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✠ -- BUT IT'S SO CLEAR NOW THAT I'M, UNCHAINED[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] If anyone offered a cookie she would probably throw it on the ground and stomp on it. Cookies, especially chocolate made her want to vomit and she didn't know why. As the raptor walked by close the female paused just a moment before she then flicked her rose gold colored eyes away from the group. Ugh, she hated trying to be all buddy buddy with everyone. Even so she turned and made her way over to the scene stopping before the group and looking over them. But this time she decided to remain silent. Sh*t was stupid anyway.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] [b]"Yeah, but they can rip off other sh*t and it will hurt just as bad." The raptor spoke and her tone was very much disgusted. The raptor walked over and she shook her head sharply. All of these damn changes didn't make much sense to her and she parted her jaws before allowing a ill pleased hiss to leave her throat. It was starting to annoy the hell out of her but she guessed she would endure for now.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 1px;]GAEL VILLAGE — HISTORIAN — [abbr=5 months | mountain lion | former slave | shy | blind and deaf on left side | clawless | no family | Aphenphosmphobia (phobia of touch) | smol | no kill, maim, pm to capture]HOVER FOR TAGS[/abbr] — ATTACK IN [color=gold]GOLD[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]The child walked over and he swallowed a bit hard. Oh, this sounded bad. Well the meeting at the beginning of the meeting sounded terrible considering the capture of one of these own. Should he go? He almost whimpered at the thought considering he could hardly fight. The next was about clan relations. Which was good. They had allies and soon the male nodded his head.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] Ahh, that would be interesting since it is hard to be friends with Battalion. Who makes?

And sure awkwardness away!! Who makes?

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] The female wasn't stupid enough to indulge in the destructive nature of drugs and alcohol. Of course she had a drink every once in a while but she didn't go crazy and end up flat on her ass. Haha, she had an image to uphold and if they laughed at her then she would most likely beat the sh*t out of them. Walking past the scene the raptor paused to just stop and stare at Trash. Now this was some dumbsh*t she would bring up later if he wanted have a f*cking go at her. The female laughed and she laughed hard before she walked over and lifted up one of her arms to rub it against her head a bit. [b]"F*cking dumbass. Stop attacking that damn door or your f*cking teeth will fall out."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] Someone just blinking into existence near her was something she didn't f*cking like at all. Her body turned and she lifted her snout in a snarl before baring her teeth. Her claws flexed and she wanted to reach over and throttle Cain for that sh*t. But she controlled herself and stepped back. [b]"Damn it. A warning next time would be f*cking great you know."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] She wasn't a fan of tattoos. She wasn't a fan of body modifications of any sort. Though she was a fan of scars and if she got them fighting then f*ck yeah. She would wear them with pride and never worry about if it was going to kill her or something. The raptor was already half annoyed as she came across yet another crowd that was gawking at some dude. She snorted heatedly as she came to stand near Zombie and her tail swayed a little to the side before she rolled her eyes. What was so amazing about this guy? Probably noting and she didn't feeling like f*cking finding out of there was something amazing about him. [b]"Hey, f*cking welcome to the Rift. Name's Battalion."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] Okay, i'll make!

and lets just do all three of those! I'll make that one as well!

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] She was rather good at avoiding the eyes of the other Rifters. She didn't really count herself as one of them just yet. But she lived here and mocked them sometimes, and even ate their food if it was what she deemed good enough. The raptor was doing well around the camp when she decided to take herself outside of the walls of the fortress. Her large legs propelled her out at a light job and she veered to the right once outside. The sparse trees made it easy for her to reach a high speed of running and she was heading toward the beach. At the moment she was craving fish and once at the shore she came to a grinding halt before staring at the salt water. Her maw parted as he eyed the crystal blue surface, able to see below it and the fish that swam around her. Perhaps she could catch a bit one. Suddenly her jaws snapped down, water splattering up around her face but as she came up her jaws were empty. [b]"Dammit, I f*cking missed."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] Damn, that was a lot of sh*t to listen too and she didn't feel like paying attention to half of it. The raptor zoned out almost immediately and she looked away. Though she did hear it because it was being shouted out at a meeting. The rank changes and branches almost made her brain hurt but she took it all in and just nodded her head once. Her eyes closed and she breathed out wanting to just f*cking leave already when more stuff got thrown out there. Stuff about...promotions and the like. Of course she heard her name in there amongst the rabble but she merely shrugged her shoulders a bit. [b]"F*cking thanks." The reptile spoke before he shifted her gaze over to look at the rest of the group.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] Her nostrils picked up the distinct smell of poison and it led her to the group. Her eyes roamed over the creatures who were already there and she just barely caught the sentence that left Zombie's mouth. A snake sh*t itself after the guy stepped on it and killed it. Alright then. Made sense to her and she actually found it to be a bit amusing honestly. [b]"F*cking stop worrying about the damn snake. Your paw looks like it is going to f*cking fall off at this rate. Sit your ass down." The raptor spoke sharply as she paced a bit since she never liked to stop walking.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] Eh, she didn't know the child and she really didn't care who were her parents either. The raptor made her way over and she casually lifted up her arm to scratch at her snout. Yawning a bit loudly the female looked down at the chick before she snorted and turned her head away. She hated meeting new people but that was just her way of life. [b]"Name's Battalion. No sh*tty nicknames."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] The raptor stormed up and she came to a grinding halt as she dug her large claws into the ground. Her nostrils flared a bit before she looked down at the male and then snorted a bit. Damn, was this what it was like to have a rank. This was f*cking work. Ugh. Shifting a bit the female narrowed her rose gold eyes before deciding to speak. [b]"What the hell do you want?"

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 1px;]GAEL VILLAGE — HISTORIAN — [abbr=5 months | mountain lion | former slave | shy | blind and deaf on left side | clawless | no family | Aphenphosmphobia (phobia of touch) | smol | no kill, maim, pm to capture]HOVER FOR TAGS[/abbr] — ATTACK IN GOLD[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]Oh, another new face. He could, he could greet them and everything would be alright. The young mountain lion scurried over, keeping his head down low as he sat down. His eyes shifted once to the paws of the new comer and then up to his chest before he just quickly looked back down. He shuffled a little before he decided to speak up. [color=gold]"Welcome...to the Village. I'm Quickcub. Um...you wish to have a tour?"

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 1px;]GAEL VILLAGE — HISTORIAN — [abbr=5 months | mountain lion | former slave | shy | blind and deaf on left side | clawless | no family | Aphenphosmphobia (phobia of touch) | smol | no kill, maim, pm to capture]HOVER FOR TAGS[/abbr] — ATTACK IN GOLD[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]What had happened? The little cub had never seen a Master be beaten up before so when he came across the scene he almost started to panick. He walked back and forth, pacing like he was about to freak out when he paused and turned to look toward Powder. Maybe they could help him right? The male slowly walked closer to the other and he looked at Master Kaiju before swallowing thickly. [color=gold]"I..I can help if you need it. Will he be alright, Master Powederpaw?"

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 1px;]GAEL VILLAGE — HISTORIAN — [abbr=5 months | mountain lion | former slave | shy | blind and deaf on left side | clawless | no family | Aphenphosmphobia (phobia of touch) | smol | no kill, maim, pm to capture]HOVER FOR TAGS[/abbr] — ATTACK IN [color=gold]GOLD[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]The child was getting used to..being able to do things. Having more freedom but he only did it if someone told him too. He just..couldn't shake the fact that he needed orders. But then again it was never easy to shake a mentality that was beaten so forcibly into his mind and caused everlasting defects on his body. He doesn't even remember when he could actually see out of both eyes or ear clearly. But today the child had decided to adventure beyond the autumn forest or rather see what else the territory had in it. He felt this was okay and so he stared to make the climb up the mountain. Once or twice he would stop to collect small stones that he saw were rather pretty, putting them in a small drawstring bag that he wore around his throat. He took his time to actually look at nature and enjoy it. Most of his life he spent being locked in stone chambers or scrubbing the floors after his Masters and Mistresses. So this was a rare treat to be able to see.

It didn't take long for his one working ear to pick up a rumbling sound. At first he scared the young male as he climbed up higher and higher but as he came to the top of the mountain he saw an amazing sight. It was a waterfall. His eyes widened and he sucked in a soft breath of amazement and he couldn't stop himself from getting closer and closer to the edge. The slope was slippery with water though the child paid no mind to it. He was just awestruck at the whole scene and how fast the water was racing. Then his paws started to slip. His body leaned forward too far and he scrambled to stop himself. There was nothing to stop him from going over the edge. On reflex his paws flexed as if to unsheathe claws but none came out, he had them when he was born but his Master's cruelty saw fit that he didn't deserve them and they were stripped from his paws. He tried to hold on to the rock but he tumbled forward, body sliding to the and he yelled.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] The raptor didn't even know the guy who had died. So as she approached the scene her rose gold eyes just looked at the body. He was...someone important to Blues it seemed and so she knew when to be quiet about a situation. She was not completely heartless of course. The female start to pace back and forth letting out soft and almost trilling noises that couldn't be mistaken for anything other than sadness. Her claws gorged holes into the ground but she felt no need to say anything.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;] Eww dad, just stop having f*cking babies. The raptor slowly made her way over and she tilted her head a bit. It was starting to become a strange annoyance to the female. That and she didn't consider any of these other...creatures as her siblings. Not one really. She was alright with Trash and that other chick but the rest could go f*ck off. Shifting just a bit the raptor narrowed her eyes before looking at Finnish. [b]"Work is never f*cking done. Right Finnish."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#330000;]A make up gift. No. The raptor knew what it was like to have someone suddenly want to 'make up'. The large reptile made her way over and she curled her muzzle to look at the mice, barely a mouth full. Not something she felt keen to eat. The the peculiar smell coming from them intrigued her slightly. She wasn't sinking her teeth in them but she wanted to see what dumbass would. [b]"Yeah, nice damn gifts. I hope someone is hungry. "