Posts by DANGERCUB

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  • i didn't mean it | OPEN + TRAUMATIZED + INJURIES

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    Tears still welled in his eyes. That was, until he saw Charcoal. "Papa?" He mumbled. It was him! A bit of light returned to the cub's eyes, but he was still exhausted and hurt. He let his wounds be treated, offering no resistance. After a second of realization he ate the herbs in front of him and rested his head down. He just wanted to sleep. Or maybe eat, he was a bit hungry.
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  • i'm mr. brightside | PRIVATE + ATTEMPTED MURDER

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    / okay! I wasn't sure.


    Dangercub squealed and stumbled as Musicbox rammed his shoulder. He was only a bit smaller than the cat. Maybe he could take him on. As long as he didn't shapeshift. The cheetah turned and charged at Musicbox, aiming to latch his teeth into his scruff or shoulder.


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  • Different loyalties, same side {Border Meeting, OPEN}

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    "Same here. You're not like the other RiverClanners, I don't think." He said, indigo eyes gleaming with interest. Seashellcub. Shelly. What a pretty name. He always thought that their enemies were cruel and need to be injured and taken down. But this girl wasn't so bad, was she? "Anyways, you should get back. Maybe we can meet up again." Dangercub added in a whisper.


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  • lost and broken down | open + grieving

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    Dangercub couldn't help but feel bad. Wasn't this the dude who had the cool dragon body, too? "If it helps, I want to tell you that I'm really sorry." He said, stopping next to Lucinda. "You might feel bad now, but I promise, things will get better, okay?"


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  • i could go off the deep end | PRIVATE + KISEKI

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    Dangercub, his injuries bandaged and treated, was eating a rabbit in camp. He still wasn't back to being happy and bouncy. He seemed a bit twitchy now, looking over his shoulder every now and then. Maybe Muiscbox was still out there, stalking him and his family. The cub sat back, wiping his mouth of the blood. They prey was left half-uneaten. He wasn't hungry but he definitely didn't want it to go to waste. Maybe he'd share with someone.
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  • Different loyalties, same side {Border Meeting, OPEN}

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    "Alright," Danger grinned, listening to her babble on. That was kind of cute, actually. As Lucid arrived he looked to be a bit worried, but sighed in relief when he realized that she wasn't going to chase Shelly off. "You really should get going. I can't wait to see you again, though." He purred.


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  • i'm mr. brightside | PRIVATE + ATTEMPTED MURDER

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    Teeth scraped over his eyes, causing blood to dribble down and temporarily blind him. He gasped and fell over, claws lashing out to scratch him if he tried to pin him down.


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  • the rhythm of the wardrums -- open, returning member

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    Dangercub was furious. He stalked up, staring down at Riddlecub. "One day, when I'm older..." He growled, leaning his head down to give his brother a comforting nuzzle. "He's going to pay for this."


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  • THEY'RE GONNA CLEAN UP YOUR LOOKS | open

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    this is so weird i am listening to teenagers as I write this


    "Woah! That thing's weird." He said as he wobbled up due to the splint on his fractured leg. Being as curious as he was, he attempted to push a button with his paw, not knowing what it did.


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  • the rhythm of the wardrums -- open, returning member

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    "And I'm Dangercub. Your brother. I promise I am." He said, indigo eyes concerned. He stood next to Lucid, turning his hopeful gaze towards his father. "Is he gonna be okay? Will he remember us?"
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  • SUGAR, SPICE \\o; spin the bottle// AND EVERYTHING NICE

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    "I will kiss kiss and fall in love if I want to." Dangercub said proudly towards Lucid, puffing out his chest. He stayed beside the feline, giving a glance back at Riddlekit. He hoped he would come back to the group.


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  • i could go off the deep end | PRIVATE + KISEKI

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    "Yeah? Hi." Though he was a bit paranoid, he still had the strength to make sure others were okay. The king cheetah cub gave her a weak smile. "I'm full, do you want the rest of this rabbit?" He offered, pushing it toward Kiseki.


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  • i could go off the deep end | PRIVATE + KISEKI

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    "Okay," He shrugged, quickly digging a hole to bury the remains of the rabbit. The king cheetah cub turned back to her. "I've been good. The leg's been a bit hard to deal with, though." He shrugged, holding out his fractured leg.


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