Posts by Strikee

[justify] Walking closely by himself, he looked around in frustration. Where in the world was he? He roared, growling at everything he could possibly see. His red eyes calmed to see the clearing he had recognized so long ago. He was always angry, some would say he was a real demon. Despite how lonely he gets, he found himself calming down and looking around his old home.[/justify]

[justify] He had to wear his best clothes for this. The albino lion stopped at the border, his stomach flipping at the sight. [size=17pt]Hello lovelies! I'm here to join! he roared, his red eyes wide and excited.[/size][/justify]

[justify] He nearly tripped over Lovely, himself wanting to yell. This kit was so SMALL. My name's Demonicland! Nice to meet ya'! he said. He was loud, and very easy to catch angry.[/justify]

You're doing fantastic little

[justify] Before he knew someone was there, he trotted through the fields. He then spotted her, and he padded up to her. Hello, miss Rei! Welcome to the Castle of Versailles![/justify]

[justify] The lion turned around a corner with a churro in his mouth. He turned his head to stare directly at the newcomer, then stuffing the churro into a wrapping. He bounded over to the newcomer, his red eyes sparkling with the sun trying to shine. Name and business, missy? he roared, nearly stumbling over. He took a bite out of the churro and smiled at the cinnamon pastry.[/justify]

Geez, like no ones on.

ANYWHO

anyone up for a valentines party?

[justify] Demonic happened to be invisible during the time this creature got here. The lion appeared in front of him, his red eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He didn't say anything, only he was checking Carnival out. He laughed and shoved himself back, his red eyes narrowing friendly.[/justify]

[justify]So, shadowclan? he thought, padding up with a basket, lined with gold. He wore fine gloves and a crown scarf. The horned lion huffed at the cold air, and stopped at the border. Demonic laughed at how crooked he thought with other clans, only because he was a loner before he joined the mansion. The albino twisted his head left or right, trying to catch a glimpse of what he might expect. Nonetheless, he had sweets and wool sweaters, stuff like that. He even had royal combs if anyone wanted one.[/justify]

[justify] He blinked and wanted to punch something in her taste of his likings, but instead didn't want to tick Shadowclan off. Its Demonicland, and I brought some gifts from the mansion of versailles. he roared, usually loud as he gets. The lion huffed silently, setting the basket down and narrowing his eyes slightly. [/justify]

So many lovelies.

we'll be here by then!

Just as the title says.

Have your name and he'll write his opinion about them, one to ten.

all ic.

OPINIONS

Lovelykit---four
Shes cute, and maybe needs help on a few words, but he wants to know her better. He loves how tiny she is, and he loves kits. That's all really I can say, he just wants to know her better.

Updated!

c:

[justify] He had a hard time picking up a room, from different sizes to the color of the furniture. He found himself a big room, with a marbled floor and white and black lined wallpaper. There was a tricky part though. He had moved here with all his stuff. He moved a black loveseat, hopefully not cracking up to much noise. He left his door open, but nonetheless he was hard at work.

Taking the boxes and setting them in his room, he opened one and smiled at pictures that lay on top of a colorful pile. He picked up two, both with golden frames. One of his father, a big albino lion with a big mane. He wore a black tie, and his blue eyes sparkled, even in the picture. The next was a picture of him and his family. His mother wasn't there, but he was with his longlife friend Zodiac, her charming smile and the way she would try to impress one with her eyebrows. She was weird, but he doubted how they fought, ending their friendship forever. The last time he heard from her, she was married to a rich rouge. He sighed, and hung them up. Next in the box was a jewelry box, followed with a book he used to love reading as a child. Called Fabled, it was a book about how this girl grows her way into creating a new world, one with fantasy sprouting life all over. He opened the jewelry box, played by a lovely song. He hummed to the calm rhythm, and looked happy for once.[/justify]

[justify] From Shadowclan, Demonic held a wooden basket lined with gold. The mansion of versailles were fancy, so why not? He wore fine gloves, and a yellow and red wool scarf. In the basket, churros and other sweets lay, also with some necklaces and games, somewhat other stuff too. He sat down at the border, setting down the basket beside him and waiting. The horned albino lion yawned, then looking around.[/justify]

[justify] Looking toward the two, he smirked. You can both enter. You may help if you wish. If you two do, there's a box full of books that you could put on that shelf. he pointed to a box, then a wooden shelf. He turned back and smiled. Setting the jewelry box on a table, he walked and set the book on the shelf. He padded back to the box to see his favorite masquerade ball mask, near the same red color of his eyes with a white lining. White jewels lay in a pattern.[/justify]

[justify]More friendly than Shadowclan. he thought, and blinked as questions were spilled out to him. Its Demonicland. Nice to meet you, all really. I'm here from the mansion of versailles, gifts anyone? the lion smiled. He looked down and Wishingkit was there. He winked playfully at her, looking back up again.[/justify]

Threads with demon?

[justify] Demonicland walked in. Some of us are hoping to get up to a higher rank soon, if Lea isn't that busy, that might happen."[/justify]

[justify]The lion seemed to be the first to hear her. Stepping up, he looked down at the kit. "Name and business?" he would ask, narrowing his optics.[/justify]