Posts by Studentpaw

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    "So are you..." ah he recalled so many times when they tried to get a member back from the Exiles. Back in ScarVlan that was. But the one time the Eciles had tried... Oh it was so pleasing as they asked nicely and they had slammed the door, metaphorically, in their faces. The blue-gray tabby took a seat. No way she would recognize him though. He knew her well though.
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    El... He had never used the nickname but he froze. "Do you mean Eliot?" his voice changed. Of course he had only gotten one side of the story. "Ah, you mean the psychotic little bith that I once loved? Ah no. That's not what happened..." he shook his head. Third point in the stupid cats gory. Giy probably didn't care, but that was okay. "Its called little man disappears for a week and I think him dead. So I'm super upset and I try to get over it. So I made a mistake and after I do that little fucker decides to show up..." his voice is flat and his eyes go blank. He wanted nothing to do with this. "So if we can hurry the fuck up, as I'm fully moved on..." he sighed. "Cant believe the fucker is sucking you on me. What's he paying you?" he honestly would not care that they were dating or whatever the hell. Him and Eliot never had dated so e hadn't done anything wrong. "So do whatcha want... I have things to do and places to be." he didn't seem to be scared or happy about his. Just resigned. The sooner this was over the sooner he could be done with the mess and then the sooner he would be on his way with new romance and without a sociopath.
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    Dalton...? I just wanna see~
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    "Hm... I haven't met you before though. I'm assuming you're in ScarClan because he doesn't seem to know a lot outside of it." he hummed idly. "Well if that's all I should be going..." he backed up slightly. The guy was too far. There was no saving him. Dal just hoped that he would come to his senses before it was too late. Of course he only got one side of the story. That was the one that the direwolf would keep. He wasn't going to start recalling all the stupid shit that made him so angry every time he did. No. He was moving on. "But I like how something that never concerned you in the first place somehow gives you the right to beat the shit out of me? That is assuming that's what you want to do. It's hard to tell." this was boring and a waste of time. E wasn't scared of the guy. He had gotten worse from tiny people. Now if this guy was gonna stand with his claw in his face... "Now if you could get your stinky-ass foot out of my face that would be so greatly appreciated."
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    This would be his third. The tabby cat took a seat and wrapped his tail around his paws. "Hey! I'm Dalton and I'm pretty new around here, so... Meet and greet?" he questioned to those around him. This would be interesting niw wouldn't it?
    /mobile
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    He smiled. To be honest he liked the guy. Dalton shrugged. "Yeah... That would depend on which of us you're talking about here. Also I'm not sure if I like that nickname or not..." he sighed.


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    He rarely was in the body. He probably wouldn't remember any time he was in it as well. Why? Because any time in being on this body he wasn't looking in a mirror and instead attacking someone who wasn't an ally. Oh fuck, the guy was lunging. Being in a smaller body was preferred in this situation. He was way faster and managed to duck to the side, as he wasn't going to let somebody bite his face. "I'm not Eliot, Don't eat me. He might get jealous and scream." he muttered before darting to the side of the wolf and aiming to strike an unsheathed paw down it. if he could just get out of here. This bored him.
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    "I don't think anybody is going to want to come with you on a raid against DarkClan..." he muttered with a bored look. "I mean really? Raiding an ally? We need those you know."
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    Dalton needs to vent, so maybe that?
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    "I'll help with that..." he muttered angrilly. He was assuming the Exiles man e had such a score to settle with them. It made him sick. /mobile
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    The cat was just sitting in the rain. He liked the rain. Smiling , he looked over at Chemicaldaze. "It could be worse..." he noted softly.
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    "Hey yeah! Nice to meet you guys!" he smiled happily. The people here seemed pretty nice actually. Oakmire wasn't all that bad either. Not compared to some he used to know. Dalton shook his head.
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    Dally slightly likes him? Idk, thread?
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    Dalton? He's pretty bitter right now thanks to a relationship that ended hella badly and so he's mad af.
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    E had his shit together now. The blue tabby wouldn't be recognizable. Not a single ScarClanner had seen this body, so he was planning to keep it that way. A quick twist and he was in that regular serval body. Nodding, he took a seat. Who would even know this one? Zombie, Calliope, and Caf maybe. He didn't know. "Hey guys, it's Dalton. Here to visit a few friends." he didn't know the guy who had 'attacked him' if that was what he was attempting to do, lived here although he wouldn't be surprised. Suicidesquad wouldn't know this body either actually. Just that tiger one. Asshole. In any case, he would sit and wait. He was a lot happier off in ShadowClan.
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    "Buttercuppaw? Hey! I'm Dalton, nice to meet you. What's up?" he asked as he made his way over. Aw, she was adorable. The blue tabby took a seat to listen for her answer. Looked like she had gift baskets though.
    /mobile sorry
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    "Hey Faustus! Nice to meet you, Henri!" he smiled. This was nice. Turning to Caf he shrugged. "I've been pretty good! I moved to ShadowClan and it's pretty nice! I had a small scuffle with some asshole who seemed to know... Certain people here and had one side of a story and thought they had the right to take t out on me, but it wasn't and fun as I thought it would." he smiled. Ah yes. Jitters. He remembered that. "It doesn't fit as much anymore, but that's alright." he sniffed. Damn. He had a stuffy nose. "Havent been in this one in forever..." he noted, turning back to Faustus. Ah yes. cedar did the same thing. Gone one day and everything changes.


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    He didn't know the guy, but the scent of the Exiles angered him. "Okay, who wants to go kick ass?" he asks, his Amber eyes darkening. This was so frustrating! They thought they had complete free reign. Shaking his head, the cat would wait to see if anyone would want to go.
    /noted!
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    Yeah, that sounds great! Who Makes?
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    Could you? I'm behind in my personal writing and I'm trying to catch up with that rn
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