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  • all my love is for you ]] o, mass sparring

    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px;]Padding over, the healer would be on standby. She wasn't totally unfamiliar with battle, privately training should she face others. However, she was only here in the case of accidental injury.

  • ooc [&] hunger games simulator

    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px;]yes
    give me your characters
    and let them compete in the hunger games huehuehue
    and i'll fill in missing spots with npcs xD


    characters:
    paledust yo
    larky-poo my sweet birb child
    twilight
    blackcloud
    breeze
    horizon
    jay
    seawater
    summer
    namjoon
    thinice
    olympia

  • weekly task, open !! tear in my heart

    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px;]Padding over, Paledust would look warily upon the scene. The rare time she had seen something like this has been when some daring humans tried climbing the mountain, and the rare few that camped in the mountains during the summers if it got warm enough. Anything human-related usually made her weary, and the campsite did nothing short.


    Dancing anxiously on her paws, the Star Teller would circle the camp from a distance, her expression wide and displaying of her great unease. She didn't like this in any way, shape, or form. It felt so wrong, so unnatural to her. E female had to bite down on her tongue to keep from emitting a keening noise of anxiety and coarse nerves.

  • [☼] TOES ooc plot & chat thread

    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px;]i kEEP WANTING TO PUT STAR HEALER INSTEAD OF STAR TELLER GODDAMMIT
    also im alive
    ye
    pale officially has a fear of all human-related things

  • NOW YOU KNOW ☼ open && injury

    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px;]Looking up from resting in the sun, the Star Teller would follow Summer and the other children, watching them play. She scowled when Summer tripped, standing up and padding over after Breeze, gazing curiously at her niece's ankle, which didn't appear to be sitting right. "Careful, Breeze, she appears hurt," the Star Teller would say gently, already assuming it was sprained and deciding that if her assumption was correct, she would get the Arnica and Turmeric.

  • 'cause you tried as hard as hell ]] p, paledust

    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px;]Watching him think, the Star Teller would diligently wait for what he had to say, having been raised to be polite in any situation. When he did speak, she herself listed off what she had to do today. She had given the day off for her two apprentices, and a helper would be nice.. Although, Breeze was the Many Claw.. However, he must have some free time if he offered his assistance, right? "Could you accompany for a small herb trip?"


    totally didnt temporarily forget this

  • [☼] TOES ooc plot & chat thread

    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px;]aaaaaaa sorry i've been so inactive everybody !!
    i should be trying to get relatively back into the groove?? but i may still be patchy ;-;

  • ★ — HORIZON'S SHOP [open]

    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px;]Exiting the den and looking over, Paledust would curiously eye the wares. Her wandering gaze caught on some of the herbs, interest sparkling within the blue. She poked a few, observing their conditions carefully with trained blue eyes. Looking up at her nephew, she gave an impish grin and said slyly, "Is there a discount for your favorite aunt~?" She was obviously joking, but wouldn't mind one nonetheless.

  • like wolves without teeth [&] open, introduction

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=9]Doelight had always been the quiet sort. Soft-spoken in her opinions and original words, rarely outspoken. It simply wasn't to be found in her nature, especially under the circumstances. Her light amber eyes were often half-lidded and relaxed, and when in conversation always politely trained on who she was talking to. She was raised in such a way, to be polite and respectful, and her personality gifted the molly with her overwhelming sweetness and politeness.


    Her shortcomings were most profound in her fighting, so she was a deep-rooted pacifist. However, that was nearly cancelled out with her possible temper, one that would roil beneath her pelt until she was like a volcano, waiting for the perfect time and trigger to blow. Those were the most evident at least. Otherwise it was her proneness to be nervous, anxious, and negative. Otherwise, she was rather pleasant to be around, as she liked to believe was true.


    In the moment, the light, dusty brown she-cat flicked her fluffy bobbed tail as she dropped a measly vole in the prey pile, taking to scouring it by poking gently with her nose before deciding against taking something to eat. She wasn't very hungry either, so she figured that was a positive. Padding away from the pile, Doelight paused before looking around the camp, a gentle smile on her maw and her light amber eyes bright and observant.

  • plot with doelight !!

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    [size=9]doelight is a sweet, precious and pure child who i've decided needs to be protected at all costs. she's generally very polite and softspoken, kind and sweet. however, if provoked enough she does have quite a temper, and she's unafraid to give a verbal lashing to those who oppose her. but this is rare, and otherwise she's neutral and calm, someone who's easy to talk to ( and trust, for that matter ). but she does have bad anxiety and her nerves are strung taught, usually leading her to be a nervous wreck in the most minor of situations. she's open to anything but death, injury, litters, etc.

  • like wolves without teeth [&] open, introduction

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    [size=9]The molly looked over, a small smile on her maw to be polite to whoever was speaking to her. Doelight looked at Nightcrow curiously at his inquiry to her, before noting the vole he had in his mouth. It was scrawny and small, like much of the prey in the fresh-kill pile nowadays. For someone as large as Nightcrow, who was drastically larger than her, she doubted there would be much for them both to eat.


    "My apologies for any disappointment, but I'm afraid that vole may not be the big enough for the both of us, and besides, I ate before I went on patrol. Thank you for the offer, though," Doelight responded, hoping she didn't offend him in declining his offer. She tried to think of some way she could go against such thoughts, desperate to make sure she didn't leave on bad terms with Nightcrow.


    Figuring a conversation was the best way to go in this situation, she sorted through what she could use to trigger one. "So how has your day been so far, Nightcrow? Feel free to share whatever you like, I don't mean to pry," the she-cat prompted, trying to start a conversation. It was a weak conversation starter if you asked her, but it was the best she could come up with on the spot.

  • like wolves without teeth [&] open, introduction

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    [size=9]Doelight looked toward the approaching Audenine when he spoke his greeting, and despite having seen the medicine cat around, she nearly ducked her head. She had never really spoken to Audenine besides the occasional offer to help or brief greeting around camp. The warrior usually took enough care not to hurt herself and remain healthy, so that was another thing keeping the two from interacting on a regular basis.


    Not to mention that as much as she'd like to deny it, Doelight was intimidated by him. But what could she say? If Nightcrow had been big compared to her, Audenine was a giant. Not to mention he came from BloodClan, which she didn't necessarily care for, but the fact that he hadn't been raised as a medicine cat and knew the fighting techniques of BloodClan made her sure to be careful not to get on his bad side, or any other side other than the good one.


    She shifted just the slightest away from him, unintentionally, without thinking. Some internal instinct that told her not to mess with him. Perhaps some of it was out of conscious decision as well. The lithe female smiled, trying to be polite and not at all seem as shaky and nervous as she truly was. "Hello, Audenine. How are you today?" she inquired, doing her best to look nice and welcoming to the tom. To say the least, it was difficult.