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    NAME divinepaw cantus (xerses)-matumaini
    CLAN blizzardclan, hogwarts
    RANK combatant (hp), vintenar (hp)
    OTHER FAMILIES

    [sub]xerses is in the end of that, yeah, but you know what? whatever. whatever man. whatever
    RELATIONS i made a quite noble effort to track 'em down here, but it's not too complete nor do i have a copypaste;; but those are the basics
    OTHER i'll make a thread for the cantus fam soon enough B))
    ++ is it mandatory for litters to carry the xerses name? and if so, is it publicly or just in general ??
    anD FUCK HERES AN EDIT: can divi be tamas adopted daughter ?? :0
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    divi had been on edge quite recently, very alert and suspicious of everyone entering the territory. she had opened her mouth to speak, armed with the "name and business" question like a loaded gun, but closed her mouth as yuri began to speak about their "message". she could be patient... right?


    "a beauty pageant?" she echoed. oddly enough, she hadn't gotten a chance to visit shadowclan yet, nor meet any of their members. even though the combatant was a socially anxious mess, it would benefit her to go, right...? perhaps blizzardclan needed this, to calm down and really find a way to relax.


    ...well, she didn't think she was beautiful enough to participate, but still appreciated the sentiment. "thank you for inviting us!" she said, voice cheerful and quite innocent. "might i get your name? do you want any food or water before you leave? oh-- i'm divinepaw cantus... matumaini. a combatant here!" she beamed up at the other. even if divi was terrified of the exiles striking again, this person was from colouredclan, and she would not deny someone she didn't know friendliness.


    ooc. my cat stepped on my keyboard 5 times while writing this
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    hOLY FUCK THAT IS INTENSE? UNDERTALE SOUND S SO SURREAL FROM AN OUTSIDERS POINT OF VIEW


    knowing me ill get into it when no one cares about it anymore because i seem to do that a lot omg
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    "ooh, of course!" the domestic said, padding up to the two gathered. "c-can i ask what other clans you're in, though?" if luyu's answer was an allied or neutral clan, the logical answer was that she could stay.


    "i'm divinepaw, a combatant here!" she hastily added in, realizing that an introduction was most likely required for her previous question to sound more official and less nosy.


    ooc. mobile!
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    guueeessss who forgot that the matumainis had threads and didn't paste them originally??? marlux did!


    the detailed relations that i may or may not one day translate into divis actual relations, so its relevant to her, is here. its infinitely more detailed than ill probably ever get hfjds
    && the signups for the matumainis are here


    so, if divi is tamas daughter, then tamas.... sibling? technically lover maybekindaiguess is makaburi, leader of hogwarts. marie l-a m would be divis sister and and therefore one of makaburi and tamas kids B))
    welcome 2 the family tree
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    and without a moment's hesitation, all of the superfluous talk, all of the negotiations and threats were succeeded by brutal, hard violence.


    watching the leader of the damned, the broken exiles, being attacked and pleading for mercy, stirred up something inside of the combatant. she wanted to take back what she had said earlier; she didn't want to fight to kill anymore - she doubted she ever did.


    "surrender! henri, surrender!" the domestic shouted, more of a desperate plea than a command. she felt pity, yet she had to fight, had to jump into battle eventually and find a way to make blizzardclan win. no -- hogwarts as well, she was fighting for two clans now. that thought furthered her emotional distress, took her beyond what she could handle without absolutely breaking down and crying.


    once again, fluidly, her domestic body shifted into that of a white dragon almost instantaneously, large wings sprouting from her back in a futile attempt to stop her from crashing to the ground.


    this happened in the raid hosted by http against blizzardclan, but... she was quite unsure why. perhaps it was a protection mechanism, something that her being simply did in order to protect her. maybe it was an emotional response. then again, now wasn't the time to find ways to cope with this, nor to ponder what was exactly happening to her -- she had a new body, and her clanmates were in trouble.


    if she didn't think about it, she could try to fight.


    she swung her head to hosp. "ask for fucking peace, from you rats, ay?" divi's voice was guttural, too deep to not make her dysphoric. "we've tried before, and found out that didn't work, for your fucking information!" she had absolutely no clue -- if blizzardclan did attempt to make peace before, the dragon wouldn't have known about it. her statement was merely a shot in the dark, an attempt to one up the exiler in front of her.


    she wasn't mentally prepared to attack just yet.
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    "o-oh! well, certainly, if you don't like your name, you can always change it." said the domestic, entering herself into the conversation (what an amazing thing that was - she usually never took initiative when it came to social interaction).


    she thought that she understood why madame was so nervous. after all, she wasn't the most confident in social situations either. "h-hey, you know, it's fine... it's fine!" there were obvious flaws in her wording: what was fine, and why?


    "i-im divinepaw, by the way. divinepaw cantus. a vintenar around here."
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    ah, healing, an art that she had not gotten a chance to study yet. certainly it was useful information, something that she could use in all walks of life - especially now, while wars were raging in her life. (weren't there always wars and unrest, though?)


    divi settled herself next to her adoptive sister, wanting to accompany marie and get to know the wolf better. she opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't think of anything to say, so the vintenar simply shut her jaws and waited.
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    oh, how badly she wanted to ask her mother if it was truly alright. was anything ever alright in her life? "thank you," she mumbled to maka, unsure if her voice was loud or clear enough to be heard.


    this time, however, she voiced her concerns to the other wolf. "i-i'm fine?" was she? she was leading her friends, a small group nonetheless, into a savage and demanding war. "marie... marie, thank you." divi's words were sincere, having been truly touched by the few simple words that her adopted sister had said.


    perhaps she would be fine, if she was with all of her friends.
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    kas, could you please add xerses to the list of surnames that divi's basket litter should carry ?? thank you sm c:
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    "of course you can join!" the domestic chirped quite cheerfully. "nice t-to meet you, ah, sweetpaw. my name's divinepaw!" and again, she wasn't using any of her preconceived introductions; she considered that a success, and pride swelled in her chest. she was naturally talking again.
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    divi had just gotten used to the layout of the castle... or, at least, she thought she did. after much scrambling, panicking about being stuck in the place forever, and whining, she made her way to her original destination: the library.


    she stepped through the doorway, the familiar smell of old books and leather comforting her. "oh, hey, marie, lemon!" she called out. "what'cha doin'?" the vintenar had not expected anyone she knew to be there; all of her previous visits, she was alone, or surrounded by npcs that she did not talk to (they, in turn, did not bother her. it was a perfect relationship).
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    "candyfangs?" she echoed, confused by the name. "who's that? i've never heard of 'em before." she thought that candyfangs was a nice name to call your child, though that thought easily derailed as she began to think about the fact that she had no children. she studied kanbaru's face for a few moments, before noticing her bitter sweet smile. shit --was that rude of her to ask?


    "i-im sorry," she stuttered, trying to find a way to backpedal out of the situation. "i didn't, i didn't know, i'm sorry." did candyfangs die? prying about a dead parent wasn't something that a normal person would do, divi figured.


    words began to tumble out of her mouth, a hasty plan for a distraction from her previous fuck up. "my, my name is divinepaw, i'm a vintenar here, co-ombatant of blizzardclan, welcome to hogwarts!"


    she was still quite curious as to who candyfangs was, but knew that she couldn't press for an answer, especially after how hard she worked to try and cover up her question.
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    "i'm a hufflepuff," she replied to the serval next to her, briefly meeting lemon's eyes. however, she quickly looked away, finding it too tasking and scary to hold eye contact for very long; she only looked up at the sound of the hat speaking, jumping out of her skin. she hated everything about that damn hat, from how it moved and talked to what it smelled like.


    so, lemon got slytherin? she wasn't all that surprised anymore, given her previous interactions with the golden serval. but she was going to give lemon the benefit of the doubt (just as she had done with plenty of other shady faces, which was maybe not the best of ideas anymore).


    alfie was next, so she waited, holding her breath. why was this so interesting to her?
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    divi giggled, deciding that she could let loose and relax a bit around her new comrades. "is that a lemon cake?" she asked, a smile on her maw. she thought that the cake was beautiful so far - divi believed that she could never make something as pretty or skilled as lemon had done.


    but, she was known for vying for attention. even though she felt inferior, she would attempt to do better regardless. she had to do better than everyone else.


    "hey, d'ya need any help with that?"
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    p artially posting this here because i gotta track this on this sub but also so i don't forget what i'm even gonna do with my own character fav


    parents; npc xx npc; basket litter; adopted by divinepaw
    species; any
    starting age; any, but under 9 months
    relations; divinepaw is a combatant (hp) of blizzardclan and a vintenar (hp) of hogwarts; she is the adopted daughter of the blizzardclan leader, tama xerses cantus, and the hogwarts leader, makaburi l-a m. further relations are here!
    slots; 5
    restrictions & other; publicly carry the cantus, xerses and matumaini surnames. stay in blizzardclan for 4 months - dual alliances with hogwarts are encouraged, as the mother lives in both clans.
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    a rare specimen? well, it was true... she never saw a dragon quite like discord before. even still, she was quite confused by her crushes wording. "y-yeah, but what would... you do with his dna if it wasn't wasted?" she asked, even though he already gave her a sufficient enough answer. pres would dissect discord and study his internal organs. how kid-friendly and safe that sounded!


    dependant personality disorder made her act wildly different than she generally would. the combatant smirked and let out a small giggle as she was nuzzled by the deputy. as long as pres is around, he'll catch it. in her mind, pres was quite meticulous and attentive. the already over-idealized chukar partridge was skilled enough, and probably didn't need divi romanticising what he threatened to do, but...


    through arthur's affectionate gesture and the mere presence of prescriptionpills, divi gathered enough courage to try and intimidate the other yet again. "yeah, hear that? hear that?" she echoed. "if you do something, prescriptionpills and i will... we'll, we'll like, you'll be gone!" the domestic danced around the usage of the words "kill" and "destroy", or any other synonyms, and her intimidation factor was lost to the same wind that carried her voice.


    ooc. wh oa i just had a quick idea?? if everyones cool w it, what if pres dragged divi into torturing discord with him?
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    "oh! i can take some to the rift, if you'd like!" divi said. she hadn't been to the rift in a while... or, wait, had she ever been there at all? marlux lost track because he used to have someone in the rift, so it was probably impossible for him to remember whether divi went there or not. whatever. the more places she visited, the more her name got out there, right? it was good practice for social skills, too.
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    carolina was... dead? ha, a funny joke! pres must've been pulling a prank or playing some sort of game, though... his voice did sound quite serious. (when didn't he?) it sparked a small fear inside of divinepaw, so she decided to approach.


    "prescriptionpills, don't fuck with me like this!" she called out. if the shred of doubt in her mind was a spark, the bleeding corpse on the ground was a wildfire, consuming her flesh and bones and no matter how hard she screamed, it would never quell the flames.


    was she screaming? the very loud and obvious answer was yes. the combatant let out a sickening screech, pained and worried. fear hit her like a cold current, dripping down and soaking her, tide unrelenting and pulling her under.


    "carolina! carolina!" she shrieked, rushing over, tripping on her paws and shifting into her dragon body. so it was an emotional response after all.


    she shoved her head towards carolina's, much larger than the corpse in front of her. "what-- what happened? who did this? who did this?" cried out the strained voice of the combatant. wide, purple eyes connected with pres, looking up at him with all the pain and fear in the world.


    she was sick of losing people.


    ooc. NOOOOO
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    track for now :0
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