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  • humming || open ; cookies!

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    "feel free to help yourselves! if we end up needing more, i can always make more." he purred happily, gaze travelling to each that was in the group. he was rather glad that he had drawn them over, initially being afraid that no one would want them, but it seemed a lot of people liked them! the male's warm gaze landed on circe as he tilted his head "circe? come on over! you can have one too, if you'd like!"

  • It's always times like these [OPEN + WT] when I think of you

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    fifteenpaw trotted over, tilting his head slightly at the list as he looked at it, seeing him and saltpaw paired. "sal's definitely not bad, my mind is elsewhere, though." he chuckled softly, looking to see if he could find the other male so he could give him an eyebrow wiggle. he was nowhere in sight, too bad. he looked over the rest of them, squinting at what was crossed out, but he couldn't read it very well "yo, homeslice, what's the bottom one say? did ya' accidentally mess one up?" he would question with a tilt of his head, heterochromatic gaze looking towards blaine. he wasn't going to lie... had had feelings for the serval, but he wouldn't admit that. what if blaine didn't want to be his friend after that? certainly, a scenario he didn't want to go through.

  • our minds are full of freedom ( open + joining )

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    fifteenpaw had just baked some sugar cookies and had a bag of them on hand... for snacks of course. he offered the fem the bag, smile bright "cookies? also, my name is fifteenpaw. it's a pleasure to meet you." the fluffy black smoke would purr, beginning to question why tama had been carrying cake with her. he wouldn't ask, though, just because he had been carrying cookies so he really had no place to ask.

  • BLIZZARDCLAN SHIPPING

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    cant call me a sinner u sinner i might sin but ur sins sin too u sinner


    um
    hmm
    kouteen
    fiftarou
    rumplefathoms
    fifteenstiltskin
    tearingfathoms
    fifteenpetals

  • filled with (open + trespassing) de-temmie-nation

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    thankfully, fifteenpaw had never felt that sensation, and he was glad. the fluffy black smoke tilted his head as he padded up to the awd "yo, homeslice, what's your name and why're you here? not that you can't be here. well. i take that back, you're trespassing." he'd say, heterochromatic gaze staying focused on the canine.

  • filled with (open + trespassing) de-temmie-nation

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    "i mean, if you'd rather join that's all good. i'd just need your name i suppose." he shrugged. she looked exhausted, perhaps he could offer her food. he tilted his head as she said he smelled like vanilla... he hadn't been aware of that. well, he had, but he didn't know it was a power. "personally i think vanilla is quite nice." he would remark, twitching his tail tip. she seemed rather sassy, but he wouldn't be one to judge. he offered blaine a slight smile as he arrived, but turned back to the wild dog. "you know, you seem rather exhausted. if you join, you could get food and sleep, all you'd have to do is stay loyal."

  • filled with (open + trespassing) de-temmie-nation

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    he nodded "pleasure to meet you fallpaw, name's fifteenpaw. call me whatever." he refrained from being a flirtatious shit, seeing as the wild dog probably wouldn't appreciate that. seeing as she had joined, he could probably help her out now. the male conjured the carcass of a rabbit, shifting as he nudged it to her "you look like you could use this. do you need a tour?" he would then say, waiting patiently for her answer. he was a trainee, so it was his job to offer these tings, right?

  • NOW YOU'RE TALKING TO A SHADOW | P , S/HP MEETING

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    fifteenpaw came in a little late, but still managed to hear what she was saying "miss tama, maybe i could hold some sort of sparring event between blizzardclan and an ally or two? there could be different things such as power fighting, non-power, skill-sharing events, things like that?" he suggested.

  • NOW YOU'RE TALKING TO A SHADOW | P , S/HP MEETING

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    "ah, perhaps i can schedule it for next week, and the rest of this week can be looking for volunteers? and as for which allies, maybe some we aren't as close with to create a bond with them? i know windclan was recently officiated as an ally." he would reply, thinking about it for a moment. he probably would need to find a few volunteers that could send out invitations and help sort things.

  • YOUR'E GONNA HAVE A BAD TIME- open

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    the fluffy black smoke was quick to arrive at the scene as he saw the caracal clawing at her face after falling from the tree. so much for a patrol. "yo, yo, yo, hey, circe, what happened?" he questioned, running to her side. she seemed unconscious. "damn. you gotta wake up, homie." hopefully she hadn't had a stroke or seizure, seeing as he wouldn't be able to get her back to camp in time if that was the case.

  • Faces pass [Open + Return from Capture] And I'm home bound

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    "blaine!" fifteenpaw exclaimed, running up to the serval and embracing him in a hug "jesus, homie! don't go around getting yourself captured!" he would say, glad to see his friend wasn't injured or dead. quite glad, really. he released the younger, heterochromatic gaze wide as he inspected the serval "you all good? what did they do to you? god, imma' beat them good for taking you."

  • YOUR'E GONNA HAVE A BAD TIME- open

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    fifteenpaw was quick to dodge the claws, eyes calm as he looked at the caracal. seemed like she went through some shit. "hey, yo, circe, chill. you're okay. it's your friends." he would explain, tentatively stepping towards her, not coming to close. the trainee turned to fallpaw, speaking quietly "yo, go see if you can find a medic. she might be hurt or in shock."

  • LIVING IN A DREAM && [open + joining]

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    fifteenpaw was next to approach, stopping near francis and offering the pretty girl a smile, but staying silent. it seemed the yellow labrador had already questioned her, so no need to repeat what he said. his bright heterochromatic gaze landed on her collar, wondering why someone would wear such a thing, but he wouldn't verbally ask. everybody had their sense of style, after all.

  • because i want you || open ;; blizzardclan ambassador

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    so he was the new ambassador for colouredclan. that was interesting, but he supposed he would have fun with it. the fluffy black smoke trotted up to the border, looking around for any colouredclanners "yo! fifteenpaw here, new ambassador from blizzardclan! who wants to play a game? i can conjure some snacks for us all?" he called out, heterochromatic gaze bright. gift baskets were much too common, so if somebody wanted a gift, he'd give it to them himself! perhaps he could get to know these people and give them scarves or some shit.