Posts by DANGERPAW

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  • fight song-private,dangerpaw

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    Dangerpaw noticed her motioning and jumped up, seating himself next to her. "I got dropped during a fight once and I fractured my leg. It hurt, but it only took about two months to heal. You'll be back up in no time!" He promised. "I can't until you can be an apprentice. Maybe we can train together."
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  • i choose you | open + power discovery + new body

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    Dangerpaw had woken up one day and had felt very... different. He was definitely a lot taller... and fluffier. The grim reaper finally got up and went to a mirror. He was shocked to find that he was a mutated Alaskan Malamute. He was a bright orange with darker stripes, a lighter mane, and puffs of lighter fur around his paws and tail. He closely resembled an Arcanine.


    When he let out a bark, fire shot out of his mouth and licked at his lips. Whoops, good thing he hadn't accidentally lit anything ablaze. This was so cool!


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  • fight song-private,dangerpaw

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    "Yeah! As soon as you're up I'm gonna take you out of camp and show you how to hunt!" The young apprentice promised, adjusting his glasses with his paw.


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  • i choose you | open + power discovery + new body

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    Dangerpaw listened to all the chatter, ears flicking. He wasn't the biggest of animals, but damn, he was bigger than most wolves. The mane and fur really added a lot of size, though. He felt Renegade bury herself in his mane, and only gave a slight laugh of amusement. He listened to Annabelle, before attempting to pick her up in his teeth and place her on his back with his aunt. "There. Now you can be tall for a bit."


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  • fight song-private,dangerpaw

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    Dangerpaw looked a bit stunned as he was hugged, but of course the cheetah would hug her right back. "No problem. I'll show you how to ambush, and blindside, and chase..." He listed, even though he himself was quite new to these methods of hunting.


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  • I just [open; announcement] wanna run

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    "Then we're double babysitting!" Dangerpaw corrected, running up next to Animepaw. He smiled at Toni; new kids always seemed to be good. "Congratulations."


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  • lullaby / open + death

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    Dangerpaw approached, seeing what there was to see. The arcanine's eyes began to water; an unnatural sight for a beast of fire. And he broke down. Why her? Why his aunt? The young reaper could barely think of trying to reap her soul; he wanted her to have some chance to come back. If one felt his tears, they could find that they were almost boiling hot; mostly due to his elemental powers heating them with his natural fire. "Rene!" He cried.


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  • THIS IS HOW I SHOW MY LOVE**open, self harm

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    "Roman..." The mutated canine breathed, eyes softened with concern. He had never really talked with his aunt's boyfriend... but he still cared. He would bound next to the lion, attempting to wrap a fluffy paw around his back. "I miss her too. I'm so sorry. Please don't do that."


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  • PROMISCUOUS GIRL (open, human au, 7minutes in heaven) YOU'RE TEASIN' ME

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    Of course, Dangerpaw showed up. He had to make sure that his friends were behaving. The grim reaper's scythe was missing from his side, where it usually sat. Other than being the actual grim reaper, which would've been pretty ironic, he was dressed up as a lion. He had a fake mane pulled around his head, with little ears attached. He had fake fangs and a tufted tail, but otherwise wore a plain white shirt and jeans.


    "I'm here~" He chimed, running in with a smile. Of course, he didn't know what was about to happen. "What's going on?"


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  • PROMISCUOUS GIRL (open, human au, 7minutes in heaven) YOU'RE TEASIN' ME

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    / OHMYFUCKINGGOD NO THIS IS PERFECT
    and danger's like thirteen or fourteen
    and whoops i got ninjad twice


    Dangerpaw's green eyes widened. Uh oh. Hopefully his parents wouldn't find out about this. No, he wouldn't back out. He was cool! His face got a little red, just like his brother's. "I guess I'll play."


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  • fawns on hunter's lawns | private

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    Dangerpaw, deciding to be partially obnoxious, would crash into his brother's room. The only unfortunate thing was, it was currently the middle of the night. And if Anime was normal, he was probably sleeping. He didn't have training with Grell tonight; instead, he had been given the task of reaping a soul by himself. And what better person to bring along than his brother?


    "Anime, get up! We're going on an adventure. Right now." He said.


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  • fight song-private,dangerpaw

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    "That will change. Trust me." He continued, boredly looking down at his claws. "You know what sucks about being a cheetah? My claws. They're like a dog's. I can't sheathe them. So they get dull quickly."


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