Posts by TINTALLE

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ Okay, this place was flooded with kits...and Bubonicplague, but it wasn't like Silentkit could solve the take over of children. When everyone seemed to face in the direction of Templar who was moving off, he pulled his camera closer, deciding to take a picture. Was he leaving? Silentkit didn't know, the kitten taking his picture and drying it off, placing it into his satchel as he then quietly watched.

Silentkit shuffled his paws in discomfort. They seemed to be talking about something. It made Silentkit wonder if anyone talked about him behind his back. Well, of course he was completely unaware of it if so. He was so easily laughed at and trash-talked, but he'd never know and just give a smile. Happy, happy life.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ Meet and greets. They were just too hard for the deaf tom. How could he counter being both unable to introduce himself and be unable to hear introductions? Well, he guess he'd have to do it. So there he was with a pile of small blank cards, the kitten writing multiple of the same words. He never thought he'd bother but...he had no choice.

Upon each card was the exact same thing. Of course, not identical in appearance as the kitten sucked the blood off his paw from a papercut, continuing his writing. He hoped the little stain of blood on a few of his papers was alright. Silentkit didn't want to be rubbed off a blood-loving. No, no. Not at all. But on each card was a neatly written note saying "silentkit, deaf and mute, but pleased to meet you. Please write your name on the blank space below, thank you."

He was now busy slipping his cards into a pocket in the front of his satchel so they wouldn't mix with his diary and satchel, but being the clumsy thing, the last remaining few of his cards had scattered, the tom having sneezed and clumsily falling over.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ He stumbled along, dragging his satchel with his camera around his neck like always, the kitten fixing up his beanie on the top of his head. Silentkit would never admit he often felt he was going to freeze to death in the cold weather. Then again, it wasn't like he could easily and openly express how he felt. So with a blank stare, he was out and about taking photos of clouds. Unlike pebbles, clouds moved. But then unlike Exilers, clouds were much, muuuch more slow in their movements which made them easier to snap pictures off for his diary. He was using his diary both for entries, opinions, drawings and photos. The kitten had never been happier, along with the addition of the male finding the library. He didn't feel so alone anymore.

Pulling out one of his cards, Silentkit waddled clumsily over to the group. Everything seemed to be centered on Twistedkit, the male deciding to slide the card over after escaping the snow trying to snatch his satchel. On the card was a note which read "Silentkit, deaf and mute, but pleased to meet you. Please write your name on the blank space below, thank you!" And with that, the little male would provide a small yet faint smile.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ He was shaking, trembling. He didn't know how to take it, the kitten staring at all the notes with teary eyes. He didn't know. His papa...died? P-Papa abandoned Silentkit, the deaf kit thought. Was he the cause of stress? Was it because he was born deaf and couldn't talk? He was directing things more to himself than the situation really was about.

He quietly and slowly slumped down beside his last unfinished note, laying down and staring. He wondered what it said, the deaf kitten's lachrymose eyes about to cry. But he didn't. He refused to. But...but papa was gone now, he didn't know how he could survive The Exiles.
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He wanted to accompany his papa at least. Not like he was much comfort, but SIlentkit was more of just the one that didn't really require a response or comment. He...usually was just there. And as he made his way over, he lied down close. Maybe he was just close by for more than company, more just for Silentkit's own reassurance. He felt...abandoned by Papa Clownie, and that broke his tiny heart. He just...needed to be as close as possible to papa Leo-leo. He didn't want him to leave too.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ Poppy seeds. It was something he'd read about in one of the books in the library, the kitten interested. So it was one on herbs. A class maybe? He knew poppy seeds helped numbed pain, so he decided to make his own lesson based on what he saw. So poppy seeds helped numb pain, what else? Oh, goldenrod juice! That helped with numbing, but not healing. How about mint? It helped with wounds. Now his brain was wandering off. Vervain - not as good but still used for about the same... A-And cinnamon leaves. His scrunched nose, thinking of other things. But his memory wasn't as good as he hoped it would be, the tom deciding to write a note in his diary saying "see Cynthia for herb training??" but then instantly scratched it out. It would be too hard to communicate. Looked like he'd have to go solo. After all, Silentkit figured he wanted to be a saviour more than a destroyer.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ There was Henri again, one of the few he'd known the names of. The last time he saw Henri he scared the living daylights out of Silentkit. He seemed...scary. But he didn't seem so bad now, right? He looked stable, he thought. Taking a photo of a bird sitting on a branch, he slipped it in his satchel and toddled over as quickly as possible on his stubby little legs.

He wondered what they were doing. Exilers tended to clump in crowds and just...talk. He'd grown to find it boring, just lifting his head and staring at everyone. Sometimes he tried to guess what they were saying, but right now he was clueless. He really couldn't read anyone.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ He was hopping along, pouncing from pebble to pebble in the snow his camera hanging from his neck. He tried not to be too rough, making sure his camera didn't smash as every now and then he'd take photos of the sky and ground. Turning around, he stepped background, trying to get a full picture of The Exiles' territory. It...was pretty he had to admit.

Oh lookie another...joiner? He guessed it was the term, the kitten taking out a card. He'd only prepared these for times of meet and greets, but with a few scribbles, he approached. Hopefully the newcomer could read as he tried to slip the note over to Leftfield. The note said "silentkit, deaf and mute, but pleased to meet you. please write your name on the blank space below, thank you!", and in tiny writing on the side there was a quick scribble of "and welcome to the exiles" complimented with one of his smiley face doodles.
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He figured that some exilers weren't too pleased. And he couldn't help but rudely stare at the strange newcomer.
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There were some new faces he could get to know, the kitten taking out one of his 'get to know silent in a few words!' card, nudging it over. Hopefully Goodkit could read, right? Upon the note was neatly written words saying "silentkit, deaf and mute, but pleased to meet you. please write your name on the blank space below, thank you!" He pressed a tiny smile, Silentkit sitting down and wrapping his tail around his paws in a polite manner.
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Cynthia's great too and I'd love for Silentkit and Cynthia to one day meet officially haha. I think he'd adopted an interest in herbs <3
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ He frowned a little. What was...papa doing? The kitten didn't understand why he had a wig and wings and looked all 'magical'. He thought it was a little funny, a tiny giggle seeming to escape his maw. His vocal cords, he felt something in his vocal cords, Silentkit scaring himself and stopping. He'd never used his 'vocal cords' before, so he had no idea what they were. Seemed like he had to control not giggling. But anyone nearby or with super senses would have heard his tiny giggle combined with a bit of what his voice probably sounded like. It was going to be one of the rarest things Silentkit would do, along with crying.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ He looked down at the writing Privatekit had made, scrunching his nose as he tilted his head at a better angle. O-Oh. That was unfortunate, right? He looked up at Pri, nodding his head slowly. So someone was leaving. He'd never seen someone leave, only join. He wondered if he was sick and tired of all the violence and bloody warfare that followed The Exiles.

He watched the tiger turn off to leave, Silentkit deciding to take one last photo. Memories were good. Bye bye Templar, have fun! He thought, wishing he could send his thoughts. But of course he couldn't.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ O-Oh? Silentkit was a little stunned. Often the other would simply write their name and continue talking. But Twistedkit had decided to attempt engaging a conversation with the hearing impaired male. Tilting his head, he decided to write down in return "I don't know, I've never experienced the other seasons", offering an awkward smile.

Did he possibly make a new friend? He needed to keep a memory of that, the kitten bring his instant camera to his face and taking a photo. Hopefully the flash wasn't startling as he dried his picture off and placed it in his satchel.
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Harmonydream
Silentharmony
Twisteddream
Silenttruth (ahaha, the double d and double t though)
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ He looked up, noticing his papa help him and pressed a faint smile, reading the card his papa had written on. He lifted his head, sparkly eyes and all. It made him happy, seeing his family always try to talk to him. And he could feel a warmness in his heart, the kitten feeling all fuzzed up inside as he looked at everyone come in to help. To his surprise, everyone was dropping written cards to him. Cordelia - Lieutenant of War. Wow what a really nice title! Eveningkit - he had never communicated with his sister, but then it seemed like she had a different gender. Xe, xer? So he had to refer to Eveningkit as a xer. He nodded his little head, reading on. Lumi - related to him? He wondered how? As he read on, his smile stayed plastered on his face. Wingdin - what an interesting name.

He looked at everyone who had come around, as happy as he ever could be. Writing down on a blank unwritten card "thank you everyone". He was blushing.
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Did Silentkit find himself in a war? He stared with starry eyes, watching in stillness. He didn't know how to react. Was he supposed to run? Was he supposed to fight? But he didn't realise his trembling. So this was hatred...and violence...and pain looming through the air. Everyone looked so, angry. Bloodthirsty..
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Cynthia. He saw Tama about to attack Cynthia. Silentkit liked Cynthia, the event seeming to scar him from the back of his mind. He looked down at his diary and camera all sitting in his satchel, the kitten filled with heartache. He didn't want Cynthia to be hurt. If...if it wasn't for her he'd never find the library. Not that the library mattered to most Exilers. It was just...Silentkit was lonely. Books spoke to him in a way no one else could, it was his own happiness. He learnt things, he was educated of things. No one else could teach him anything else after all, the kitten's heart feeling a tug. No, he didn't want Cynthia to get hurt. But he did the wrong thing, trying to race over. He wasn't going to cry, the tiny kitten trying to grab at Tama's leg in a sort of beg and to attempt to 'stop' her. Of course, Silentkit couldn't even attack a fly. The fly would assassinate him first, so he didn't exactly think it through. He just...wanted to violence to stop.
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He looked nice. He didn't know who he was but he looked nice, deciding to follow the Blizzardclanner, oblivious of any danger. No, no one had ever taught him not to follow strangers. If there was a zombie apocalypse, he'd be the first to die after trying to pretend to blend in with the zombies.
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He nodded, pressing a smile of assurance. He was fine being deaf and mute. He really was. After all, Silentkit had books to accompany him. Books were nice.

/short post because I actual feel sick ;n;
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