]

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[justify]"Congrats guys!" The female called as she padded forth to sit next to Noodle, a grin slapped onto her maw.[/justify]

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[justify]The female had a large grin slapped onto her silver maw as she held two flags, one white and one blue between her strong jaws. The fabric was rough on her tongue and had the faint smell of plastic that made her gag at sometimes, it was unpleasant to say to hold but her eyes were friendly, holding a glint of excitement as she strutted out of her house. Blue orbs were at first blinded by the rays of the rising sun, squinting as a flash of gold hit her countenance before she was able to actually see. Her gaze, not as blind as before, swept over the camp, blinking to get rid of the black spots that were splattered across her vision before she noticed a rather large statue with a clear view of the whole area.

Giving a triumphant 'hmph', the female jaguar bounded forth, running towards the broken down stone, closing in rather quickly and bunching up her strong muscles to leap up and onto the statue, only loosing her balance as one leg slipped off before she pulled herself up and dropped the two flags. Taking in a deep breath, she gave a sigh before letting her voice rip into the air. "HAWKCLAN, GATHER HERE FOR A GAME OF CAPTURE THE FLAG!"[/justify]

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[justify]IM STALKING THIS.[/justify]

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[justify]Wow, Tems is going to go ballistic with this plot :P.[/justify]

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[justify]ASDFGHJKL NOOOOOOOOO.

-gonna reply soon-.[/justify]

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[justify]A silent shadow moved through the bramble and other types of shrubbery, showing no heed to the drizzle that showered the land or the way mud covered her belly fur and paws. Dawn was about to cover the night sky with its brilliant colors but, of course, they would be dulled due to the dark and ominous rain clouds that blocked the usually clear sky. The golden canopy that was bright when struck with the warm rays of the sun were now soaked and the only sounds that could be heard were the rare trill of bird song or the wind that whipped about the land. It was cold and rather hostile, but the figure pressed on, walking a rather old and unused trail that was covered in roots and the occasional fallen tree but, the jaguar did not stop. The head of the rather large animal lifted slightly, blue eyes now visible to the rest of the world. Despite the haggard appearance the well-traveled stranger, the female's opticals were bright and cheery, unusual for a rogue such as herself but perhaps they were that way was because she finally... returned.

Snow scent covered her fur along with the smell of rainy mountains, but a warmer scent hid just behind these cold and inhospitable smells. A tiny smirk covered moist lips, eyes now full of pride but a hint of happiness was in them. She made it, she was back... Temari was home.[/justify]

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[justify]The female let a grin slip onto her face as her mentor enveloped her in a spine breaking hug. Blue eyes, still filled with pride, had a more relieved tint to them as she responded to the wolf by giving her a hug. Moments passed as she soaked in the warmth of her friend before she opened her mouth to respond to Meenah's questions before she realized that she did not in fact state her purposes. "I'm here to stay." She replied, "and, I never realized how much I missed you guys," the jaguar added in a louder voice.

Pulling back from Meenah's hug, she turned to look at Historia then back at the Emperor, a more mischievous grin on her face. "Something that has been on my mind for a while, Meenah, did you ever start to become 'friends' with that dashing leader of LithiumClan?" Temari inquired, hoping to bring a more nonchalant attitude in the atmosphere.[/justify]

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[justify]The blue jaguar was up to her usual habits, well her habits that she developed over the time she left HawkClan. Strong legs carried the feline through the undergrowth, the trees were nothing but a blur as she streaked through the territory, paws leaving scourge marks in the dirt and fallen leaves as she ran through the heavily wooded forest. Her breath was catching in her throat and blisters littered her feet, but her eyes were full of determination as she pushed through the pain, seeing the finish line in sight.

The female burst through the bushes and skidded to a halt, spraying mud into the air as she stopped suddenly. A smile was on her maw as she collapsed on the ground and letting her head loll back so she could watch as the crimson and golden leaves fall gently to the ground and hopefully catch her breath.[/justify]

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