Posts by lostboy a.

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]Ah! Another masochist! Her favourite! Ones who smiled through the pain! She just loved beating them. Lostboy was fairly different when a dragon, and she attempted to "FREEZE NIGHTFLOWER in place by using water elemental powers and draw his attention towards her.


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    nyght ;; hey nyght, of course! can you make?
    @ronnie;; yeah! she is usually pretty conservative but would be willing to listen and comfort c:: i can make if you'd like
    @xiomara;; she's bisexual but prefers males! and yeah sounds good! who makes?
    ASTRA . ;; haha sure xD could you make?
    @zya;; yeah, losty doesn't really like the Cartel. xD who makes?
    arch ;; ah yeah! it would be nice for her to meet some family. i'll make! and * i did not know that oopsies
    could you pm me the information?

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]Ah... it had worked? The dragon, in truth, hadn't been expecting that to be so effective. What came with the updated strength of this dragon form was limited powers. She had super strength, water elemental powers and electricity in this form. That was it, and well, Lostboy could prove that was all she needed! The reptile attempted to send a shock of electricity towards the ice, hoping the water on the ice would conduct the shock towards Nightflower.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]"Feel free, Kai." Replied Lostboy with a lighthearted chuckle. Yes, we wouldn't want poor Tama dying from diabetes, now, would we? Or Lostboy, killing herself because all she wanted to do was eat sweets but her stomach prevented her. "I know these will be good, we should be sure to save some for the party."


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]The stars and moon that shone above on days like today were usually what lured Lostboy out of her hut in the middle of the night. There were times where she was at a loss for sleep and couldn't seem to let herself relax, not to mention some of the best hunting could be done at night if you were skillful enough. Nobody seemed to roam at night, especially with the threat or war looming over their heads from the Exiles, but Lostboy knew what she could do when provoked, she wasn't afraid. It wasn't like she hadn't been captured before.


    The time read about 10:00 at night as she strode out of her den, the moon and stars shining down on her alabaster fur. With her crimson eyes, she looked around, swiftly finding the entrance to camp and making her way down the stairs that led into the forest below. She'd be mostly covered by the forest, the canine knew some pretty good hiding spots in the event she was captured. And if she screamed loud enough, people could hear her voice from the islands above, she also had powers to help with that.


    Her paws digging into the earth, the female looked around the forest, a calm smile on her face. It was getting pretty warm out with summer arriving, and Lostboy never did well with the heat despite most of her clanmates enjoying the sun. It was what she loved about the night.


    Now, she just needed to find something to tell her clanmates when she arrived. By that, she meant prey.


    /old thread starter!


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]hello everyone!


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]Lostboy made her way over, flicking her tail as she chose to sit beside Tama. So Partyaninal was gone? Losty barely knew them so it didn't seem to come as a surprise sadly, SunClan has had many leaders since she had been alive. "Noted, Suga. I'll look out for Immy, then."


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]Lostboy was ready... yes, yes, she was definitely ready. She could do this, she'd face the Exiles like there was no tomorrow, give them a piece of her mind! Lostboy gave a determined smile, and raced off towards the Exiles.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]track for now


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]Well, it seemed that three fourths of the #whitewolfsquad2k16 had showed up to witness... death. Mercy's body, to be exact. The smell of... death seemed to overpower the smell of the Skulls, making Losty recoil behind her cousin's daughter. "Mercy... I'm sorry."


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]Not a floating staircase, it connected to something! But considering the clouds made BlizzardClan's islands look far up, Lostboy felt like some sort of angel as she descended from the sky on the stones that connected the islands to the earth and noticed a feline on the border. Most people usually made the trek up. "Hello there! Are those for us?"


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]The Eastern wolf was the next to make her way over, humming a slight tune under her breath as she took a seat beside Matty, taking no fear towards him. She was fairly fatigued lately, due to all the stuff that had happened lately. "Hello, I'm Lostboy."


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]"Radio, you look... tired." It was usually like Losty to dote on others, only because now that she didn't really have any kids anymore, Lostboy couldn't spend all her time on them. It was nice, never the less, to see Radioactive again. She had worked with him in ShadowClan for one, but eventually left. While Radio perhaps saw it still, as home, that place for Losty would never be home again. "But I'm glad to see you again."


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]Mercy was gone, Bella stepped down. It was kind of crappy, but Losty really had to just... move on. Death was so common these days and Losty had even experienced it now for herself. It was literal hell, dying, seeing white and then nothing. Being immortal was worse. Hearing her name, Lostboy perked up. A shoutout? She didn't think she was doing that well. "Uh, thanks Tama!"


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]gonna be inactive tonight


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]It's night time, the time where the clan should be sleeping. But Lostboy is not sleeping, Lostboy is out and about. Feeling energized from her nap. She is quite content with the nighttime, where the sun is not here to warm up the territory. The white wolf likes the cold, knowing her white pelt is much suitable for hunting. She wonders breifly if others will come out out to join her, then again, she in in camp. That was a given. BlizzardClanners always seemed to find her.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]Lostboy was there in a tracking post because Ommni played a leader.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]Ah, so it had started with a few greetings from Akane, Matty, Redlipstick, Tama, and Poe. She greets all of them adequately, starting with Akane. Lostboy gives a dip of her head in the direction of the BlizzardClanner, her large eyes exerting gentleness and friendliness towards her. "Hm, I suppose you could say that." She says, shrugging fairly nonchalantly. More or less, Lostboy just doesn't want to sleep. She feels as if she hadn't contributed much in the past week, which was true, her roleplayer had been fairly busy.


    At Matty, her tone switched to something a bit more welcoming. "Hey Matty! Oh, hello Red. It seems the whole clan has awoken!" Exclaims Losty, her tail wagging pleasantly. "I'm just... thinking out here... So ah, nothing important Poe."


    And then the party had seemed start. Lostboy is bombarded with the majority of the confetti, but she does not shake it out, instead, Losty turns to her friends and says nothing.


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