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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; letter-spacing: -1px; font-size: 20pt; margin-top: -8px][font=georgia]THE HUBRIS OF THE SUN[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; letter-spacing: 0px; font-size: 10pt; margin-top: -11px][align=center][sup]rose / warrior of hawkclan / [abbr=tags]other tags[/fancypost]

  • ABSTAIN FROM MIRRORS — open, joining

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]HawkClan. This was it, yeah? The sequoia forest was all she knew to come to, the rest left a mystery. Something drew her here— a force ineffable— so she went with her gut in venturing here. Rose didn't knew where else to go, anyway.


    As her tri-colored legs swiftly carried into the forest about the border, she was hit with sudden tunnel vision. Her sight narrowed, her knees buckled some, and she came to an abrupt stop by force. This was where she was supposed to wait, then. Lately, visions and flushes of the sort have stricken her down. The calico hadn't yet figured the cause of them, but she knew whatever force sent her here was the same one plaguing her, too. For the sake of catching a breath and ceasing the wave, Rose leaned herself up against a tree.


    "Agh, hello?" Certainly a fatigued young lady didn't pose much of a threat to the naked eye, no?

  • ABSTAIN FROM MIRRORS — open, joining

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]Right-o. What was usually an easy task— breathing, standing, that sort of thing— was becoming suddenly very difficult. Continuing to slump against the worn trunk of the tree, she slid down to where she was pretty much laying atop an exposed root. Pressing herself into the tree, her attention was drawn to the quiet monotone echo all about her. It was a whispered formality, perhaps even quieter what with her state. Heaving a few breathes before craning her neck (and regaining composure), the young calico weakly smiled, "Roseau. Joining." She wasted no energy on extraneous words.


    Slowly but surely, her health was resolving. What an odd turn of events this had been. But as strength slithered through her limbs, a shiver, too, crawled into her system. Not again, she internally pleaded. But instead of another wave, she felt magnetized to a new energy, similarly to the energy she felt in coming here. So there was another thing she was being drawn to, now? In a sense, it helped her recover from her phase, so she didn't complain.


    A new voice, more concerned than the last, inquired repetitive questions. They probably didn't hear the first femme speak. Rose made her way back to her paws only to swivel and face the newcomer. Hmm... she merely stared at the lion, "Blackjack." Great social skills, Rose.


    This was interesting. He seemed familiar, and a nonexistent voice inside her head was telling her to.. well, she didn't know what it was saying. There were no words in the message circuiting through her head, but she knew that the tom had something about him she'd have to explore. Another day. For now, she needed to focus on staying stable.


    They probably thought she bee lined here, sprinting all around the roots and racing herself in child's play. She'd stick to that idea, maybe even claim she was chased. That was a better explanation to the fatigue than trying to explain the truth.

  • THE ELITE HIGH POSITION TRYOUTS [most available]

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    [size=36pt][color=white]— roseau

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    [b]NAME. Roseau
    - [i]FORMER NAMES.
    - NICKNAMES. Rose
    GENDER. Female
    SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Unidentified
    AGE. 2 years
    BIRTHDAY. October 3rd 2014
    CREATION DATE. July 6th 2016
    ALLEGIANCE. The Elite
    RANK (desired). Oracle/Deputy
    - FORMER RANKS. None
    JOIN DATE. July 6th 2016
    APPEARANCE. A skinny calico (equally black, white, and orange) with teal eyes and short hair. Has a few scars along her body from her childhood.
    - FACE CLAIM. Undecided
    - CHARACTER PARALLEL Dory (Finding Nemo)


    PERSONALITY TRAITS.
    • Forgetful
    • Sensitive
    • Romantic
    • Sympathetic
    • Gullible
    • Altruistic
    • Blunt


    FAMILY & RELATIONS.
    - PARENTS. unknown
    - SIBLINGS. Thirteenthfriday (estranged)
    - KNOWN GRANDPARENTS. unknown
    - AUNTS & UNCLES. unknown
    - COUSINS. unknown


    - RELATIONS. click
    - DIRECT RELATIONS. unknown


    - MATE. none
    - ROMANTIC INTERESTS. none
    - PAST ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS. none
    - OFFSPRING. none


    - FRIENDS. none
    - ENEMIES. none
    - RIVALS. none


    MISC.
    - MBTI TYPE.
    - ASTROLOGICAL SIGN. Libra
    - HOGWARTS HOUSE. Hufflepuff
    - DIVERGENT FACTION. Abnegation
    - POKÉMON TYPE. Fairy
    - POKÉMON PARALLEL. Togepi
    - FAVORITE SEASON. Spring
    - FAVORITE COLOR. Rose/Lavender


    PLAYLIST.
    - song by artist
    -
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    USERNAME. icarus
    DISPLAY. Almond.
    ACTIVITY. 9/10


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    Filling this out currently

  • THE ELITE CHAT & PLOT / OOC

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]I bought this design from Deertrot (aka all my designs and avvies) and I've been waiting to use her!! So glad the lil sweetheart could come here.


    Is there an RP thread up yet?

  • ALL MY FRIENDS ARE HEATHENS — open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align:justify; width:375px;]She joined a month ago and had yet to show her face much around camp. For fear of not fitting in, perhaps, but that was an easy excuse to say. Rose made little attempt to converse and socialize with those members of HawkClan more known and active. However, she knew it was time to branch out and put more work in. She was naturally an extrovert so why was this so hard? Oh, right; her short term memory loss. How could she forget about that when it was all that she ever knew! Roseau had fear deeply rooted in the fact that any friend she would make, she could potentially forget. It made relationships, the idea of love, anything along those lines very difficult to her. As internally bubbly as she was, the calico found it tedious to get anywhere remotely close to someone.


    Stepping out into the middle of camp with a sharp inhale of immediate regret, she toyed with her tongue for a few moments before actually speaking, "Hello?" She kept echoing the word in her head over and over so that she would remember.

  • OOC note

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align:justify; width:375px;]Noted!! I'm sad I didn't get to RP with you here Zen :`(

  • LIKE A BROKEN LEG — open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align:justify; width:375px;]Things were really dead around here! Well, maybe they weren't, but how would she know? Her short term memory was both a blessing and curse sometimes, often the latter more so. As she dawdled about camp, she found herself lost in the mess of identical trees and houses. The only recognizable milestone was the palace, so she went with her gut and traveled toward it.


    Similarly to before, she merely wandered about the massive structure with aimless cause. She just hoped someone was around that she could meet up with and talk.

  • Me Before You — Boot camp masterpost

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align:justify; width:375px;]Um, um.. who were their allies again? LakeClan? BrookClan? Or was it RiverClan? That had to be one of them surely, it just sounded right to her. Padding up to the avian with a few cautious blinks, she spoke as the first to arrive, "I.. can visit some allies, yeah! Um.. RiverClan? Want me to go to some more?" She offered this in hopes of being directed to a few more mostly because she couldn't think of anymore on her own. She was slacking pretty hard on the whole memory thing today.

  • Girls Talk Boys — Sending out gift baskets + alliance reshuffle

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align:justify; width:375px;]StarClan above, if only she could navigate her way to any of the groups without getting lost! She'd find a way of course, for the sake of the mission or whatever. Padding on over with a quick glance to those who had already spoken and chosen, she had to think about which ones were left that hadn't been said. Very quickly she confused herself and so Rose spoke, tripping over her words, "River— wait no, someone said that. I think? Yeah, someone did. Um.. I'll go to the snowflake place. StormClan? No, that's not our ally. The other one," She looked down as if the formula to the answer was on her paws. She was wasting precious time in thought all the while forgetting the mess of a conversation she had just started, "BlizzardClan! That one."

  • LIKE A BROKEN LEG — open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align:justify; width:375px;]Beautiful! Did she hear that right? That was the first time in her life that she had been called.. wait, what did he call her? She was already forgetting, having over-thought it too much. Underneath her tri-colored fur, she blushed a soft crimson, turning away for a moment to collect her scrambled thoughts before returning his gaze, "Who, me?" It was an easy response, considering she was only half-aware of what was going on.


    Roseau wasn't the best at socializing, mostly because it was hard for her to hold a conversation without forgetting what the other person was saying. As they said it. But she heard him loud and clear, asking her name, so she didn't wait too long to respond to the second half of his dialogue, "Roseau. You can call me Rose, if you'd like." She smiled sweetly at the toothy canine as she sat down in the extravagant palace. Why was she even here?


    Oh, did he say his name? She couldn't remember. Rose needed practice on conversations clearly. Blinking her soft teal eyes a few times, she calico tilted her head to the side with whiskers twitching, "I don't think I caught your name.. if you said it already, I'm sorry. I'm not good at remembering things."

  • AROUND MY COLLAR BONE — m+g, open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align:justify; width:375px;]Of all the things in the world that could stress her out, she made the conscious decision to pursue one of her dainty top-ten picks. Voluntarily. A meet and greet, where she had to retain names and faces in a short period of time, was a poor decision for this fresh fresh. While she had the hopes that her memory would prevail and that she wouldn't make a fool of herself, she also knew far too well that it was just wishful thinking.


    The skinny calico trekked across the island camp with a few nervous sways of her head, looking to and fro for any straggling members of the clan. This was her first major appearance in the bustling hub of RiverClan, and she was choosing to have a meet and greet. While this didn't seem like a problem, it was; wholly, entirely, and irrevocably. It was too late now.


    "Um.. hello?" The gentle female called out, her honey-sweet voice seemingly the only sound around. Her inquiry cut through the whitenoise of the busy day, hopefully drawing some lazy souls to her.

  • PARLEZ VOUS — open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align:justify; width:375px;]Roseau was truly anything but shy. It wasn't her nature to be so reserved and in the shadows, but coming to a new clan in her condition? Things weren't exactly easy. Admitting her impediment, at least this early on, seemed like an excuse. The young calico wanted to at least try and give socialization a try before throwing in the towel. A single fish dangled from her jaws (as an inexperienced fisher) and she tossed it with the rest of the steaming-hot fresh-kill. Summer probably made all this food go bad more quickly, she observed. She poked around for something older but viable, snatching it in her gaunt cheeks and moving to somewhere she could eat and stay cool. Roseau could use some small group action to ease into the flow of things around here, but very few RiverClanners seemed to be moving about.

  • THE NEW RIVERCLAN CHATTING/PLOTTING THREAD!!

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align:justify; width:375px;]i need to get some plots working for rose
    shes basically a lot like dory from finding nemo
    short term memory and loving but a bit less extroverted and stuff!!! anyone wanna plot or anything? :`3c


    and hello yes thank u for the welcomes!!