Posts by Allen ;;

consider it done aaah
but where should i put him?

alright, dc it is

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The smell of tears drifted through the air as a young feline emerged from the shadows, feeling brown leaves crackle underneath his paws. the dark forest scared him; he didn't like being alone like this. he felt something bad would happen if he drifted away from home, but currently, he had no home.

he didn't remember why he was walking through here, or why he was carrying a lantern with him. he had just awoken alone. he crossed the darkclan border, his own scent being quickly muffled by an unfamiliar scent of other cats. was he not alone in this forest?

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smol child just joined darkclan -
well, less join, and more "hey i have no memories please take me in i'm lost"

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" nnggh... ah, i got lost here..." allen said, glancing at the female before him. he guessed they were about the same age, though he hesitated to speak at first.

" i'm lost and cold... i-i don't know who i am..."

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track

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as wendy spoke, he nodded, agreeing with her. he wanted to be warm and cozy. she seemed welcoming, and he figured she could be trusted.

allen stiffened up at the sight of the patchwork cat and moved a few inches backward, gritting his teeth in fright. " my name... my name isn't alice. it's..."

he tried to remember and his head ached. this guy... looked like a cat criminal and that struck something deep within the young boy.

" my name is allen... not alice." glancing back to wendy, he shook his head. " i don't think... we know each other, but..." his eyes diverted. " it's... weird."

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i secretly ship cheshire x allen

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"alice..." allen muttered out loud. why did this creepy guy keep calling him that? he shuddered, but reluctantly nodded. he didn't exactly want to follow this guy, but beggars weren't choosers.

" l-let's go."

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just gonna track this for now

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allen had heard sobbing and rushed over, gasping at the sight of a child his age on the border. the ginger tabby stood awkwardly, just the sight of someone else's tears and suffering making his eyes well up as well.

" please don't cry..." the boy muttered, gently pushing past the apathetic oprah; why didn't she care? he moved to the other tom's side.

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" ah, do i... know.. y--" as he was about to ask why this person knew his name, memories flooded back to him. not all of them, not the ones he needed most, but the memories of this boy were now there. his head hurt lightly, but not as much as it did when someone asked about his parents.

as he was beneath joshua, the trainee wiped his own tears and managed a smile for once. " joshua, it's good to remember you. i was scared for a moment i didn't know who you were."

his gaze turned to cheshire. cheshire knew him, and and cheshire knew joshua. joshua knew him, and joshua knew cheshire. the thought of not knowing who cheshire was made his small head spin.

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JOSHUΛ wrote:

another white rabbit ;o
also heres my lame ass poem thing that isn't even that good pls it's not good
/ sobs

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[size=8]There once was a crow that visited a girl every night before 3:00.
The crow would never speak and would always just perch on a tree, but then again the girl never tried to talk to crow because he looked like a frightening foe. Instead she would just toss out bread crumbs on her own waiting for her father to come home.
And every time the crow saw her father arrive it shot off quickly in a hazardous flight.
She would always tell her father about the crow but he never believed so she quickly grew bitter and as green as the leaves.
“why won’t you see that rotten old crow is always sitting right in front of me”
but her father would never reply he would just get a far off look in his eyes.
“little girls have no business with crows after midnight.”
So one day she decided she would show her father the crow.
She set up a net and tossed breadcrumbs into it and soft as can be.
And what did you know it there was the crow with it’s feather all tattered with a slight gleam.
“Mr. Crow I’m sorry, but just so you know it’s not my fault, really I promise this is all for show.”
She tossed a rock at the crows head and it let out a yelp
it was crying and crying and crying for help
So when her father arrived she said with a smile
“Father see see! I wasn’t lying to you look look! it’s the crow lying write in front of you”
but her father did not smile instead he started to cry
“daughter don’t you see this “crow” has been dead for quite a while.”
the girl suddenly flinched and her fingers started to tremble
but this…crow…it visited her every night before three.
And then only did the girl see..that crow was not even a crow for that fact.
Instead it was a simply a grave
marked with a crow that simply said
“here lies the mother of three who enjoyed a good cup of tea.”
“she had a pet crow who enjoyed to dance and laugh with her you see.”
so every day when the girl came to visit. She was simply standing there waiting for her mother and father to arrive.
And that crow..her mother did arrive, but she arrived in a form she could not understand
She arrived in a rock that had been sitting there the whole time.
Engraved with a crow the girl would simply plead
“father I saw the crow I know that mother will come home just listen to me.”
but she never did come home. because she had been there all along.
Under the ground resting for all eternity here rests the mother of three.

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oh man that's a good poem

allen x joshua shipping for life

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" teacher?"

allen asked curiously, and then the memory came bubbling up to the service. teacher, sensei, the one who had taken him in after... after what? past that point, it was just empty static in the child's head.

" i'm not sure... maybe still... with the rest? with rick and chelsy and..." he remembered his friend's names too.

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allen and ches need a thread yo

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it's one sad, crying family

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this poor child is gonna be scarred omg
want me to make it?

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~Krystalkool~ wrote:

I want to make a Letty/Rick now. Should I?

y e s do it

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allen was the first to pad over, nodding his thanks to the riverclanner. " thank you so much; are these gifts?" the proper child asked, flicking an ear.

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strange mushrooms grow here.
> eat them
> leave them alone

allen had noticed mushrooms just outside of darkclan camp and his stomach growled. despite being rather smart for his young age, he was still naive. he plucked one from the ground and observed it, hesitating slightly.

... they have an ominous color.
>eat them anyways
> leave them alone

he noticed how... weirdly they were colored. the bulbs were bright red with dappled orange spots. was that normal?

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