Posts by Frightfur Seraphim M. !

*:･ﾟ✦ Archaickit was now an apprentice. She couldn’t remember when she became 6 months old in her original body, probably a really long time ago. Yet, she’d never followed the part-naming theme since she’d always been Frightfur no matter what. The fluffy, slightly chubby feline made her way over to get a good look at Archie. She didn’t look any different than she had yesterday but apparently today she turned 6 months and got to be a full-time trainee.

”Ah, congrats, Archaicpaw!” she said with a wave of a paw,”This mean your going to start training in…something?” She was vague about her question because she wasn’t even sure what Archie wanted to do.

*:･ﾟ✦ ”Howdy there, stranger,” drawled a feminine western accent as a fluffy and perfectly pale main coon babe walked along the Riftian border to greet the creamy turkish angora. A few band aids of crazy colours littered her body but they were nothing to the scars this stranger had on his face. They didn’t look entirely recent but, who knew?

”What’s up?” Frighfur asked Jericho with a small lift of one of her blue dyed eyebrows. He seemed to be waiting for something, so she sure as hell hoped she’d suffice.

*:･ﾟ✦ Frightfur caught Imaginedragon’s cry, only to be brought over on swift legs as fast as she could carry herself. She threw herself forward to skid to a halt beside Archie. ”Yer serious?” her voice was confused and it gradually became for decisive,”Then we’ve got to help. Is anyone missing?” She didn’t like to think of what would become of anybody lost in a flood, especially for a non-swimmer like herself. The Empire was an ally to the Rift and her other home of Colour Command and it was bad news to hear they’d been hurt by a disaster. She hadn’t been aware Imagine stayed there part of her time but that wasn’t really the main point right now.

*:･ﾟ✦ /a bit late sorry

Frightfur blinked for a moment at the pretty caracal with even more fantastic blue wings approached her. ”Wow…I’m just here to say that I’ll be being y’alls ambassador for now on. On behalf of the Rift, of course,” she clarified since she was partially aware that she must also smelled like Colour Command.

Thea, she’d seen briefly before, and she smiled at the fiery Sunclanner,”Thanks, I always thought my name was lousy since I gave it to myself,” she muttered before she added,”Oh yeah, since the Rift and Sunclan are rather new allies, what do y’all think about an event? Something simple and asy…like a sandcastle building contest?” She was thinking over her suggestion when Witheredreaper showed up and she purred and looked to him, showing her teeth in a rather human-like smile (but then she was formerly human so…). ”Dad? Yer a Sunclanner? I’d never have guessed…”[/b] Before hanging around in the Rift, he’d have frowned about any association with Sunclan but now he was more familiar with the people who lived there.

*:･ﾟ✦ /still retro to main coon body so still a serval w/ bionic legs

Frightfur huffed bitterly as he smacked into the hellhound. Then, in moments, Deathstroke’s forepaws were reaching for him and threatening to trample him under them. He didn’t have time to move and nor did he feel like it, choosing to not teleport away and instead snap forward in an attempt to catch the toes of one paw in his mouth and bite down. It wasn’t enough thought and he was thrown against the ground, squirming, as the weight of the assassin bore down on him.

Fright grunted and cursed with colorful language at his attacker. ”Gah! Yuri, Zenith…? A little help here,” he roared bad-temperedly to his fellow Commandites. He hated to need help from anybody but he wanted to keep fighting and he was in no position to free himself and he didn’t want to waste any more energy on teleporting or possessing another body if he could avoid it.

Yuri Muzikant   zenith m.s.  

*:･ﾟ✦ Frightfur winced as Clover almost hit her, awkwardly smiling to her afterward. It seemed they’d be exploring the castle as their first destination. She glanced to Clover when she mentioned that she, of all things, swim to the other small island. ”Well, be careful if yer swimming, Clover,” she sniffed, not mentioning that her worry stemmed from the fact she could not swim herself, ”I’m going, don’t worry. I’ll change forms to…well that bird looks suitable.”

With that said, Frightfur suddenly fell over and her maine coon body seemed to have gone into a slumber. In reality, she’d just used her possession body to possess a little songbird that had been flying above them. Now as a small bird, Frighty flew down to attempt to land on Clover’s shoulder. ”It’s me, Fright. I’m this bird. I’ll fly over with Yuri and keep a watch on you in the water, Clover,” the spirit chirped.

*:･ﾟ✦ Frightfur smirked as she looked between Witheredreaper and Sugarpop, happy to have them join her. ”It’s an easy game. The goal is to make the person who is ‘it’ smile or laugh or to not smile or laugh when you are ‘it,’ got it?” she explained casually,”You start by saying, ‘honey, I love you, if you love me, smile’ to someone playing and they have to respond, ‘honey, I love but I just can’t smile’ without smiling or laughing.”

Fright glanced to the current participants,”Make sense? Or should I explain again?”

*:･ﾟ✦ Frightfur watched the girl’s reaction to when Yuri approached. She seemed…tense or something. She couldn’t place it really which was odd because she was usually pretty good at that sort of thing. You know, placing and sensing emotions. Aile was her name so that was a start. She didn’t appear to be a woman of words but she also stated she’d be joining.

With a glance at Yuri as to silently pray he didn’t bother her too much, Fright shrugged. ”Very well, Aile. Welcome to the band. Where’dya come from before if ya don’t mind me asking?” she drawled, wanting to know the answer regardless if she minded or not despite what she’d said.

*:･ﾟ✦ Frightfur noted the new title system remarks and all of it. The news of the Renegades made him frown slightly. Maybe they really weren’t so tame after all, huh? ”Congrats to Builderbear and Colotik, yeah!” he called out.

*:･ﾟ✦ ”Consider it done then! I’ll invite them both,” she said with a happy hum. Of course, she’d been there in the Rift but she just helped influence things, the Admiral rank made all the decisions but they had been getting a lot of new alliances lately.

//psst should the event hold off until the Empire/Overgrowth’s territory and change gets out to all the groups?

*:･ﾟ✦ It was true neutrals was an uncommon stance for Colour Command to hold. It was true anti so most places were by default rather than personal enemies. Fright sat back and hummed as Yuri spoke. ”Yes, what are yer plans?” she asked briskly.

With leadership changes it was always a constant switching of things, sometimes things even changed entirely for some reason or another. The fact that the new Wind Haven leader was speaking to them now on the Colour Command border was surprising enough. Usually, the former pro-group had not informed them of anything or spoke to them at all on any matter and instead just accepted that they were marked as enemies without questioning it.

*:･ﾟ✦ Fright smiled to Aurum as he liked the sand castle building idea. She glanced to Thea at the question of who should hold the little event. A thoughtful look cam over her and Greymatters confirmed it when she approached. ”Ah, howdy, Greymatters. That’s understandable,” she said with a dainty wave of a paw in regards to the dragon-cat’s old dual-alliance, Many people came and go there so it wasn’t a big deal.

”Okay, Sunclan can hold the contest and invite the Rift over when it is all set-up! One of you guys can host it,” she said unsure as she really had no authority to delegate who would do what when it came to Sunclan and Sunclanners. She was sure they’d figure it out themselves. Fright liked to say that she had this sandcastle contest in the bag already since the Rift lived on the beach, but she hadn’t spent much time at all playing in the sand.

*:･ﾟ✦ The fire was hot. Hotter than satan’s asshole and unevenly cooked food in a microwave combined. Everything smelled like anger…and sweet, sweet marshmallows guts. Frightfur sat on a dirty log, pissed for no reason and staring at the flames.

Why was she pissed? Who knows? Maybe she was salty at whoever set up this friendly campfire get together but wait wasn’t that her who decided that? All Commandites had been called out late one night for a bonding campfire moment. ”How is this bonding! What even is bonding?” she asked lowly, picking up a big marshmallow from the bag set out and throwing it into the fire.

///rip bc it not really an AU since it’s just the feral character buuut

*:･ﾟ✦ ”Oh look, somebody dropped some candy by the border. Guess I’ll just have to take it, be a shame to leave it ‘ere,”[/b] the maine coon that approached first spoke suspiciously like she was going to claim this gift she knew was not hers, as hers. Besides, she didn’t see anyone defending it. Fright huffed and glanced over the basket again, spotting the note. Mr stud jacket man…? That probably should and would never be used to describe her but, thinking it through, Fright didn’t know who it truly could be referring to.

”HEY RIFTERS! Is there a Mr. stud jacket man around? If not, this candy is mine, got it?” she called, just in case.

*:･ﾟ✦ She noticed Archie shrink from her sharp gaze and shrugged. She didn’t mean to be intimidating but sometimes it couldn’t be helped. However, the newly named Archaicpaw answered her question. So, she would be training. ”Well ya don’t have to be scared about it,” Fright said with a half-amused, half-worried look to the girl.

There were quite a few Rifters who were willing to teach in lots of things like battle and healing and art, too, maybe. She could probably fit in somewhere. Though, Frightfur thought she was doing just fine as she was but maybe could learn to fight more (of course Fright also thought everyone should be able to defend themselves in battle, no matter what).