Posts by Daisyfang

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]full name: daisyfang
⋆ nicknames: daisy or eve
⋆ pet names: big momma

alliance: cloverclan
position: deputy
former positions: senior warrior, sharpclaw
former bodies: eveningsky

actual age: two years
spiritual age: two years
birthday: 5/30/16
zodiac: taurus
gender: female

body build: medium
face shape: attractive, circular
eye color: strikingly green
hair type: short
predominant features: long tail & big doe eyes
other features: white and grey pelt

key personality traits: snarky, sarcastic, outgoing, & flirty

orientation: straight
⋆ turn ons: country accents, brown tabbies, and green eyes
⋆ turn offs: awkwardness, quiet-types, whiny-types
religion: starclan (though not particularly strong)

likes: sun-basking, ordering others around, and talking
dislikes: whiny kits, relationships, lying
hobbies: gardening, exercising, and making teas
skills: gardening, mother skills, leadership skills
shortcomings: bossy, unresponsive, and forgetful

favorite color: green
least favorite color: black
usual mood: snarky
how they would spend a rainy day: dozing
usual body posture: stoic or flirty
sense of humor: very strong and bleak
greatest joy in life: her clanmates
most at ease when: surrounded by her clanmates
most ill at ease when: alone
enraged when: someone tries to tell her what to do
soft spot: her kittens
is this soft spot obvious to others? nope
greatest strength: her level-head and quick thinking
do they hide their true opinions/emotions from others? very much so

optimist or pessimist? pessimist
introvert or extrovert? extrovert
daredevil or cautious? daredevil
logical or emotional? logical
disorderly or neat? neat
prefers working or relaxing? working
confident or unsure of themself? confident

self-love: 4/10
self-care: 4/10
memory: 3/10
courage: 8/10
confidence: 5/10
greed: 3/10
patience: 4/10
creativity: 5/10
education: 7/10
empathy: 3/10
loyalty: 8/10
forgiveness: 3/10
sociability: 7/10
emotional attachment: 9/10
physical attachment: 9/10
stamina: 6/10
physical strength: 7/10
combat skill: 7/10
leadership: 9/10
teamwork: 8/10
anger level: 9/10

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]/ listen to this while reading

Eveningsky was dead. The smell of blood and fear hung in the air, stagnant. It hung in the air under that beautiful purple sky, it hung above the dead body of the young deputy. His mouth twisted into a beautiful smile of death, blue eyes glazed. A bullet wound right between those pretty blues. "That's what you get for straying too close to the chickens, big boy."

The pretty molly standing over him had green eyes. Beautiful olive green, so vibrant and unwavering. She had a mixed, almost stoic expression over the dead feline. Eveningsky's soul struggled to gain control over hers. Two minds wrestled for a little while and Daisyfang was blank as a sheet. His memories, her personality. It clicked for both of them and the white and grey female sucked in a breath.

"Alright, so now what? That was a little uncalled for, you know? Just hoping into my body like that, Eveningsky."

"I didn't have any control over where my soul ended up, I don't think. I've never had this happen before." He reached. Daisyfang flicked an ear. "We have to go back to CloverClan, though." The girl thought for a moment, opening her mouth and then nodding. "Yeah, suppose so. Hey, I'm a Deputy of a clan! Woo, get to boss people 'round huh? No, just kidding, but you stay quiet pipsqueak. Trust me and I'll take care of everything." She was being honest, she wasn't gonna screw this guys life up. No. A knew feeling of responsibility weighed on her shoulders and she accepted that.

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Daisyfang smiled, unflinching. She was a little too smart to be scared of the black CloverClanner. He was all bark and no bite, from what she could understand from Eveningsky's memories. "Ah, Beetlestar. Nice to see you again. Well, it'd be pretty hard to kill your deputy considering, I am... him." She purred, even going so far to wink at the large leader.

Eveningsky's sole cringed inwardly, earning an even deeper smirk from Daisyfang. "Or maybe not. Either way, big boy, your little buddy is up here now." The female pointed to her temple, flicking her tail. "Honestly, I don't know how it happened. 'Wittle Eve don't knows either."

The grey and white female tilted her head. "You can call me Daisyfang, by the way."

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Daisyfang gave a grunt and shouldered past. The body of Eveningsky hung limp, blood pooling around his cheek. "Farmers. He got too close to the chickens I presume, and the humans don't like that. Nu-uh." She frowned and gave a deep sigh.

"Look," She mewed, turning back to her clanmates. "I don't want your Deputy inside my head, trust me, but he's here and his emotions and thoughts influence mine. I'm not a complete bitch, I know when to step up and take care of a mess. Even if I didn't create it." The white she-cat's eyes landed on her son and they softened slightly. "I know its gonna be hard getting used too, but your daddy is still up here, okay kid?"

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]"Woah, hold on here." Came the sharp mew of Daisyfang. Her green eyes were appraising, carefully pulling the new joiner apart and inspecting her. "Where did you say you were from?" She inquired, raising her tail slightly.

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Can you edit Eveningsky's for me please? :^)

Daisyfang - sarcastic silver-striped molly with bright green eyes

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]A rough sigh slipped from Avanta's throat. An aching sound from deep within the calico female, almost like a whine. Her blue eyes sat, sparked with the curious trek for honesty - and honestly the warrior had little idea of what her sister was talking about.

Family was important to Avanta, but family didn't start where blood relations did. The cats around her were clanmates, nothing more and nothing less. A deep longing in her heart was like a tug towards her siblings, however, and she recognized that with a sharp glance at all those around her.

A game? That was an odd thing to call it, though she felt like it fit. A game where the siblings were chasing each other's tails. She had nothing in common with these cats, or so that's what she believed. A deep frown set upon her maw. "I don't want to get into any of your trouble." She chortled gently, the frown still evident and eyes narrowed.

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Ah okeedokee! Thanks <3

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Daisyfang's eyes softened and she tilted her head. "Alright, kid. Welcome to CloverClan."

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[color=lightgreen]Kit Name: Stormkit
Apprentice Name: Stormpaw
Warrior Name: Stormflower
Gender: Female
Age: Five years
Current Rank: Warrior
Desired Rank: Deputy
Personality:
She's very calm, tactical and serious, as well as being blunt and sometimes rude. Stormflower is surprisingly motherly and protective, especially of kits.
History:
She was born and raised in NettleClan but suffered from abuse as a kit. She was bullied by her parents and siblings so she vowed to become the strongest warrior the clan had ever seen.
Crush: N/a
Mate: N/a
Kits: N/a
Kin: N/a

Screen Name: Gingerflower
Nickname: Ginger
Activity: 6/10
Plot Ideas?: Nup lol <3
Other: Nope
Password: Bronze

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]that summer sun like paw steps in the grass[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px][hr][glow=black,2,300][color=black][font=georgia][size=26pt]GORSEFLOWER[hr][/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]that winter air that's cold and lasts[/fancypost]

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[size=6pt]★ trek

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Daisyfang tried desperately to remain calm, her eyes fixed on Beetlestar. "What makes you think he wanted to be sucked into my head? Huh? Are you so high and mighty you know the will of StarClan? Come on! This guys life sucked! You really think he'd try his best to get back down here?"

"You don't trust me, I get it. I wouldn't trust me either, but you can trust your Deputy. He's a good guy." She sighed, shaking her head. "He is still up there and we split this brain about fifty fifty I'd say. Give us a trial run, just see how it works. If you don't like me, chase me outta here, but I'm trying to do the right thing."

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Avanta's eyes narrowed and she moved around a bit, an uncomfortable look on her face. "I don't recall..." She trailed off, flicking an ear. Siblings, huh? The molly was a bit sentimental, so she obviously felt a little compassion for the otherwise strangers, she couldn't help it.

"That's a cruel game to play. Withholding information like that, huh sis?" She whispered, looking at her paws.

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Daisyfang's head rose, her eyes steady with Oliver's. "His name is Eveningsky, he was born in a rouge encampment a couple days walk from here. He arrived in CloverClan about the time when Sparrowstar was captured. He has an unlucky deal with mates and his first mate died of a dog attack. He's depressed."

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Could you do daisy? She's a silver tabby with green eyes ;w;

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Avanta was hunting, and when the tall girl hunted - she tuned out all the noises around her and focused on the little shuffling of paws in the tall grass. Just so happened that she also heard big shuffling.

Peering over into a particularly thick mess of weeds, the girl smiled. "Oh," She gasped and slid down into the pit, looking the little pup over. The sun shone high and a yellow light glimmered off the corgi pup's pelt. "He little pup, what are you doing way out here?" The girl cooed, sniffing.

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Tracking this!! <3
Could someone give me a little rundown about Avanta's history lol

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Avanta sat, eyes placid and her expression friendly. It was about sun-high and beginning to get hot, but she would save the act of swimming for later. "Uh, would anyone like to do a meet and greet? We can all go to the river afterwards!"

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]The sun was at its highest point in the sky when Newpaw reached the boarder. The bright lioness had a nervous look about her and her normally busy greeny-grey eyes were sullen. The flowers around her neck rustled as she sat down and she replaced the fear-fueled frown on her face with a sunny smile.

There was a thought in the back of her mind that her family would resent her for running away at such a young age. Unlike her siblings, she had simply vanished, tired of the slow life of her clan and her parent's rules. She regretted that decision gravely, now, and really just wanted to get home.

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Tracking. Your graphics are wonderful, Werden. :^)