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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] dandelionpaw turned to dandelionpaw - or weed princess as stonepaw - and she - liked to call her. the ghost of a smug smile curved her mouth, that she could have this one victory over the leader's cousin. briefly she had wondered whether this relationship between daisy star and weed princess would get her exiled if she so much as looked at her funny. which certainly was what her - and stonepaw's - nickname for her. not so much for weedpaw, though.
    "hello," she greeted the weed princess politely.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] thread w de? i'll make !


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] dandelionpaw didn't like stonepaw, but she didn't like weed princess even more. so when the silver-grey tom was pranked, she stifled a laugh; she had to admit, it was a good prank... unless you were the prankee.
    "g-guys, it wasn't funny," she spoke up from her nest. all that was visible was the tufted tips of her ears. realizing that, the rest of her rose, one paw draped over the edge of the nest as if she stood up for hot-headed nicknamers everyday. "it's - it's gonna be hard for stonepaw to get s-so much egg yolk out of his fur, and i don't think anyone of y-you, especially... her" - her being weed princess - "would a-appreciate the favour b-being returned. stonepaw... are you o-okay?""


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] so this is little dandelionpaw aka de! she's the resident nice girl, and a little sensitive. if you really p*ss her off, she can be a real b*tch, but most of the time she'll be too much of a scaredy-cat to speak up if you hurt her feelings. right now, she's something of an outcast.


    she's open to:
    ✺ interaction
    ✺ frenemies
    ✺ rivals
    ✺ friends
    ✺ good friends
    ✺ romance


    picky about:
    ✺ best friends
    ✺ enemies
    ✺ capture


    she's closed to:
    ✺ litters
    ✺ maim
    ✺ rape
    ✺ kill


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] ooh, de? physical description & personality are in her tags !


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] dandelionpaw shrugged, conflicted between disobeying daisystar by sneaking out of camp and upsetting moonpaw, being so naive to think that everyone was as sensitive as she was. she offered an awkward, almost apologetic smile and straightened up.
    "i-i'd like to hunt," she mustered.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] dandelionpaw didn't mind being assigned to the nursery; the kits may have been rowdy but they weren't as messy as some apprentices or even warriors she could name. however, when weed princess was assigned to the warriors' den, she couldn't help but chuckle softly to herself.
    "have fun," she told weed princess sweetly before setting off to clean the nursery. mind you, she was probably all too glad to complete a task assigned by her illustrious leader.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] dandelionpaw passed weed princess with satisfying ease and was a whisker from passing southpaw when the female passed the both of them. she somehow managed to end up beating weed princess by what was probably a leaf's depth. panting, she blinked at dandelionpaw, hoping despite herself that she wasn't that arrogant as to lie about what they had both just seen.
    "second place," she breathed, the tip of her tail twitching in anticipation for the female's retaliation.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] dandelionpaw was getting confused due to the constant sound of her name; she knew they were talking about weed princess, but this could get very confusing - even more so than it was already.
    "five a-against... what was i-it? two, three, it d-doesn't matter. y-you're outnumbered," she stated, no aggression in her voice; more than anything, there was genuine fear in her voice, fear that daisystar would somehow find out and punish them. "w-well, she was the one who pr-pranked stonep-paw, so, if a-anything, y-you'll be the ones g-getting into tr-trouble." dandelionpaw, the resident tattletale.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] carbon   aww harrierpaw looks adorbs you do, do you?
    Pizui   omg yes weedpaw & stonerpaw who cares if she hates him?
    @cassie ooh defs, will make! de is quite vulnerable, so she needs an overprotective sister :0


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] dandelionpaw was almost perfectly still, crouching on a low branch, her pale fur concealed by a veil of thick foliage; only the very tip of her tail visible to those who were paying excessive attention. it snaked back and forth as she waited for prey.
    she stiffened, seeing a blur of movement, and her body tensed in preparation. as it slowed, she leaped; if she was successful in pinning it down, she would roll over with the unexpected weight of her catch.
    "s-sorry," she gasped out as she saw who her prey was.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] sure, i can do it now !


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] lmao dandelionpaw would totally be a victim, but she could be a bully too. who knows? it might help build up her self-esteem.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] it was one of those rare few moments when the camp was in complete silence. the tranquility was almost intimidating; dandelionpaw felt as if she even spoke, it would be broken. instead, she sat there quietly, watching dead leaves that had languished long ago, the remains of newleaf spiralling in a gentle breeze. a sigh of contentment escaped her muzzle, and she watched as its strange white cloud floating up to join the clouds.
    "i wish it could be like this all the time," she dared to murmur at last, petite head raised to the pale sky.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] the small female had always felt like the polar opposite of her sister. while reckless flamepaw was picking fights, fearful dandelionpaw was avoiding them. they differed in appearance just as much as in personality. flamepaw sported a red tabby pelt, while dandelionpaw's fur was the palest of creams; flamepaw was strong but lean, the power in her build obvious even from a distance, while dandelionpaw was the runt of the litter, delicate and fragile, so breakable.


    yet, from a young age, they had enjoyed the closeness of a sisters' bond. they hadn't been together as often in apprenticeship, and she regretted it, but always musing about it and never taking the initiative to reconnect with her littermate. this was going to change today, however - she was sure of it. now if only she knew just where flamepaw was that moment...


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] harrierpaw
    stonepaw
    flamepaw


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] dandelionpaw almost changed her mind when a smirk crossed moonpaw's face. she didn't know much about facial expressions, but she knew that particular one wasn't good news.
    "w-where should w-we go?" she inquired hesitantly.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] dandelionpaw nodded, relieved that moonpaw hadn't questioned her obvious reluctance to leave the camp. "if it's a-a bird, why would i-it have a n-name?" she would ask, the bemusement she felt on her face.


    //aha my muse


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] dandelionpaw tensed as she heard a masculine voice, and turned, surprised to see stonepaw. the salty hotheaded tom had never struck her as the type to stay back when everyone else was no doubt hunting. "w-what are y-you d-doing here?" she asked nervously, shuffling dainty paws and letting her tail curl around them. the delicate ghost of a smile pulled up her mouth at how gentle he seemed; his demeanour reminded her of blackpaw's. what a cute couple.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 375px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; color: white; line-height; 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px] snobby-wan kenobi i can make & link the thread here !


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