Posts by Dovetree.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt]Dovepaw had been wandering through the forest for a while. A really long while.
    "Boy, I sure could use some nice abusive siblings right now. That'd really make my day." she mumbled sarcastically, a high-pitched voice coming from the small maw. After many days wandering through the dark, spooky forest for a couple weeks. She had run away from home. Why? Because she wanted to, and it seemed fun.
    Finally she had come upon a massive rusty iron gate, with burly guards, well, guarding the gate. Dovepaw sat down, eyeing them curiously with her wide yellow eyes. She was a small girl, with lilac fur, a white chin and chest, and a darker lilac muzzle. Dovepaw was relatively pretty, average, actually. But she was skinny, almost wire-thin.
    "With all the mice I eat, you'd think I'd be some lazy old fart." she giggled quietly.
    It was midday, and the gate was wide open. She trotted in and sat on the cold grass.
    "Woah! That was fast. Where'd the pretty goose-poop green grass go? And it was warm like poop, too." she complained. Dovepaw looked underneath her butt, oblivious to the hopefully welcoming strangers approaching her.
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    [size=7pt]sorry for the short post! wrote this late at night. c:

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt]Dovepaw was there, listening. "I feel bad for the demoted people. They got demoted." she murmured sadly, a small frown replacing the usually goofy smile.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt]Dovepaw was walking through the forest just to smell it. The piney scents mixed with the crisp, cool aroma of snow was so tiring and relaxing. And then it was almost as if she could smell...
    "Roses?" she meowed, following the scent with her mouth wide open until she had come upon a dragon with roses sprouting at his feet. And white roses!
    "Oh, they're so pretty!" Dovepaw looked eagerly up at the dragon. "Make a yellow rose! Make a yellow one!" she squealed childishly.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt]So ya, plot with me! I am open to all sorts of junk. Definitely litters, just an interaction thread first. No kill, major injury, and maybe capture.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt]Dovepaw was sleeping in a tree when she was rudely awakened. Well, at least this was something she wants to wake up for. Battle training! That sounds fun.
    "Can I do it too?" she asked excitedly. She wasn't very strong, but that's what training is for, right? Making you stronger?
    Dovepaw let herself fall from the tree, and instead of landing on four feet as planned, she landed on three then crashed.
    "That was supposed to be glorious!" she wailed dramatically, then snickered. She waited for Esteban's reply.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt]how about snowclan has an avalanche?
    i would expect it, since their in the snowy mountains and all.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt]friends with dove?

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt]"Oh hello! My name's Dovepaw ." she smiled pleasingly. She liked this tiger, even if he was a tad snarky. "I'm here to join. And I didn't catch your name. What is it? "

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt]I'll have a thread with him. they are going to hate each other so much. maybe dove could even try to reform him :0

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt]Dovepaw heard some lovely singing while she walked through the forest. It was glorious. She really liked the lyrics too.
    "You have a good voice, " she purred quietly, a faint hue of red dashing her cheeks as she approached him. He was a quite handsome tiger. He was so muscular, too. Dovepaw always had a liking to muscular toms. They are capable of protecting her.
    But we're getting off topic.
    I wouldn't say Dovepaw was jealous of his voice, but she was impressed, as she had a voice herself. Dove would announce that talent later.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt] singing buddies with dove?

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt]alright that sounds good c:

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;][size=7pt]Dovepaw squealed with joy.
    "Oh, thank you Donnie! They're so pretty!" she breathed. She took her small paw and plucked the flower delicately on the ground, and placed it behind her left ear.

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