Posts by Colorfullies N.

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    The small fawn stood at the border, her baby blue eyes wide as she gently called out in her soft, sing song voice. "Hello?" she said, "Is anyone there?" she was only two months old, and with her pink hued pelt and baby blue eyes, she definitely stood out. She scuffed one hoof against the ground as she shifted her weight, clearly unsure about making the decision to join.

    The small pink hued fawn stood at the border, her baby blue eyes wide as she gently called out in her soft, sing song voice. "Hello?" she said, "Is anyone there?" she was only two months old, and with her odd colored pelt and baby blue eyes, she definitely stood out. She scuffed one hoof against the ground as she shifted her weight, clearly unsure about making the decision to join.

    "I'd like to join," she said, ears twitching as she peered at the canine. She didn't judge people by their appearances, and since she did not know his personality yet, only curiosity shone in those pretty blue eyes of hers. "my name's bubble wrap by the way, but I go by bubbles,"

    "I'm fine on food and water... and I came from the loner lands. I got lonely by myself, so I decided to join," Bubbles explained, flashing a small and shy little smile in their direction. Oh, it was so great to have people around her. Her mother had vanished when she was smaller, so she had very few memories of being able to talk to other people.

    The fawn blinked at them for a moment, before replying. "My name's Bubblewrap, and I wanted to join.... oh, and you can call me bubbles for short," The fawn's sweet voice was as delicate and pretty as the small child herself, and those baby blue optics scanned each person that showed up.

    The wolf stood at the border, smiling brightly as the ends of her crimson scarf trailed in the wind. Zero blinked slowly, her crimson and gold heterochromatic gaze glimmering in the light. The pup's name was colorfulpup, though she preferred to go by the nickname Zero. After all, she was a nobody, and she felt nothing but emptiness inside, despite her cheerful demeanor and wagging tail. The brown furred pup waited for someone to show up.

    "It's nice to meet you dan. And windclan is very nice," the fawn admitted, her ears flicking slightly. Her baby blue gaze landed on boypaw and the pink fawn flashed a shy smile. "I'm Bubblewrap, but you can call me bubbles for short," she introduced, her voice melody like in a sweet, soft way.

    She flashed solar her usual smile that streatched from ear to ear. "Colorfulkit Zero Nightshade at your service!" she giggled at her little pun. "But you can keep calling me zero, I prefer it that way." the wolf wagged her tail happily, though inside she felt like crying. She didn't know why she felt like crying. it was just how her depression effected her.

    The rather odd looking child sat at the border, a grin on her face. Her white fur was littered with splotches and markings of deep pinks and blues, with a few patches of dark violets in between. The most notable were her facial markings, which resembled those of a harlequin doll. Thus how little Quinn here had gotten her name. The yandere child wanted to see her father, so she'd came all this way.... he'd better remember her, else she'd be really angry.

    The odd looking, pink blue and purple patterned white feline stood at the border, dark eyes narrowed as she smirked to herself. the harlequin resembling domestic feline sat down at the border. She'd heard her father had once lived here... well, one of them anyways. It was confusing to have two dads. With her baseball bat in paw, spike and gold bracelets on her forelegs, and the smooth gold collar she wore, she was quite the sight. Quinn wondered if these guys were really all that psychotic. Obviously no one could be more yandere than she could, but she had to wonder still. The girl waited impatiently, tail flicking slowly.

    "Harlequinpaw, joining" she said simply, before blowing a bubble from her gum and popping it loudly. Ah, so they feared he already? Hm, maybe she was in the wrong place then. "This is the exiles right?" she questioned, raising an eyebrow at how nervous they seemed about her baseball bat. It was only the size of a medium length dog, so why so serious? She swallowed her gum, head tilting as she sized them all up.

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    Quinn gave a smirk. "Nice to meet you three... and you should call me Quinn by the way. " said the yandere, her dark brown optics flicking to Aile. Master of warfare... what a nice thought she thought, purring to herself as she flashed a childish grin. "So, what's where and who's there," she rhymed, and though it sounded nonsensical, it was actually two questions, who's answers could easily be solved by a tour and meet and greet.


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    "Harlequinpaw, Quinn for short. And I'm here to join... oh, and have you seen my dad around?" she said, popping a bubble of gum loudly. At this point it was brought to attention her accessories, a and of solid gold wrapped around her neck in the form of a collar, and black bracelets with gold spikes on them. Not to mention the baseball bat leaned up against a nearby rock. She was very unique, so to say.


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    "lets go wreck some lives!" the perky feline called out, grabbing her baseball bat and bounding over. Quinn was all to excited to bash some skulls in, now wasn't she? The odd, pink blue and h=purple pattered white feline smirked, her dark eyes narrowed.


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    "can I have a go to?" the apprentice cheerily called out, a smirk on her blue, pink, and purple marked face. The white felines oddly colored markings made her stand out, but if you needed another reason to stare, she was holding a baseball bat, chewing bubble gum, and wearing some eccentric accessories.


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