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  • LIKE THAT [★] crim's premade signatures

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 16pt][shadow=black,left]YOU'RE UNSUITED FOR THE RAGE OF WAR[/shadow][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14pt; margin-top: -8px][shadow=black,left]so go, pack up, go home, you're through![/shadow]

  • WHOLE NEW WORLD && open, joiner

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;]The warm curled form of Glasskingdom lay at the boarder. Whatever this place was, she didn't know. When she was born, her maker had left her immediately. Thus, Yvette had to learn to live alone. Her calm eyes slowly opened as a voice filled her dormant mind. It spoke softly, barely. Then a starry form of cosmic dust and stars appeared before her. Having grown up in the dangerous woods, she was not startled easily. Yvette only sat up and backed away from the thing. The form of a male looked at her with a sorrowful gaze. She was confused. He turned his head and padded forth. What? "Wait!" She cried.


    Padding to the frost bitten boarder, Yvette felt mixed about this. She had heard this was where great things happened. Great and bad. The sweet silvery moon was full in the sky, illuminating it's milky glow upon the snow blanketed land. Was this.. right? The starry figure stopped and disappeared. Tilting her head, she blinked her puzzled leaf colored eyes. "[color=tan]Hello?" She whispered. Yvette inched her paw forwards with hesitance. Her wondering eyes focused forwards.


    An ear splitting crack caught her by surprise and those wondrous optics widened with fear. Her jaw parted slightly and she looked beneath her. The cold ice biting at her paws had split. Before she knew it, the lioness plummeted within the icy water of Blizzardclan. Her paws struggled for lands, splashing about spilling ice cooled water everywhere. "[color=tan]H-help! Help!" She roared.

  • WHOLE NEW WORLD && open, joiner

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][color=silver]Crap. There was something coming to attack her now. Great great great. Do not follow strange ghosts into strange lands, she had to abide by that if she survived. But this stranger was not here to assist in her end. Yvette snapped her paws around the unknown male. She hated water. She hated water. Besides, it was freezing. "[color=tan]Get me outta here! Get me outta here!" The lioness choked.

  • WHOLE NEW WORLD && open, joiner

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][color=silver]Yvette was surprised as he hoisted her onto land. Her thick ebony claws held the solid earth and she shivered with cold. F-ck t-t-that.. She cursed inwardly. The lioness's squeezed eyes slowly opened to reveal forest green orbs. They rose to focus on the stranger's face. "[color=tan]I-is.. is this one of those.. clans?" Hissed the big cat. Despite his actions, she was still on defense towards this unknown tom. Yvette kept to herself, it was hard to trust. The chilly winds hit her like a train, she growled softly. Lord, she hated being wet. Water, screw it.

  • WHOLE NEW WORLD && open, joiner

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;]Little miss? No, no. Big no. Yvette frowned hesitantly and rose her head. Deputy? According to the humans that captured her, that was the title of the guy that shot her with a tranquilizer. All she wanted was that cake in the dumpster.. Sighing quietly, she looked up at the taller beast. "[color=tan]Yvette Warfare..." Her breaths were very visible with the black night sky, smokey white puffs leaving her wet parted jaws. The lioness, despite the cold, sat up. "[color=tan]I would like to join this clan.. If I'm allowed to.." They seemed nice enough. Not to mention it was hundreds of times better than finding her next meal in the trash. Having humans ran at you with guns. Et cetera..

  • WHOLE NEW WORLD && open, joiner

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][color=silver]Dammit, this guy almost convinced her. "[color=tan]Cabins?! Are there humans here?" Asked the lioness. She frowned, clenching her teeth with a short growl. The shivering wild cat stood, her tail lashing at the snow. I can't go back to those monsters!

  • WHOLE NEW WORLD && open, joiner

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;]Finally, the fighter felt at ease. Nodding carefully, she looked around. "[color=tan]That's good, Ar.. Art.. Arthur." Any name other than her own was hard to remember. Seeing as she didn't really know anyone but herself.. It would be a weight off her shoulders if she could trust someone other than herself. To finally sleep without one eye open. A clan was a good thing. "[color=tan]Can we go to that cabin now?" Asked the she-beast with a tilt of her curious head.

  • HE DID NOT CHOOSE ME - open, joiner

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;]The muscular big cat trotted over. Her curiosity peeking as she noticed a frail sickly little cat. Some others.. They carried the scent of Blizzardclan and thus she did not completely fear them. Her leaf coloured eyes moved to the ebony thing. "[color=tan]You don't look okay." Yvette said. She lashed her tail, looking the tom cat up and down. "[color=tan]Want me to get you.. a rabbit or anything?" Poor thing.

  • && plotting with yvean

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][color=georgia][color=silver]Anything but death is allowed. Love, captures, whatever.. Give it to meh.

  • MY BABY SHOT ME DOWN && open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][color=georgia][color=silver]The burgundy lioness was exploring her new little cabin. After her unexpected joining, Arthur had shown her her new living quarters. The warmly lit room was dim, decorated with a nice rug.. elegant bedding. Yvette had an eye for design. Her jaws were gently holding a book, she didn't know how to read, and set it down on a desk. Sniffling quietly, she whipped her tail at the soft carpet and sat down, looking at the desk's arrangements.

  • MY BABY SHOT ME DOWN && open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][color=silver]Turning her gaze sharply, she lunged at the stranger. The lioness attempted to pin the intruder down. Her large fangs bared and she snarled loudly. "[color=tan]State your name and why you're here. Dare lie to me and I'll end you right here!" Roared the she-beast. Having lived alone all her life, trust was extremely rare for this combatant. Poor girl, unlucky.

  • [ WINE RED RIVER ] -- private + yvetta

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][color=silver]This wasn't right. None of it was, Yvette needed to leave. She felt danger behind her back every second. Before it had just been her and a few attackers. Now their were strangers everywhere behind her back. The only way she knew out of this place was the way she came. Trotting out of the territory, nearing the perimeter, a puzzled gaze washed over her glossy optics. Arthur. Seeing the familiar face, her uneasiness washed away and she approached his carefully. "[color=tan]Hi." She simply mewed. Yvette did not continue on to sit next to the liger. Not just yet.

  • MY BABY SHOT ME DOWN && open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;]Yvette's gaze rose to Tama and softened. Sheathing her claws, the female stepped away from the feline. Her frown was clear with embarrassment. "[color=tan]Clo...ver?" The lioness muttered. She looked down at the ivory she-cat, feeling terrible for her mistake. "[color=tan]I am sorry, Clover." Said the warrior. First day, she managed to attack her own..

  • [ WINE RED RIVER ] -- private + yvetta

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][color=silver]She listened to him. Her strong paws locked into the snow. Her stern green gaze unmoving from his face. Yvette sat down with a blink of her eyes. This liger did not allow much to pass by him it seemed. She felt a smirk rise to her features, amused to find someone who wasn't a jumping loving imbecile. "[color=tan]You're going to think I am crazy. But I was sitting at your boarder, watching the stars. It seemed so odd. A few descended and.. mended together. It became a form of a jaguar or the like. The creature looked at me before running off in Blizzardclan. My curiosity peeked, and so I ran after it. I.. I thought it was someone I knew. I felt attached to the thing. Crazy, I know. Ended up running on thin ice." The female shook her head softly.