Posts by KARMICPAW

tracking real quick while i get the sub together!!

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]hmm maybe darkclan or sunclan?
what about a red or cream tabby?? IDK
aah true that would be good

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]She was tired, her entire body aching, and she just wanted to sleep. She'd been walking for what felt like hours, wandering aimlessly in search of a home, in search of a family. The young, pointed feline had been alone for too long, though she hadn't realized how tiresome it would be to change her current situation; roaming about in hopes of stumbling across one of those infamous groups was a lot harder than it sounded.

The voices inside of her head didn't help, either.

They were ceaseless, muttering quietly in the back of her mind, a myriad of different tones and pitches. It was difficult to tell them all apart, although she knew for sure that there was more than one. They were getting quite annoying, to say the least, but they were a core part of her. For them to be silenced would feel like a great loss to the lanky femme, despite the agitation they often caused her. It would just be… wrong.

But that didn't mean she wasn't above complaining about it.

"Just shut up already," Karmicpaw muttered through the notebook clenched between her jaws, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. The voices were especially loud at the moment, though she knew they would quiet down soon enough. Their volume often fluctuated, but they never became so loud that she couldn't hear her own thoughts or others around her, luckily enough. Sometimes she wondered what would happen if they did.

The companionless lynx point stopped when a strong scent assaulted her senses. Had she… found a clan? It was about time! Exhaling a sigh of relief, she glanced around, squinting slightly to see through the somewhat clouded lenses placed over her azure visionaries, unable to spot any other creatures. But she knew she had found a clan. She just knew it. And so the youthful feline sat down to wait.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]She looked up when someone arrived. And then two more. So she had been correct in her judgement after all. Honestly, she had been getting worried that she would end up sitting here for hours, looking like a fool, waiting for animals that wouldn't come. But she'd always been a worrier.

At the question, the lynx point lowered her head to place the notebook carefully on the ground, and, still sitting, parted her jaws to reply. "Karmicpaw's my name," she murmured wearily, nodding. Windclan was their group's name, huh? That sounded nice. "Can I join your clan?" A hopeful expression danced across her face as she gazed at the older female. "And… yeah. Just need water. A place to sleep." She felt like she could sleep for a century.

The voices were still buzzing in the back of her mind, and she had to stop herself from snapping at them; she didn't want to make a bad first impression. Luckily, the tiny feline's greeting managed to distract her for the time being, and she turned to him. "Uh… hi," She offered him a half-smile.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]At the sound of a new voice, she looked over, blinking curiously. What a small fox, and so oddly colored. How interesting! Karmicpaw found herself wondering what breed she was. "My… notebook?" The slim female looked down at her possession, studying its grey cover, and nodded. "Yeah, I know," she replied with a shrug. "I've had it for a long time. I like to write things in it, but… I lost my pen." She frowned upon speaking, wondering where it had gone. She'd been without a writing utensil for a while, and she quite missed writing down things she found interesting. Fun facts, jokes, inspirational quotes, and many other things. She thought a lot of things were fascinating. "Oh, and nice to meet you, Zorua."

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Man, these clans were big, weren't they? People just kept on coming to greet her, and though it was nice to know that they actually seemed to care, it made Karmicpaw wonder just how many members Windclan had. Would she be able to handle living among so many others? She'd lived a relatively solitary life for such a long time. "Thanks, I'm Karmicpaw," she introduced herself. "Your name is very pretty."

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]A… mass meet and greet? That sounded kinda scary, to be honest. So many people to introduce herself to! But she figured it would be for the best if she got to know her new clanmates, and this was the quickest way to do so. Knock em all out in one go.

"Um, hi… I'm Karmicpaw," she announced a bit nervously. And she had to state a fact about herself, right? What could she say…? The first thing that came to mind was that she could hear a plethora of voices inside her head. But that would be weird. "I like writing." Yeah, that was good enough.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Karmicpaw had come to the conclusion that Windclan was huge. She'd only just joined today, and yet she'd passed by what seemed like hundreds of people. It seemed as though she'd severely underestimated her new home's amount of members, and honestly, it was a bit overwhelming for the introverted little apprentice.

But she had to get to know them all. It would take a while, but she could do it. Eventually. Figuring that the best place to start was with one of those meet and greet thingies, the lynx point headed back to the camp and looked around, adjusting her glasses in an idle manner. She'd left her notebook in her new cottage, and she admittedly felt a bit… odd without it.

"Meet and greet…!" she called hesitantly, wondering what would happen next.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]may i have the welcome badge, please? :^)

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]HECK YEEAAAH
She looked over when Felix arrived, admittedly a bit startled by his sudden appearance. He definitely seemed nice, she noticed. Honestly, she'd been worried by the prospect of unwelcoming clanmates, though so far it didn't seem as though there were any. Feeling relieved, she offered him a smile of her own. "I'm Karmicpaw. Nice to meet you too." she introduced herself with a flick of her tail. "Yeah, I only just joined. It's really nice; a nice change from living alone for so long."

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Oh, Zorua had greeted her when she'd first joined! Seeing a familiar face was quite a relief, she had to say, and so the slim apprentice gingerly made her way over, notebook in hand. Or, jaw. She really needed to figure out a better way to carry it the damn thing; it wasn't like she could just leave it at home all the time. She was too attached to it. "Hey, we know each other already," she said quietly, offering the other a smile. "But I do have a question… what kind of fox are you?" She'd never seen one with a color scheme such as Zorua's.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]When Felix voiced a reply, she shook her head. "A dragon skeleton?" she echoed. Now that sounded cool. "No, but I definitely will when I get the chance."

The lynx point watched quietly as Angelickit arrived, head tilted a bit to one side. Man, the poor kid seemed more nervous than her! She didn't say anything as she began looking through her index cards, though she did quirk a brow. Not that she could really judge her; she, too, frequently carried her notebook around, though it wasn't for the purpose of remembering what to say…

"Oh," she said helplessly when the breeze stole away the kitten's cards, watching as they danced in the air through wide visionaries. They actually looked kind of pretty… Karmicpaw blinked once, forcing herself back to reality. "Sorry. Um, are you okay? You don't have to be embarrassed."

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]ye lets do this

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- wow those index cards look really pretty
- okay why is this clan so huge

- why is this lady so mEAN
- jfc these voices are getting annoying

- oh crap this guy's onto me

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]here's the thought thread lmao

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Duskpaw, huh? That was a pretty name. "Nice to meet you, too," she replied with a half smile. He seemed quite amiable, she noticed. So far, so good with the lack of mean people. When he proceeded to talk about the dragon skeleton, however, a slightly apprehensive look flashed across her youthful face. "O-oh, wow…" His little tale was beginning to make her rethink her previous statement.

She glanced down at the child again when she spoke up, and shook her head. "That's alright. It's nice to meet you, Angelickit."

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]She nodded when Felix offered his input, exhaling softly. Yep, she was definitely gonna go check it out, if that were the case. For a moment, she was quiet, trying to picture the massive skeleton. In her daze, she didn't notice his temporary departure, and when she caught sight of an ebony form, the fem blinked a few times and watched the older feline curiously. She didn't look too happy…

She was a bit taken aback by Dewclaw's greeting. Well, so much for no mean people. "Karmicpaw… um, I'm sorry?" She didn't really know what to say, other than that.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]he can show off to karmicpaw :3c
she'll think he's super cool and might start following him around since she only just joined and desperately wants a friend

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]The young apprentice wasn't exactly extraordinary; in fact, she was quite average. Lately, however, she had found herself unable to sleep at night. Perhaps it was nerves – she was in a brand new place, after all. But in order to tire herself out, she had taken to wandering at night, exploring the territory and making discoveries that she would be sure to jot down in her notebook as soon as she found a new pen.

Weariness was beginning to set in when she caught an unfamiliar scent. Karmicpaw stiffened, wondering who it could be, but considered ignoring it and heading back to the camp. For all she knew, it could simply be a clanmate that she hadn't met yet. It was definitely a possibility. But at the same time, what if this newcomer meant danger? Taking a breath, she turned around and slipped off in the direction of the stranger, hoping for the best.

"This place is really pretty…" whispered a voice in the back of her mind.

Karmicpaw started. Was she actually hearing one of the voices clearly for the first time? For her entire life, they'd been incoherent, jumbled together. But for just a moment, one had stood out among the others. Strange. But she didn't have time to give it much thought; she had other things to attend to.

She exhaled a sigh of relief upon catching sight of a petite feline, sitting nonchalantly by the border. That had to be good, right? "Name and business, please," It felt odd, reciting the same words that had been spoken to her upon joining. But it was necessary.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]yes omg it'll be so cute!!
could you, please? i'm about to turn in for the night. ^^

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]At her disparaging retort, the slim apprentice furrowed her brow. Her heart was pounding, dark brown face hot with embarrassment. This treatment was certainly the opposite of what she had been used to; everyone she'd met before Dewclaw was so welcoming and eager to make her feel at home. But this lady? She made Karmicpaw feel quite small.

But it wasn't as though she could just up and leave, not after one measly insult. Sure, her words stung like hell, but it wouldn't prevent her from enjoying her new life, one she'd worked so hard to achieve. No, she wouldn't allow it. "I'm… not a coward," she told the affronted warrior quietly. She sounded hesitant, though, as if she didn't truly believe it.

Castlekit's arrival came as quite the relief, and slowly she turned to face him. His upbeat attitude made her feel a bit better, though not by much. She could still feel Dewclaw's harsh gaze burning into her, making her a bit reluctant to speak, though it would only be polite to reply. "Hi, I'm Karmicpaw. I really like purple."she informed him. She'd always felt a strange attachment to that color. "[color=#D535D9]Yeah, sure.[color=white]" The female smiled weakly. Her voice, as usual, was slightly monotone.

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