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FISH: hello ragnorak
FISH: what is pres2k16

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; padding: 5px;]A symphony of croaking frogs and chirping crickets played the murky swamp water stage which a black smoke furred kitten sat on the shore of. Dim bulbs of flickering lightning bugs floated in the layers of thick white fog which effectively blocked out most of the sky daylong. As the days rapidly shed away for summer months weather grew increasingly muggy around the flat water. Fish absently played with a previously captured frog by pinning down its legs while he awaited Dopsy's arrival. [i]Dopsy's late arrival. He sighed and flopped over onto his side, allowing the single amphibian prisoner to flee the scene. Any longer and he might just start the big frog hunt without his new friend!

[b]"Doooopsssyyy, you're taking foreeeverrrrr!" Drawled Fishkit. Ten minutes late was basically ten hours late in the mind of a bored child. This was absolutely unacceptable!

//kind of a lame start but here we go

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finished: https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2353836.new#new

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; padding: 5px;]Fish was unable to return home to PhantomClan, thus had no problem with arriving on time albeit unwillingly. Mentally dragging himself along and trying not to think about his own room at home got him through the day so far. Now all he had to do was wriggle out of the secluded spot in which he rested each subzero night and make the journey toward wherever the Hell the mean old cult leader and his brainless minions were holding this meeting. Facing the strangers of StellarClan proved to be pretty darn useless since he had no idea what to look around for, and so the shivering child would look around for someone to follow. [i]Ah, that guy looks like he might be going out to the cold field!

On frozen toes he bounded through powerful gusts of wind which battled against the light weight of his body. Bill was pretty hard to keep up with; Fish ended up arriving several minutes after said Captain. A tune which he heard coming from the king of PhantomClan's room once upon a time looped through his head on repeat as the kidnapped kitten tried his very best to avoid making eye contact with the scary leader and his eager followers. He knew what was supposed to come out of his mouth, but remained quiet regardless.

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FISH: i want sushi now. what is a president?
FISH: i'll still vote for him even though idk what that is

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; padding: 5px;][b]FISH: it could be many things, but mainly three and suhi
FISH: so why do i never see three with sushi then? is he hiding it from everyone?
FISH: c'mon three share ur sushi

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; padding: 5px;]A bored kitten almost walked straight past the small gathering, but decided against it once his sights fell on Virtues. After letting out a sigh he approached, looking rather annoyed as far as annoyed faces went for him. [b]"Dopsy, please! That is my friend Daisy. He'll try to say I'm lying but that's just because he's embarrassed by his name," huffed Fish while rolling his mischievous green eyes. He moved on from standing next to his ghostly pal to wrapping an arm around "Daisy".

He aimed to pull the other kitten in close to him and looked back at Dopsy. "How could you not recognise him? He joined like two weeks ago!" The kid was dying of boredom, and this would have to be the cure. Absolute fuckery.

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FISH: i'm telling bakshi
[i]FISH has left.

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oh yes, fish will bring on the sass even though mika might low key scare him at first. once he deems him as cool they can go out for frogs sometime since the last time he went hunting for something alone in the forest with an older dude he was kidnapped- anyone over 8 months counts as a suspicious old person until proven otherwise (^:

who makes?

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; padding: 5px;]A headache refused to ease up on Fishkit's head, so instead of trying to convince Bakshi to let him participate he headed straight for Xeryus and flopped down next to him. [b]"Hi Xeryus," greeted the kitten while absently watching Kris. His head lowered to the ground which had been cooled down by shade. [i]Kris looks tough. He would totally bet on her in a fight if he knew what gambling was.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; padding: 5px;][i][b]There's a walker inside the asylum!! That is what Fishkit heard distantly from a few floors down, ears functioning rather well thanks to how quiet everyone was being lately. Are they playing tag? While he could go for a game of hiding from and chasing fellow clan mates - especially the king himself - it seemed as though Hollowpaw was well into a heated game if he was telling other players to protect themselves. They even had cool code words! With a small shrug he accepted his fate of not getting into what appeared to be a fun game in full swing and moved along with his life.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; padding: 5px;]Feeling the brief slip of a paw against his shoulder came as a surprise to Fishkit. Dopsy was a ghost- how had he felt her touch? [i]Probably just a fluke. After shaking any off feelings from latching onto his brain he beamed back up at the other child. [b]"Haha! There you are, I thought this might be a solo mission for a second there." A light tease to fill the three second long interlude which he took to roll over onto his stomach and stand up. A croaking little friend hopped right past his dark grey nose, to which Fish responded by darting after it.

He suddenly came to a stop which ultimately led to the target's masterful escape. "Can ghosts catch frogs?" The thought had not come up until now. By inviting Dopsy to tag along on one of his treasured evening "hunts" he could have very well just asked her to watch him run around like a fool for an hour or so. Company's company I guess. While eagerly awaiting her response he continued on with pouncing at silly bug-eyed amphibians on the sticky water's shore.

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Searching for something to do on a day where there was unfortunately nothing to do proved to be a daunting task for even the most active of minds in the field of creativity. Fishkit had hit a particularly hefty roadblock which led into aimless wandering through quiet basement rooms in search of any forgotten weapons which might be hiding away in dusty old nooks of the yesteryear(s). Maybe he would run into a familiar face, like Threepaw or Xeryus? A slight shiver ran halfway down his spine- finding Three in the basement would most likely turn into a corpse-carving observation. [i]But he has that cool bird Nor! An axe handle nearly flew under his slow acting radar in favour of remaining distracted by distant thoughts, but unnoticed it would not go.

The basement dwelling child pounced at the wooden handle which stuck out from behind a wall; not the smartest move. [b]"Oh no you don't, little weapon! Hollowpaw needs..." His eyes trailed downward to match his new find "-you." Well damn, not a single extra weapon wanted to come out for the good of PhantomClan it seemed. Tough crowd.

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Niall : click!

lulu : sounds great! who makes? yum, the ways of sifting through squishy guts (^;

trackin

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; padding: 5px;]Fishkit quietly inched toward Bakshi in a track post, determined to sneak up on him.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; padding: 5px;][b]FISH: ʘ‿ʘ i
FISH: ʘ‿ʘ couldnt fnd
FISH: ʘ‿ʘ bakshi
FISH: being an only child is hard sometimes. i have to do all of the parent bugging

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I try to stay away from Vine because wading through a bit of trash is too much work, but there a few Viners who I like to watch regularly anyway ^^;

also, fish sassing when he is probably about to die:

FISHBONE wrote:

Well shit I tried. Ears flattened against his skull, he winced at the rough scruff grab and lamely tried to squirm his way out of it. The trick always worked on parents whenever they tried to carry him around like an object but it would seem as though a tiger's grip was greater than that of a domestic cat's. Fishkit's tail thrashed as the sergeant dragged him away from that brief moment of relief he had neglected to savor. Out of salt fueled spite he would say in a mocking tone "ooh look at me I'm a dumb old sergeant and all I'm good for is dragging kids around! Vader will be sooo proud of me for overpowering a child!" He proceed to roll his eyes. "You must feel real tough there, dumb ass." While he technically only had a few days left as a kitten, he would play out the child card as often as possible for sass reasons. This is so fucking stupid. The First Order is stupid. Out came the colourful words learned from the bright vocabulary of his father.