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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][ Noble was in the Exiles for a few days. ]


    She watched as more approached her, tail tip contentedly flicking to and fro. Her blue eyes looked over then all, trying to see if any were familiar faces, but as it turn out, none were. "It's nice to meet you too, Chris." the alabaster tigress meowed, eyes then traveling to Vera. "Thanks." no one had ever really commented on her name - That was usually reserved for her sister.


    [spoiler=mobile tags]GENERAL ;
    Nobleintentions Resurgam | cisgender female | SunClan warrior
    single | heteromantic heterosexual | five years old | biography



    PHYSICAL ;
    white south China tiger with blue eyes
    mediumsize with compact build; 370lbs
    scared flank and torso
    appearance reference


    BATTLE TAGS ;
    no powers
    please attack in bold white
    hard difficulty unless severely injured or distracted
    please ask for capture / severe injury - no kill
    nonviolent / peaceful power-playing is allowed

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]She knew not all of her family was dead, but she had choose to stay away from them. Noble and her sister had left their parent's refuge and then split to live their own lives. Naomi went to BlizzardClan, and she to PhantomClan. Unfortunately, Naomi had been shot by a hunter and died not too long after, making Noble feel reserved when it came to family. The only people she cared to call family was her husband and children, but most were gone now, either dead or moved on to greener pastures. Hearing her name being called out and the word 'sister' accompanied by it, she felt a bit of dread well upside inside of her. Who was it this time?


    The rather small tigress approached the commotion, her hardened blue visionaries not taking an extra second to lock onto the snowshoe's figure. At that moment did she rake her mind of memories and names, going through the list of her hundreds of biological and adopted siblings. While Nobleintentions did not know all of her adopted siblings, she did know her full- and half-blooded siblings. She had only joined last night and had yet to settle in, so this was, perhaps, not a good time for all of this to occur, but nonetheless, it was happening. "That's me." she meowed, shifting her weight to the side. "Is their something I can help you with?"


    [spoiler=mobile tags]GENERAL ;
    Nobleintentions Resurgam | cisgender female | SunClan warrior
    single | heteromantic heterosexual | five years old | biography



    PHYSICAL ;
    white south China tiger with blue eyes
    mediumsize with compact build; 370lbs
    scared flank and torso
    appearance reference


    BATTLE TAGS ;
    no powers
    please attack in bold white
    hard difficulty unless severely injured or distracted
    please ask for capture / severe injury - no kill
    nonviolent / peaceful power-playing is allowed

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Meet and greets were never really her thing for she saw them as rather boring. Despite that, she remembered someone telling her it was 'only boring if she thought of it that way'. They were traditional, of course, but lord, at what cost? "Meet and greet." Noble called out, pastel blue eyes examining the terrain around her. She was still use to PhantomClan's old asylum, even if they had moved out of it long ago.


    [spoiler=mobile tags]GENERAL ;
    Nobleintentions Resurgam | cisgender female | SunClan warrior
    single | heteromantic heterosexual | five years old | biography



    PHYSICAL ;
    white south China tiger with blue eyes
    mediumsize with compact build; 370lbs
    scared flank and torso
    appearance reference


    BATTLE TAGS ;
    no powers
    please attack in bold white
    hard difficulty unless severely injured or distracted
    please ask for capture / severe injury - no kill
    nonviolent / peaceful power-playing is allowed

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]The canine watched, patiently waiting as they all appeared before him. They seemed friendly enough, yet this was all so... Scary to him. Silly it may be, but this was something all to knew to him. "Thank you, and it's a pleasure to meet all of you." he flashed them his signature smile, triangular ears perked forward. Looking to Amalgamatedemotions, he felt something churn in his stomach. Realmwright was angel, and that meant he could sense other supernatural beings, and this one... Was a bit odd. "Sure, I'd be thankful for a tour, and a doll for that, matter." dolls were not his thing, but it would be rude to turn down the offer. Giving a swish of his tail, his amber visionaries looked over to Breakdance as she appeared. "Likewise. Us old farts gotta stick together, right?" Realmwright chuckled.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]She had grown up playing that game with her clan mates, but that had been quite a few years ago. Hearing the call for the gather to be played, she was tempted to join, but a part of her was reluctant. Nonetheless, the girl found herself approaching the unfamiliar tom. Stopping a few pawsteps away from her new clan mates, Noble then took a seat, curling her tail around her paws. "I suppose I'll play as well."


    [spoiler=mobile tags]GENERAL ;
    Nobleintentions Resurgam | cisgender female | SunClan warrior
    single | heteromantic heterosexual | five years old | biography



    PHYSICAL ;
    white south China tiger with blue eyes
    mediumsize with compact build; 370lbs
    scared flank and torso
    appearance reference


    BATTLE TAGS ;
    no powers
    please attack in bold white
    hard difficulty unless severely injured or distracted
    please ask for capture / severe injury - no kill
    nonviolent / peaceful power-playing is allowed

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]She had never lived near an ocean before, nor had she ever ate a fish. Noble was pleased to have discovered SunClan dwelled near one, and decided to take advantage of it. She stood in the shallow water, staring at only a small portion of water in front of her, remaining this was for quite sometime. Suddenly, she spotted a quick flash of silver and used her paw to scoop up the figure and threw it into the sand. Quickly turning, Noble trotted after the fish, watching it fail about until it finally stilled as death overcame it.


    [spoiler=mobile tags]GENERAL ;
    Nobleintentions Resurgam | cisgender female | SunClan warrior
    single | heteromantic heterosexual | five years old | biography



    PHYSICAL ;
    white south China tiger with blue eyes
    mediumsize with compact build; 370lbs
    scared flank and torso
    appearance reference


    BATTLE TAGS ;
    no powers
    please attack in bold white
    hard difficulty unless severely injured or distracted
    please ask for capture / severe injury - no kill
    nonviolent / peaceful power-playing is allowed

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]He was always a happy-go-lucky guy, one who automatically loved every child he saw, one who was once a powerful role model to so many. He had only hit a low patch when he was young for he was always depressed and broken as a child due to his mother having abandoned him and his father treating him like ghost. His uncle jumped off a cliff in front of him, he watched his sister get eaten alive by a lion, but once he grew older, it all went away. Lately, however, he was feeling that lowliness creeping out of the shadows of his childhood. All of his lover were dead, as were his friends, and, perhaps, most of his children. He was really alone in this world, but being an angel, he could not die like they could; He was a stuck being immortal, and it sucked.


    The wolf dog laid stretched out in a clearing near camp, his pale amber eyes watching a fine line of ants march by. He absorbed the sun's warm rays as they made him feel a bit better, but not by much. Drawing in a breath, Realmwright lifted his head and looked up, watching a few birds hop around in the trees above.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]realm automatically likes everyone
    even when he's getting depressed for second time in his life
    oops


    I MISSED YOU TOO


    so i decided to make realm biromantic
    but he doesn't know that
    so any ideas on how to make him realize and accept it?

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][ Yep! I'd never give Realm up to anyone. ]


    "It's nice to meet you all as well." the canine woofed, his smile still engraved upon his features. Shifting his eyes to Lithiumpaw, Realmwright allowed a chuckle to escape his lips. "Thank you, young lady." he looked over everyone, pleased to see so many different faces. His frightfulness was slowly starting to fade at this point, but weariness was still present within his chest. Hearing the word 'dad', he suddenly felt his stomach launch itself into his throat as his eyes quickly looked over everyone until he pinpointed the source. The German shepherd wolf hybrid stared at Mikhail, quickly tearing through his memory to put a name with the face. Realmwright never forgot anyone, especially not his own family. "Hello Mikhail." he was tempted to embrace his son, but he did not known him as well anymore and did not know his preferences, so the dog stayed put. "Of course, I'm an angel, after all."


    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Realmwright's the former deputy of ShadowClan and was created way back in 2013. He is extremely friendly and loves children and it'll be pretty hard to get on his bad side, unless you hurt him or his family. Realm believes he is heterosexual and is a bit freaked out by gays, but is actually bi, so I'm wanting to develop on that a bit, but I'm picky with that. He's open to everything except death, litters, and capture.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]He would not let anyone see it for he would mask it all behind a smile and an almost forced upbeat attitude. It was sad when you had to fake your own personality. Flicking an ear as the words met him, the canine turned, watching the leopard approach in an almost defensive manner. "Hehe, sorry. I've only recently joined, but my name is Realmwright. What's yours?" he inquired, flashing her a smile. Catching the stumbling figure through the corner of his eye, the wolf dog quickly jumped up, ready to catch Jaeger in case he fell. "Are you alright?" Realmwright asked, cocking his head to the side. Only then did the others appear, who he cast a glance at and gave a nod of his head in the form of a silent greeting.