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  • I SWEAR IT'S JUST A PHASE | Open, joining

    The domestic canine shook the snow out of her fur, shivering. She wasn't used to be out in the cold for hours at a time. She had lived a comfortable life as a pet in the suburbs. It wasn't until she experienced a bit of wanderlust that she escaped her life imprisoned in a house for hours at a time.


    Her friends had recently joined a clan called SunClan. She had expected to find it warm and well...sunny. It was quite the opposite.


    "H-hello?" She stuttered, "I'd like to join! My name's Frostbite."

    In her old life, she carried a different name. But that life had ended and thus she began a new life.

  • I SWEAR IT'S JUST A PHASE | Open, joining

    "I may or may not have gotten lost...once or twice," The canine admitted, her ears sliding slightly backwards. She gave a sheepish grin as she wagged her tail.


    "I'm glad that you're here Olivia and the others are too, though!" She added cheerfully. The canine was a bit of a shy creature. Facing a clan full of strangers was a daunting task. Frostbite was comforted knowing at least one other person in the crowd.


    "Nice to meet you, Greenday," The canine greeted politely.

  • I SWEAR IT'S JUST A PHASE | Open, joining

    "It is nice to meet you as well," The canine wagged her tail friendly.


    She was generally nice towards strangers unless she received a weird vibe from them. She was much like Florence in the regard that she was an intellectual. She hated small talk and preferred to cut to the chase with philosophic discussions.


    At Florence's offer, she tilted her head slightly as her stomach rumbled; complaining about the fact that it had been nearly a day since her last meal.


    "Yes, I would like food and water, if it isn't a bother to you!" She added the last bit hastily.

  • I HAVE ARRIVED - OPEN + JOINER

    "Guys, I think we already managed to disturb her," Frostbite whispered with a smirk.


    The canine had quietly popped in the midst of her friends' bickering banter. Until now, she hadnt been able to get a word in edgewise.


    "It's nice to see you, Kat," She greeted with an excited wag, "Now we can begin phase 2 of our invasion."


    She joked, rolling her eyes at the thought of them taking over the clan.

  • WHELP | open, fireworks accident

    "Well at least no one died in the process," Frostbite shrugged her shoulders, "Just a big boom! And the smoldering remains of the aftermath."


    Frostbite tried to act as the peace-keeper of the group. She could just be as snarky as the rest of them, but she didn't want the other members to be angry towards Olivia or the others just yet. It was barely their first day here, and already they caused quite a mess!

  • I SWEAR IT'S JUST A PHASE | Open, joining

    "Thank you," Frostbite said, giving a grateful smile before lowering her mouth to begin the meal.


    She was not a picky eater. The canine would eat anything as long as it was beneficial. The meat tasted delicious to her hungry senses. The water from the canteen moistened her dry throat. She did not devour the whole meal as fast as she could. Though Frostbite was hungry enough to want to.


    "It was very delicious." She commented after she was finished, "Thank you, once again, for the meal."

  • CAN'T TOUCH THIS | JOINING

    "Hey Dean, nice of you to finally arrive!" Frostbite said, grinning as she came to greet another member of the gang.


    It was true that the canine was much more relaxed and outgoing around friends than with anyone else. She was reserved and didn't go out of her way to make new friends.

  • pacify her ) open, meet and greet

    i just noticed that there's like a lotta dogs in SunClan o.o


    "Hello, Florence," Frostbite greeted, her tail slowly whipping back and forth, "We've already met of course but I figured that there are others here that don't know my name. I'm Frostbite, a member of the 'invasion.'"


    She gave a playful wink at the gang's name. They weren't really going to take over SunClan. Oh no. They were simply a group of friends who all decided to join a real clan rather than to live a life as a loner. That didn't mean that they wouldn't accidentally terrorize SunClan of course. After all, Olivia already managed to create a huge firework explosion.

  • Are you, Are you, || open + evil spirit + injuries || coming to the ŤŔËĘ?

    What was it like having a mother who loved you? Frostbite blinked. Warm fuzzy memories flowing through her mind like old newspapers being tossed by the wind.


    Out of all her littermates, Frostbite had been the closest to her mother. She was her mother's confident, a quiet listener compared to her rowdy siblings. Even still, she was an idealist not a realist like her mother had been. Her mother was a faithful servant to her humans. Her parents and grandparents had been pets before her. Her mother had believed Frostbite to be ready to leave her, even though her pup had felt too young.


    Her mother was frank, she spoke her mind. She acted upon instincts rather than throughly think. She hadn't understood dreamers like Frostbite. Even still...


    "Even when she punishes you for doing wrong, she makes sure you know that she still loves and cares about you. That's the greatest thing, mothers who love you, they love you unconditionally. They love you so much, that they set you free when you're old enough. They know that they can't keep you forever, shielded from the darkness. Even if you think they don't love because of that...they do. They're so much wiser than you, that you can come to them about anything. When you enter the outside world, it's a test of love..."

  • Medium-paced clans?

    For this lovely? It can be anti, pro or neutral. I'd prefer a pros/cons list of any suggested clans.


    info — updated 10/3

  • osht waddup plot squad

    Track on Aeliana's sub. I feel like they need a family name that's meme related ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )


    info — updated 10/20

  • Signatures, By Charlie [REVAMPED]

    They look absolutely gorgeous!


    Character Name (to be put on signature): Remus


    Desired pictures/character description: The character is a barbary lion (a subspecies of lion). So a picture of that would be great.


    Desired background (if different than above picture/description):


    General color scheme (if different than desired picture/background): Maybe an lighting effect akin to instagram's Lo-Fi filter??


    Desired Text (if different than Character Name):

  • WESTEROS OFFICIAL CHAT THREAD

    Greetings, fellow humans. Here is my halfbaked child. i say halfbaked because i still havent figured all the kinks out of his personality and stuff


    Also fourteenth , your current post count on Kloun is 666 and I'm slightly afraid for what that entails for his character.

  • ARSONIST'S LULLABYE | open + au

    REMUS


    Like his brother, Remus did not have a fondness for social events. He'd spent the remaining years of his adolescence in House Targaryen, learning all the proper manners befitting of a knight. But for a boy always intent on horseback riding and sword fighting lessons, manners flew out the window and never came back.


    It's why he leaves his brother to social interactions; Kloun was the more eloquent speaker among the two. He is here, for similar reasons as his brother. Rhaenys and Visenya are obligated to make an appearance and wherever they go, he follows. It's good there are two princesses, as there are two knights to protect each of them.


    While his brother is content to sit on the sidelines, Remus is not. He roves around the gathering, his boots clinking nosily. There is no need to be silent in a boisterous gathering of nobles; the noise of the crowd washes out the sound of his boots. Even still, eyes still linger towards his presence as he is hard not to miss. The average man's head comes up to his chest combined with his broad, muscular frame makes him to be a rather intimidating figure. They always assume he's a silent brute, and Remus never attempts to convince them otherwise. He lives to serve the Targaryen sisters, not pander to meaningless strangers.


    He sees his brother within a small gathering near the base of the stairs. Curiosity peaked, he ventures closer. It's made of his brother, Lady Alfeynnah, Lucerys and little Ren. Remus' lips twitch upwards at the sight of the young child. He always had a secret fondness for young children, naive and ignorant of the world's harsh ways.


    "Hello, brother," He rumbles, as he settles into place at his brother's right hand side.




    (c)trexgirl