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  • SEASON OF FEELIN’ | Open, Joiner

    i will make you proud

         i will make you have faith in me

    His hopes were indeed dashed as a familiar face suddenly stepped out from the shadows: Breakout. The masked criminal he’d met a little bit ago who had basically made him question his whole life. Destrian blinked as the other cheerfully strode over, taking a protective stance over Sargas. So he didn’t trust him? Des didn’t trust Breakout, so they were even there. Even though he’d basically poured his heart out to the guy that one afternoon, Breakout was still a criminal. Still mean. Seemed joining the Cartel might only bring him more pain after all.


    “Hey,” Destrian greeted, cringing when Breakout asked him if he was ready to become a criminal. He wasn’t here to be a criminal, just to get his mind away from things. He flinched a little at ‘try not to die’ bit hid it as a cough into his shoulder. “Um, thanks I guess. I’ll do my best not to.”






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  • IT'S QUIET UPTOWN — open

    i will make you proud

         i will make you have faith in me

    Destrian had figured out what had happened, but for the most part had stayed silent on the matter. He wasn’t a psychologist, but recognized that Chica needed time to grieve. She was doing so now. It amazed him just how strong his mother was; even through situations like this she held herself up, strong and capable of handling the next day and the next and the next. How could he be more like her? His life felt like it was breaking but by bit and he felt like he would break as well. And yet Chica stood there after burying her own children, still upright on her own four paws. Destrian couldn’t even imagine what she had to be feeling.


    He padded up on the other side of the female, brushing his shoulder to her leg in a similar fashion to Threefold. He stared down at the grave with sad blue eyes, imagining what the lives could have been. His half-siblings, stolen away. Destrian glanced briefly up at Chica, then down again. He didn’t know whether to speak or stay quiet.






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  • TIME REALLY FLIES — meeting

    i will make you proud

         i will make you have faith in me

    Destrian made his way over as well, carrying Ruger on his back. His paw was wrapped from the glass incident a few days ago, but otherwise he was alright. The feline took a seat below his mother, peering over at her with cool blue eyes. He wasn’t sure what to expect from this meeting.






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  • BEFORE YOU GO GO | P

    i will make you proud

         i will make you have faith in me

    Destrian wasn't really sure what he was doing out here near the border. He'd let Ruger loose to explore and the darned raccoon had simply taken off to who-knows-where. Destrian had waited for him to come back, but finally decided that the guy was lost. Or playing hide-and-seek. Or just didn't want to come back. Whatever it was, Des was going to have to find him. His blue eyes roved over the trees and surrounding area as he walked just along the border. He hummed a little song as he went, wondering what the raccoon could have gotten into. A twig snapping nearby caught his attention, grey ears flying up to listen. Was someone out there? That had been too big of a sound to be Ruger. "Hello?" Des called, slowly padding forwards.


    Whisp M.S.S.P.F.N






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  • if love was a crime | open, thunderlands leader

    i will make you proud

         i will make you have faith in me

    Merging Clans? Destrian had no idea what to say to that. Sure he was a high rank and, other than Flora, one of the few that could still say so, he was no leader. He didn’t make decisions like this because he hated being responsible. Someone else needed to decide this, not some little geeky scientist. Flora was staying quiet, though, so Destrian flattened his ears and spoke up slowly. “I’m no leader, but that sounds fair,” He said, “Allies help each other out, right? So maybe in this time of need we should, I don’t know, band together like he said? We can still hold pride in who we are and maybe return back to normal later, um, I guess...” He trailer off, almost shaking with uncertainty. Oh, why did this kind of thing fall on his slim shoulders?






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  • DOCTOR DOCTOR PLEASE LISTEN ;; meeting

    i will make you proud

         i will make you have faith in me

    Destrian nodded as Flora began her meeting/take over, glad someone was taking charge. He knew he was not the person to do so, and was happy to leave it up to someone else. “Understood. Good luck, Flora.” She’d need it.






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  • TIME REALLY FLIES — meeting

    i will make you proud

         i will make you have faith in me

    Destrian nodded along as his mom spoke, happy to hear things were moving fairly well both in and out of the clan. He was glad to be back. “Sounds great,” He responded, smiling gently up at Chica.






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  • threads with ?? this girl??

    I love all of these ideas


    Maybe the bonfire thread where Chica is telling crap stories about like the Sanctuary in the past and Des just goes with it like ‘yeah she’s right that totally happened’

  • DO THIS, DO THAT // open, weekly tasks + prompts

    i will make you proud

         i will make you have faith in me

    Ever since his hesitant joining a few days ago, Destrian hadn’t done much around the Cartel. The typically masked faces and the thug-like personalities of everyone were a bit unsettling. Still, he came here to work, and work he would. The feline padded over to the lady handing out tasks. “I’ll take one, uh, please.”






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  • DOCTOR DOCTOR PLEASE LISTEN ;; meeting

    i will make you proud

         i will make you have faith in me

    “I’d love to help but I think I’ll be skipping town in a few days. I, uh, recently joined the Cartel and I think being here and there might cause some conflict,” He told Flora, ears flat. He hated to abandon her and his longtime home. “I’m sorry to leave, but since I’m not a high rank anymore I don’t really have any responsibilities here. Thanks for trying to bring Riverside back though. I’m positive you can do it.” Des stood to his paws, Ruger chittering nearby.


    //I’m taking him to the Cartel to revamp my muse, so maybe he’ll be back :) Sorry to leave y’all here but I wouldn’t be much help anyways




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