Posts by kate s.w.m

tracking on sub <3

[fancypost bgcolor=none; border: none]welcome i guess u can track im not v interesting or good at this but you can stay if you'd like

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The small pup watched with wide, open eyes. She knew that he was a member of her clan, but she didn't know who he was. Honestly, she could only identify him as belonging to SunClan because of his recognizable scent. Why was he beating this tree up? Had it done something terrible to him? "Hey!" she quipped, starting forward. "What's your name? Did the tree do something to you?"

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The young girl bounced over to the joiner, taking a seat beside her sunclan parent and flashing a toothy grin at Delirium. "Hi there! I'm Kate! Nice to meet you. What's your name? Can I show you around?" The questions flowed out of the small youth's mouth one after the other, though her eyes showed innocence and delight at meeting someone unfamiliar.

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Kate is only 3 moons old soooo I'd ask for no harming, capturing, injuring blahblahblah and no romantic relationships (maybe some crushes idk man hit me up)

She's open to any other kind of friendship, encounter, thread, I don't know she just needs some friends

She's the daughter of Karma and Kuros of the Ivory Tower so she's dhpr yea man lalalala idk let's do something

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YESSS LETS GOO should I make??
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What had previously been an absentminded stroll around the perimeters of the clan had instantly turned into a nightmare. Instantly her innocent three-month-old train of thoughts was shattered by the image of death staring her in the face. Unrecognizable faces grinned down at her, bloodied and hung up in a tree. She froze for a moment, optics seemingly unable to move from the gory visual that was in front of her. Finally, with blood pounding in her ears, Kate scanned the scene before finding a note. What did it say? Remember the Burning Moon? "When did the moon burn?" She murmured.
//so rushed oml
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Kate frowned at the how little emotion her clanmates seemed to be showing. "Come on guys, these Sunclanners are just, like, dead! We have to get revenge on whoever did this." The young canine let out a low growl, slashing her tail.

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"The only trash in this place is you!" The small canine retorted. She knew that she was too young to really partake in any maiming of boneclanners but that wouldn't stop her from taunting the f*ckers. She outspread the appendages on her back and ruffled the feathers before flapping them like crazy. She managed to get a foot or so off the ground, before landing clumsily on her feet and sticking her pink tongue out at the bandit.

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The pup's ocean blue eyes followed the small trolley's progress, sparked with interest. "I wish I was a little firefly! I want to ride on the little boat!" She spoke innocently, misnaming the toy. She whirled to face the fox, smiling wildly. "Can you build me a boat to ride in just like this one?" Kate inquired sweetly, resting on her haunches.

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"The best stuff to wreck is back at your home!" Kate would growl as fiercely as possible for a tiny kid before Alphonse had begun his attack, refraining from using the potty word. She knew that interfering was honestly the stupidest thing ever, as she really stood no chance against the much older, wiser, stronger, and more powerful boneclanners. So, she simply chucked a small rock at Minaiben, turned on her tail, and ran away from the fight.

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An innocent, mostly boring walk had turned interesting when Kate noticed the unfamiliar creature at the border. "Hello! May I please get your name and business?" She quipped as she approached the stranger, using her most formal voice as possible.

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Kate bounced in, smiling breezily. "Spar? D'ya think maybe I could join in?" She chimed, giving a small leap of excitement.

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On those days when Kate wasn't running around, getting into some trouble only children can manage, jumping off or onto things, or teaching herself how to use the feathered appendages protruding from her shoulder blades, she'd go to the beach and participate in some quiet activity. Today was one of those days, where Kate would relax and let the salty scent of the air fill her black nose, and let the rhythmic pattern of waves crashing soothe her ears.

The girl had with her a pale blue blanket that she laid down over the cool, damp, grainy sand. She lay there, eyes narrowed to drowsy slits, resting her head on her outstretched arms. The sunlight shone on her black fur, which almost seemed to retain a purplish tint. Kate's drowsiness would soon take possession of her, though, and she was quite rudely awoken by a wave collapsing on her lower half. I slept in 'til high tide! Now quite annoyed, she jumped to her paws and proceeded to shake herself off, thinking about how funny she must look.

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Kate too heard the call of an unfamiliar voice, one that to Kate, sounded unsure. The young girl would followed the sound before reaching the familiar Sharkbait and the unfamiliar calico. With wide eyes, she listened to Sharkbait speak and then in turn introduced her self as "The Great Kate!", her new nickname that she would cling to for several days before getting bored of it, as with most children.

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Kate, oblivious to being the first to ask a question, felt no awkwardness as she marched up to the session. "Do all the high positions have secret parties without us?" She inquired, wagging her tail eagerly.

cREDS TO DANDERE

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The girl leaped up and whirled around to find her father standing there in amusement. "Hey!" Kate laughed in an accusing tone. "Maybe funny to you! I'm the one drenched." She bounced up to him and gave a good shake of her coat, hoping to land a few water droplets on Karma.