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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]Laying buried beneath piles and piles of leaves was an Australian kelpie dog-- And he's dead right now. Dead for a long while, but not any more. No, today was the day at life once more. The covered figure was silent before a sudden gasp erupted from lungs not used in months.

Breath!

Breath!

Inhale.

Exhale.

Inh-

Pieces of dirt and crunched up leaves block up his air ways, making him thrash about. Air! Air! The young canine squirmed while trying to find the source every living creature needed.

Oxygen.

At last, the wonderful element passed in and out through his mouth rapidly before slowing down.

Darkness

The last dying light of the Sun's rays were consumed by the shadows and made everything appear ominous and eerie. The young black and tan canid felt the cold grip of fear touch him and he began to panic. Jaws immediately parted to let out a cry of help, but nothing came out. Only a low, whimpering sound and the eleven month old began to shake violently. Eyelashes fluttered as the frightened being held back tears while he struggled to get out of the mesh of leaves and muck. Shaking himself, the newly revived mammal quickly yet quietly scampered forth, keeping low to the ground as possible.

Hours passed and he flopped onto the ground, far from any civilization and possibly any contact. The figures in the dark continuously made him scared, and that's when he noticed something. A single eye was making up the sight for two.

Help!

Rasing a paw, the quivering one waved a paw in front of both eyes. The left was fine, the right... Not so much. The movement didn't even register and worse, he couldn't even see anything. Not even the soft glimmer of light from the Moon on occasion. With a throbbing heart, he picked himself up and slunk around, looking for anything to cover it up. A bit of luck was sent his way and he found an eyepatch amongst the grass. The box indicated it had been there for a long while, but the item inside was untouched. A silent pray went off in his mind and he managed to get it over the correct one after several minutes.

A few more hours passed and he licked his chops, twitching as they bumped against the slightly longer-than-average canines. They itched due to poking out and made moving his mouth uncomfortable.

Cold

A small sensation started in his throat before turning into a fierce burning. Unable to hold them back, hot tears rolled down his gentle face, irritating the blind eye behind the piece of fabric over it. The will to push forth was gone (there wasn't any there to begin with) and he collapsed onto the freezing earth under him. Trembling and letting fear sink in, the soon-to-be member had no clue that he crossed the border and happened to be a couple of feet in.

Help me!

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 300px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]A jolt of surprise went through his system and jerked his head up. Who...? Another just like him, but WAY younger. And then he had some questions thrown his way, making the shaking figure tense up in fright. How was he going to answer the pup's question? He found out that he didn't have the most functioning vocal chords. And, name? Oh. Did he have one? None came to mind as he kept his lips pressed together.

Then someone else, a female, popped up. When she spoke, he pulled his limbs closer to his body, trying to control his quickly growing fast breaths. Help? Help his eye? It was probably too late, but he didn't want them to waste precious supplies on him. He could go and leave them be. It slowly dawned on him that he was on their territory and couldn't help but think that they were pretending to be nice; either to kill him later or shove him out into the vast world after they 'helped' him.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 300px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]yUS, come have a thread with this nervous child. eve
i'll just make the 'lists' to get things rolling~

forever open to

• friends
• best friends
• enemies be nice
• short chitchats
• adoptive family
• see where it goes threads
• random therapy sessions
• 'chill out' moments

iffy about

• crushes*
• relationships*
• litters
• capture
• physical torture

[size=12px]*for crushes and relationships, it's gotta be interesting. though, it will take time in the end.[/size]

not up for

• maiming
• death
• experiments
• mental torture

ready. set. pLOT!

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 300px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]Oh god, there's more of them. Three more. Though, the second female amongst the ones popping up had some... Herbs. The perfectly fine, left olive green visionary focused itself on the plant as she held it out to him. ...Was he supposed to eat it? That's when the femme spoke with a, ah, friendly smile. Well, it seemed that way, but he felt it was forced. There's a fifty-fifty chance it was real, but in his state, it was hard to determine things. She also had something else and some- Water!

Goodness, the dog remembered how parched his throat was and swallowed. This Fleecepaw was offering to treat his wounds and he wondered if the clear, tasteless liquid would be included. Then his eye flickered to Falicity and then Shiftingalligances. Holy mother of cheesecake, the fae was bigger than them all. A quiet wheeze escaped slightly parted lips as the Australian kelpie tried to refrain from hyperventilating. The dog turned his attention back to the medic intern and made a barely visible nod to let her know that she could do what was needed.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 300px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]sure! who makes?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 300px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]The fur along his spine pulled themselves up as the incubus came over. A warning voice that wasn't his own nagged at him in the back of his mind. Memories tried to pop up to give fuller details why he should stay away from the larger carnivore. But, the attempt to bring up said memories failed and he was left with having to be wary and cautious. But, he was grateful for Asmodeus spreading out his warmth, making him wonder how that's even possible.

Both pointed ears twitched as the supernatural being spoke and cringed at feeling something touch his mind itself. Something told Isaac to let the dire wolf in, but also be careful at the same time. And he did. The demon's voice in his thoughts made the bi-colored canid jerk before forcing himself to calm down. '...Name?' What was his name? What was it again? Being dead for several months didn't help the situation and the youth laid there, quiet for a very long time.

[i]'Isaac... Isaac Clarke.' The guy's voice was surprisingly gruff, yet cool and hushed at the same time. 'What... What is this place? Who... Who are you?'

yus! who makes?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]Isaac quietly creeped over with a nervous flick of his ears. Someone wanted to join? Mm. So is this how normal beings join? A low, anxious huff escaped his lips and at her question for food, the black and tan canine left, coming back minutes later. Isaac held a rabbit loosely in his jaws and quickly stepped forward, dropping it in front of Deadline before racing back to his clan mates while standing a bit ways off.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]The Australian kelpie hesitantly went over to the small forming group, single olive green optic flicking to each of them. The only person he seemed to 'know' was Shift, so he sat next to the snow leopardess, smiling weakly at everyone. Perhaps he would introduce himself later, or not. If Barbkit asked for his name, then the kitten would receive one.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]of course! and if you can, that'd be great <3

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]Ah, Isaac wasn't a big fan of blood and didn't like seeing it unless it was necessary (which is when?). The canine had to make sure he was alive and not a zombie; making the youth to get someone to take some of the crimson liquid. Yup, he was definitely living again. The mute panted softly as he watched other members walk about, growing anxious as they got a little too close. It's not like he could say something and jumped when someone snuck up behind him to poke his shoulder. Spazzing out, Isaac leapt forward and scrambled around, throwing himself into random directions. But, he ended up crashing in Armageddon, possibly knocking them both to the ground.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 300px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]Windclan? What a strange name for a community of animals living together. Then again, most of them were probably different with all of these unusual traits. Like Asmodeus talking inside of his mind this very instant. Tail moving a tad, Isaac froze at the question asked. 'How I got here?' The thought was echoed as his memories treated back to hours earlier before. There was only a single word that stood out.

'Death.'

The reoccurring word went on for a minute then ceased. Pull it together Isaac! Silence took the show as he stared at the demon before noticing Armageddon. The pure white feline shared the exact same feelings as him. 'I honestly don't remember much. I remembered waking up beneath a heap of leaves and dirt, nearly suffocating before managing to get air, realizing to can't see out of one eye...' Clarke trailed off as exhaustion washed over and pressed closer to Mother Earth. 'And then I found myself here.' He concluded.

'...How are you even talking to me?' Please don't say super powers or experimentations. Then the dog would fall silent once more, awaiting a new response.

[size=10px]i can't help but ship

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 300px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]When was it so complicated? Why couldn't his voice box work and let out some words instead of gentle noises? The black and tan canid had been outside, under a willow tree with an erase board and marker in his grasp. 'These paws weren't meant to write.' The poor fellow was having a hard time writing the first letter of his name and became frustrated.

'Useless!'

That didn't help his self-esteem and slouched, an almost inaudible whine vibrating in his throat. Isaac would have asked for help, but felt that he would annoy someone if he did. Even though everyone seems nice doesn't mean jack-diddly-squat. Shifting, his eyes fluttered to keep back tears of helplessness and agitation. And so he sat there, staring at the board that had squiggles and dash marks of blue erase marker on it.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]Hearing the poor feline cry out made him cringe in embarrassment. He immediately picked himself up, giving them the most sincere and apologetic look someone could ever have. A quick nod was their answer and he moved his ears back, feeling awful for basically tackling the other. Seeing them cry didn't help the emotion and he rapidly gazed around. With that, Isaac was off before coming back with a small tissue box (courtesy of an npc), and placed it in front of them with a weak grin.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]When the duo arrived Isaac stiffened. They found him and now the albino one was asking if he needed help. A hot, burning sensation went across his cheek and travelled up to his ears. Giving a slight smile to both, he nodded at Arma.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]Isaac had slunk over at the mini commotion, curiosity lightly nibbling at him. He had no clue who Phil was, but that didn't stop the sympathy in his olive green visionary. He couldn't help because he had no idea what 'powers' were and it was already complicated enough trying to learn how to write. The nervous critter stood a foot or two away from everyone, watching in silence.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]@welsh & LALA05: thank ya darlings!

@maggie: sure!

@iridiaaa: yes, who makes? c:

Kalanken : can't wAIT cx

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]Well, life doesn't do what others want. If it did then there would be tons of living beings dead by now; him to be included. It wasn't easy to fit in when you can't speak or nearly have a heart attack when someone comes up to say a simple greeting. Yes, Isaac questioned why he was alive once more, but decided to let that be for now. Whoever brought him back had some intentions and none were clear to him. At least, not yet. Which made his growing anxiety bump up as each day passed.

Now, the atmosphere was pleasant when the almost year old decided to 'hang out'. And by hang I mean hide in every nook and cranny possible. Though, he did stop to sit around with few others nearby. He began to think about what to do next, but his train of thought was broken. The air... It wasn't very pleasant any more and his body had the urge to run and dive into the nearest body source of water.

A sluggish feeling came over him as he got up to move about. Isaac's jaws were parted as he panted lightly, gazing all over to find the cause of this heat. Then he spotted Asmodeus. Again, a voice screamed at him to stay away and was trying to toss all these things at him. Things he had no clue what they actually were. Drawing closer, the smaller canine glanced up at the dire wolf, holding in his general nervousness. After picking up some courage the younger one gave the demon a tender nudge.

Hopefully it won't blow up in his face.

Then he glanced at Arma and Roxanne. Seems like they didn't like it either.

why? everyone's sad and getting injured. why?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]Name: Isaac
Age: 11 months oml he's younger than everyone
Rank: Secret Police
Personality: Well, right now he's a big ol' pile of fluff. Isaac is generally nervous and anxious, not wanting to get on anyone's nerves. He's a sweet fellow once you get to know him, but that will change as he gets older. Isaac will become sarcastic and cynical later on in life.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]Well, life doesn't do what others want. If it did then there would be tons of living beings dead by now; him to be included. It wasn't easy to fit in when you can't speak or nearly have a heart attack when someone comes up to say a simple greeting. Yes, Isaac questioned why he was alive once more, but decided to let that be for now. Whoever brought him back had some intentions and none were clear to him. At least, not yet. Which made his growing anxiety bump up as each day passed.

Now, the atmosphere was pleasant when the almost year old decided to 'hang out'. And by hang I mean hide in every nook and cranny possible. Though, he did stop to sit around with few others nearby. He began to think about what to do next, but his train of thought was broken. The air... It wasn't very pleasant any more and his body had the urge to run and dive into the nearest body source of water.

A sluggish feeling came over him as he got up to move about. Isaac's jaws were parted as he panted lightly, gazing all over to find the cause of this heat. Then he spotted Asmodeus. Again, a voice screamed at him to stay away and was trying to toss all these things at him. Things he had no clue what they actually were. Drawing closer, the smaller canine glanced up at the dire wolf, holding in his general nervousness. After picking up some courage the younger one gave the demon a tender nudge.

Hopefully it won't blow up in his face.

Then he glanced at Arma and Roxanne. Seems like they didn't like it either.

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