Posts by Squirrel

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]Why was this little one so promising? She did seem to have the makings of a weak, incapable anticlanner, but she had surprised him at every turn. It seemed her sweet outside only left for cavities on the inside. A fucked up personality that could be happy and sweet and also destroy anything they wanted to.

Wasn't that the very definition of sugar? Maybe. Ashpaw would definitely be the one to have a secret haunted gingerbread house when the season rolled around. "And is that... RiverClan's medic?" He liked to keep track of who he was up against among the other clans, and he recognized this purple fool. "Bonus points for you, Sweets." He said with a grin on his face, sharp teeth bared towards the bound prisoner. He walked up and took a sniff, eyeing the way the creature reacted upon waking up. "Poppy seeds? A little plain, but it got the job done and I didn't ask for magic." Hah, magic, unicorn. Hah.

"Well, you've accomplished all you need for that task I believe. Now you can do whatever you want with her." He sat back and wished he could conjure some popcorn. Perhaps she'd take the opportunity to get a few other tasks out of the way as well.

yes of course! public has the same effect as a open thread, so anyone is welcome! Just post with your character and you're in!

sounds great! We can have the thread where Squirrel gets him simultaneously with the thread where Squirrel brings him back if you want to get things rolling! Or we can take it slow and have the thread where Squirrel finds him and then brings him back in a thread a bit later?

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]Ululare laughed, and it was rather genuine, as Ashpaw spurted her first comment towards him. "Sad? Lots of things are sad. Your life is sad, I'm sure, what with how you act. That serval's fighting capabilities were sad. The missed opportunity to show how awful BloodClan can be is sad. Jackdaw's ability to impress his crush is sad. Cataclysm is just one living, breathing sad. Amour's ability to hold onto a single relationship is sad." He had to hold his breath after that one, let that last sentence hang in the air for a bit before carrying on. It was too good no to let hold.

He grinned voraciously, "But that's okay, because when things are sad they can be fucked with and teased, and that's what makes life fun."

He didn' tknow if the canniablism question was directed towards him, but he did always wonder why people had such a big issue with it. A dog eating a dog would give someone nausea while a lion eating a dog would be accepted in a blink.

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]What was this? Who was she? Ululare took another look at Ashpaw, blue eyes wide and searching. His face was very raw, if anyone stole a glance at it, full of wonder and disbelief. Awe almost. It wasn't often that someone did this to him.

What the fuck was he doing? What the fuck was he thinking? Where the fuck was he letting his mind wander?

"Fucking Amour spawns." He muttered under his breath, blue eyes chill, amusement gained from this exercise completely drained. His veins felt like ice. His heart was cold. Painful memories of Inkdeath were surfacing from long ago. Fresh wounds were being split anew as he recalled Amour. Now this cretin was shoving her way into his heart? She was so young.

But damn. She was wicked. Something definitely happened in her past to make her like this. Ululare would know, the same thing had happened to him.

His face was set though, there would be no more compliments. He was simply here to observe if she completed the rest of her tasks in this go or not, that was all. He blinked, trying to hold onto the dead feeling he had blocking all of his emotions inside him.

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]After what had happened when Ashpaw showed him her captive, he regarded her with a chilly air where before it may have been friendly. gaze sliding to Amour, he merely nodded before focusing on the two that were there that actually seemed to want to participate. The koala bear raised a brow, "Whats one thing you're interested in learning more about, and we'll start there." It was addressed to anyone who wanted to answer.

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]Squirrel puffed his chest at the amazed look he was receiving from the Exiler. It was great, to finally be viewed at and regarded as something that wasn't trash. As something that wasn't prey. As something that wasn't lesser. all things Squirrel was, but it was nice to see someone think differently. The dragon guessed that if Dimitri knew of how he was just a squirrel in a dragon's body, or a slave to a koala bear, or lacking the ability to fly... he may think differently of him. Of course, Dimitri needed to know none of this, and Squirrel would soak in the worship and praise.

A toothy grin would meet his words, "That's okay, I can wait." he'd have a punishment from Ululare if the koala recognized he was gone, but hopefully Squirrel could avoid that... and punishment would be worth what he was here for today. "What are you called?"

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]//If you ever want me to bring Grausam back for a thread i totally can Fallen just lemme know

Ululare did his little koala walk into the area, looking around. "You crawl up and get something, Cataclysm? You're giant as fuck you'd probably break everything." he snorted at the idea of Cataclysm clumsily shattering everything breakable in the room and impaling himself in multiple places. Ululare, of course, would have to heal him, but that didn't mean that the koala wouldn't hold it over him for the rest of his life.

He looked around at all the old, dusty faces. yes, Ululare would count as one of them, but at least his old, dusty face was a cute little koala! It was always good to have Shotsfired, Rayne, and Sunpaw around. Fresh blood was necessary in order for things to move forward. He rolled his eyes at their actions though. Just because they needed fresh blood din't mean Ululare had to like them. Hell, he hated the old blood too.

//is that the rayne from scarclan?

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]Squirrel recognized the hesitance. Recognized how Ululare's name wasn't mentioned once. He took note and mentally made a check of it. nonverbal queues were a specialty to the dragon, having to deal with Ululare's to try to avoid any backlash. He looked over to Dimitri, hoping to keep the Exile's admiration a little longer but it seemed that time had come to an end. Looking back to Jammal he said, "I came here on my own... I can't... could you teach me to fly?" He was full grown. He shoudl've been able to fly a long ass time ago, but Squirrel couldn't he was a disgrace.

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]Have another in the clan help him? That would be traitorous towards Ululare. If Squirrel learned to fly from someone else they'd have so much on his master... They could call him incompetent. Unable to own a slave.

Squirrel couldn't have his master shamed like that.

Plus... He really wanted to get to know the one who was the reason he had this body.

So his answer was simple, a shake of his head. "There's only you." He insisted, "Will you help me?"

yeah that'd be awesome if you could!

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]What does a bear sound like? "Not like that." Ululare muttered as he saw the crazed creature attack. He shot a panicked look in Ashpsw's direction, hoping she stayed out of it. "Don't let it bite you! Don't let any wounds touch the froth!" Ululare shouted while he searched for his mental link with Squirrel. As long as they werent too far away he could shout a telepathic warning. Plus, Squirrel had super senses and was ordered to keep an eye on Ululare should anything turn fishy...

There was nothing.

Anger flared in the koala's eyes as he realized Squirrel wasnt near. Perfect time to shit out on someone he guessed.

Fuck.

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]Ululare nodded, "A lot of people think Anxiety isn't an actual illness. I think it is, it's just different for everyone. Some people can control it on their own, learning mediation. Others have to have supplements. thyme and chamomile work really nice for calming people down, but for a long term treatment you should focus on each person individually. Figuring out what's wrong and helping them form their own custom ways of healing." Anxiety was tough, but he could see where it would be a point of interest.

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]Squirrel didn't even think the guy was going to make it, so at first when the feline started moving again... he was relieved. Then the words came, fast and anxious and angry out of the cat barely hanging onto life. Uh oh. Hadn't Squirrel done him a favor? I mean... he had been risking his own neck by taking the time to carry Reiki back here. He couldn't just leave him to die...

What had caused him to become attached to the dying creature, Squirrel didn't know. Maybe he saw his old self in Reiki. Maybe it was something else entirely. Regardless, he really just wanted Reiki to be okay... and Ululare had been the one to make sure Squirrel himsself was okay, so perhaps Ululare could do the same thing for Reiki... He didn't stop to consider the fact that Ululare wasn't the nicest creature on this green earth. His nostrils twitched before he had time to answer Reiki... speak of the devil.

The cute little koala walked up, fur all ruffled, little scratches on his pelt. His blue eyes held the anger of a thousand demons as he descended (yes, a small koala descending on a dragon, it's hard to do... but Ululare did it) on Squirrel. "Where the fuck were you?" He shouted, not even noticing Reiki's presence, "There was a fucking rabid bear attack and you weren't there. The fuck kinda slave are you if you're not there when I call? Now shrink you good for nothing piece of shit."

Squirrel ducked his head, shame flowing through him as he obeyed Ululare, shrinking down to a size smaller than the koala. He deserved this.. he wasn't there when Ululare needed him... he deserved this..

Ululare hopped atop him, slamming him to the ground by his throat. "Where the fuck were you?" He demanded, cutting off Squirrel's air as he did so. The dragon coughed and sputtered, glancing over to where Reiki lay. Ululare's eyes followed, and both realization and confusion dawned on his face, "Him? You were busy bringing scraps back to the clan? You're not the one that captures prisoners, Squirrel, that's me. You're a slave. Nothing more, nothing less."

Ululare looked closely, and it was then he saw the desperation in Squirrels eyes. "No." He said, incredulous, "You want me to save that pathetic piece of fur? what do I look like, the worlds great caretaker of useless piles of shit? I already have you to deal with!" Really? His slave went and dropped this piece of baggage on his doorstep?

He took a great sigh and let up on Squirrel's windpipe. The dragon heaved great, painful breaths, thinking his punishment was over when he felt a sharp, piercing pain in his foot that caused him to yell out. Ululare had torn out his claw and it was left severed from his body on the ground. Dragon claws ran deep, and the nerves were plentiful, so the pain Squirrel felt was immense. He breathed heavily as his silver blood ran freely. I deserved this. He thought with shame.

"You can grow now." The koala ordered, dismissing Squirrel's entire existence as he focused his attention on Reiki. He walked up to the ragged cat and demanded, "Who the fuck are you, shitbag, and why are you here?" He was asking to leave? Well, Ululare wasn't going to let him leave alive.

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]Ululare was seething as he went down to the ground, landing with a small pwiff on the ground. He hadn't been able to contribute much at all, considering he was a fucking useless ass koala bear, but where the fuck was Squirrel at? Piece of shit dragon.

Anger was still coursing through his veins, shown in his actions, his eyes, even his breathing. he closed his eyes for a long moment before taking a breath.

Squirrel would pay for that later.

The koala nodded, reflecting on the battle and how prominent Ashpaw's elemental abilities were, how Jackdaw and Apex and Shotsfired oh-so-cleanly handled the attack. "Nicely done, you four." He said calmly, addressing their wounds, "What's the worst injury out there? I couldn't see in the fight what happened." He paused before looking out, the same idea dawning on him that Ashpaw had thought of, "Someone needs to come with me to scout the territory, the least injured among you. Where one rabid creature is, there are many. They can really only be killed, so we have to do it before our prey is completely destroyed."

He looked to Ashpaw, "I want you to dissect this bear and learn what you can from it. Be sure to not let its blood or fluids touch any open wound on your body. If you're too scared to... then whatever. I'll do it later."

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]Ululare padded up, without Squirrel as he looked at the charred remains of the serval. He didn't feel any sort of emotion towards it. This thing just sort of... happened sometimes. "You know, he died kinda like Serpentine. Except, you know, Serpentine ended up killing a rhino before dying whereas Valentine..." He chuckled and put out a paw as if the scene itself explained it. Valentine did nothing.

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]"That name you have for me seems like more trouble than it's worth." He commented to Abaddon briefly before hearing the other comments.

Ululare laughed at Jackdaw, a harsh, barking sound that seemed too dark and dreadful coming from such a cute koala. "Amour and I are on good terms, while I recall from my post in the tree a very annoying and ear-piercing 'noo apex come back don't leeaaavveee meeee'. And RiverClan? You're scared of RiverClan retaliating? Give me a break." Ululare did his best impression of the heartbroken Jackdaw in his most mocking tone, body shaking with laughter as he finished.

He wiped away phantom years before looking at Valentine with an amused look on his face, "Insult? Eh, well, probably. Yeah." In his mocking of Jackdaw he'd kinda forgotten what he had previously said.

And then there was Shotsfired. Awww did Ululare have an admirer? How sweet. "Don't get ahead of yourself, Shotsfuck, I don't know you well enough to strongly hate you yet. I'm sure it'll happen some day." He winked at the guy before rolling his shoulders and looking at the dead serval, "My body doesn't handle meat well or i'd chow down but is that thing just going to go to waste or something?"

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]"Most flowers are so utterly useless it pains me. What's the point of looking pretty if you taste like shit and have no benefits to the world? Beauty is disgusting." Ululare was same ole same ole as he walked up to join the group. Squirrel was nowhere to be found but that was okay, Ululare was still angry with his dragon and he didn't want to deal with the fool.

He walked up and took a cookie, "But this," He said, waving the delicious treat around, "Is something I always enjoy." With a wink in Jace's direction, he slid his gaze towards Jackdaw, "Nah, he pulled the cookies out of his ass." He answered in a casual tone.

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]"Oh! Good thing we have a medic position that knows how to handle this kind of stuff." Ululare said with a wink at Amour as he padded up. He sent out a telepathic message to his dragon, who wasn't with him at the moment. "Squirrel, get your worthless piece-of-shit ass here right the fuck now." If his dragon wasn't within mind-shot again he was going to kill the bitch.

It was as if Squirrel was keeping an eye from a distance, which was very possible due to the fact he had super senses, because a large dragon could be heard tromping towards the group, stopping beside the koala, shrinking to an appropriate size to fit in the area with the rest of the animals. "Good, glad you decided to show up this time." Ululare remarked with a touch of a snarl in his tone.

He looked at Cataclysm throwing up on the ground, blue eyes twinkling with curiosity. How much could a body handle? How long could it be submerged in water? He made a mental note to test it out later, but not on the renowned, love-and-physically sick Cataclysm. "Squirrel's going to pick you up." Ululare said briefly before nodding his head at Squirrel and pointing to Cataclysm, "He'll carry your sodden ass away from the water where we can put you somewhere warm. His spikes can lay flat, and his scales are smooth." The dragon, though larger than Cataclysm, approached cautiously, using his snout to attempt to nose under the tiger and sling the barely-standing creature over his broad back. He kept his wings flat against his sides. The light blue dragon's scales were rather warm, soaking up the body heat and expelling it to the surroundings. Not as warm as skin and fur, but not as cold as the ground.

Should this work, Ululare would hopefully lead everyone to a small clearing in the territory. "Use your tail to clear a flat spot. don't hit anyone." He directed the dragon with Cataclysm on his back. Squirrel went to gently sweep his tail across the ground until the grass was showing and all of the sharp twigs and debris were gone. Squirrel would then go to lay Cataclysm down as gently as possible.

The koala would look at everyone who had gathered and say, "Okay, he's cold. Symptoms of hypothermia... Best way to cure that? body heat! Now get close and comfy, Amour, you should know precisely how to do that with Cata. As well as many others. THe rest of you, take note! Cuddle up! I can't do much, I'm small as fuck, so I'm going to go get some herbs. Watch out for his mouth, he's probably going to throw up a lot. Good thing is he's conscious, so I don't have to have Squirrel pump his chest."

He began to head off to where he stored his herbs before he looked back, "Come on, dont' be shy. Warmth, guys, warm him up. There's no herb for that."

[center][fancypost= width: 477px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana]They were just... accepting of this? No questions asked about the strange gifts appearing on the border? "What's your name, where are you from, and what's your business other than these..." He took a long, bored look at the presents, "gifts"