Posts by Pastelevening A.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] Pastelcub, only a few minutes into the world, was quite content here beside her mother and siblings. The newly born tiger pushed herself closer to her mother, making little squeaks as she did so. She fluffed up all of her fur and made a very loud squeak as she felt a stranger approach the family. Who were they? She would fight them off herself if she had to! Pastel squirmed around, making little squeaks at the stranger. "Go away!" She wished she could say, but alas, the tiger cub was too young to even open her eyes.

After about a minute of squeaking at whoever was there, she settled down and returned to her original spot. Pastel let out a small yawn before attempting to lean against one of her siblings. Pastelcub was very content in her new world.[size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] The fluffy tiger made a small grunt as her mother licked her and pushed her closer. She wasn't doing anything wrong, why did her mother have to push her closer! Pastelcub huffed before nursing. I guess I can't explore yet, maybe later... She thought. Kind of. Pastel couldn't exactly coherent sentences, but if she could that's what she'd think. [size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] It had been four long months since Pastelcub had been born, and while they may have seemed small to some, it felt like forever to the little tiger cub. But that makes sense, her being so young and all.

Over those four months Pastel had reached many achievements, the first one was opening her eyes. Followed by that, she began to walk, play, and she had gotten much larger in size. She liked to believe she was the largest cub Colouredclan had. Which, whether or not that is true is up to the imagination. But nonetheless, she had grown.

Now marked the fourth month of her being alive, and she wanted to do something big for it. Pastel, up until now, had never gone outside. Of course, she had seen it from the comfort of the nursery window, but never had she actually experienced what it was like outside of the nursery. Pastelcub wanted to save the day she went outside for when she was older, and she felt like today would work like no other. She was finally four months of age, and getting quite large for the nursery. So today would be the day.

The air was crisp and cool as it blew throughout the camp. The day was still new and bright and the sun shone clearly over the horizon. The sky was a creamy blue, with little dots of clouds floating by. Bird song filled the air along with the chatter of assorted Colouredclanners. It was a fine day.
Pastelcub took a breath of air and stared at the door. "This is exciting," She breathed before grabbing the handle with her tiger paws and pulling the door open. Her milky yellow eyes widened with excitement as she felt the breeze in her fur instantly.

She trotted outside the den with ease, taking in the world around her. Everything was so beautiful! Pastel looked around with a dorky grin on her face. This time was long overdue. I could have been out here by moon five! She scolded herself, but not dwelling on it for too long. Pastelcub was mesmerized by the scenery, the many different Colouredclanners - basically everything. "This place is so pretty!" Pasty exclaimed, her eyes bright with joy.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] Pastelcub was enjoying life outside, with the air so nice and territory so pretty. What was not to love? That was besides the point, though.
The Siberian tiger was eating a small vole that was brought back from a hunting patrol and enjoying every bite when she heard her sister call for a meet and greet. What a good idea! Pasty thought, wondering if she should do one for herself.

Leaving her delicious vole behind, Pastelcub trotted over to her sister, smiling. "Hi, sis!" She chirped, a dopey smile on her face. "Did I ever tell you how cool your tails are?" She asked, hoping that she had at least once. But with all honesty, Pastel had the worst memory. So she couldn't really remember if she did or not.[size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] As Cherrypaw swooped down from above in an almost super hero-esk fashion, Pastelcub's eyes widened with amazement. "That was super cool!" She purred with glee. Pastel then waited for Cherrypaw to finish speaking, already really enjoying being outside even if it was only just for a few moments.

As he finished, she replied. "Oh, I'm Pastelcub, Whitegold is my mother! Do you know her?" She mewed with her head tilted to the side. Was her mother well known in the clan? Pastel would hope she was, after all, her mother was such a great warrior and she really looked up to her.[size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] The small tiger had been making her way around camp when she scented something... sweet. Pastel had never actually tried anything sugary before, but it smelled amazing. Now her plans for a walk had changed, instead she would be tracking down that scent and finding out what it was. Hey, this is good for stalking prey! I'm a genius! Pastelcub thought with glee.

She made her way over to Nighttales, Jessie and Cherrypaw, assuming the scent was coming from the den they were standing outside of. "Sorry to interupt, but I smelled something good and I just had to figure out what it was." Pasty mewed, "Could you tell me what those thingies are?" she finished with a smile. Oh boy did those things smell good![size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] Pastelcub didn't pay much attention to the meeting, she didn't catch the name of anyone she knew so she was just kind of zoning out and thinking her own thoughts. Until she heard ghosts. Ghosts? The idea sent shivers down her spine, the idea of dead animals floating around the camp and spooking everyone really scared her. "Will the ghosts... attack us?" She mewed, her eyes widening with fear. [size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] She's open to pretty much anything but death and the like!![size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] Pastelcub had seen a lot of meet and greets in just a few days of being four months old, and she had been contemplating doing one for herself. It would be a nice way to meet more Colouredclan.

The fluffy little Siberian tiger padded over to Midnightpaw and took a seat. "Hi there, I'm Pastelcub!" She chirped. "I don't think I've ever seen you before,"[size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] As the days went by Pastelcub had seen plenty of meet and greets around, she had met a few different Colouredclanners but not a lot of the clan yet. So the cub decided to host one for herself so she could meet everyone she didn't know yet.

The cub glanced back and forth at the center of camp with a smile. "Meet and greet!" She called, trying to be as loud as she could without annoying someone. "I'm Pastelcub, Whitegold's my mom and I have two siblings." Pasty had a dopey smile on her face as she spoke, really hoping that most people she didn't know would come and meet her.[size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] The cub gave a smile to Zarifa as she spoke. It took her a moment to notice the galaxy themed tail, but once she did Pastel's eyes widened with awe. "Nice to meet you, Zarifa, your tail is soooo cool!" She said with a cheery tone. "How did you get that tail, were you born with it or something?" Pastelcub then asked, dying to know if she could get a tail like that. Everyone had cool tails nowadays, her sister had two of them and Zarifa had an entire galaxy inside her tail.

And as Pastelgalaxies introduced herself the Siberian tiger's jaw dropped a little. They both had the same name (kind of)! "Wow! Nice to meet you, Pastelgalaxies." She mewed, "It's so cool how we almost have the same name, huh?" Pastelcub smiled.

Pastelcub then turned her attention to Greymatter, her mother's sister. "Hi, uh... aunty." She greeted, trying to keep her enthusiasm as high as it was when she spoke to the first two that greeted her. But Greymatter didn't seem like a ray of sunshine. "So that makes you my aunt, I got that right... right?" Pastel then asked.

"Nice to meet you, Rosepaw and Jessie!" She greeted what Pastelcub assumed to be the last two Colouredclanners to show up. It was really a lot of people to talk to at once, and it was a little overwhelming, but being the social butterfly she was the tiger tried to let it not put her off.

Just as she thought the swarm of Colouredclanners was over, she was pulled into a hug by Chess Belle. Pastelcub was a bit startled by it, but she gave a chuckle as the vampire called her adorable and commented on her tiny pink wings. "You can be my cousin, we can pretend!" Pasty mewed, it seemed like a good idea to her. "And it's nice to meet you, Chess." The tiger let out a small sigh of relief after Chess Belle let go of her.

Then as her mother arrived Pastelcub felt extatic. Her mother was here now! All she needed was her siblings to come over and greet her, then she would be complete. "Hi mommy! Colouredclan is so huge, I had no idea there were so many clan members!" Pastel exclaimed. [size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] The Siberian tiger's creamy yellow eyes widened as Jessie offered her one of those delicious doughnut things. "Wow, yeah!" Pastelcub hopped up and down as she spoke. She would reach forward and attempt to grab one of the glazed doughnuts off of the tray and lick off some of the frosting. "Mmmm," She hummed,[size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] Y'know White and Pastel really need a thread. Past will be like "hey mom, why so sad also who's my dad?" [size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] As her mother walked her through the vibrant territory of Colouredclan, the young cub was in awe with how amazing all of the territory was. She hadn't walked through the territory other than the camp yet, so this was an exciting first. The entire time she was walking Pastel was bouncing up and down with enthusiasm. "So pretty!" Pastelcub would comment throughout the walk, and more than once, too.

The little ball of fluff was filled with overwhelming excitement as she stood at the border. She was going to meet more of her family now! That was going to be sooo much fun! "Hi aunty!" Pastelcub greeted her aunt with a smile. "Does anyone know when anyone else is going to arrive or are we it?" Pasty asked, hoping that she would be able to meet at least one person new. [size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] The look on Pastel's face was nothing more than confusion. When they, died? "So... you can come back to life?" The tiger wanted to ask a billion more questions, it was just so interesting, but she knew that the more questions she asked would just push her farther down the rabbit hole of confusion. "That's really... crazy." Although Pastelcub didn't have a very strong understanding of death and what it really meant to pass away, but instinct told her what death was, more or less.

Drawing her confusion and attention away from the peculiar Zarifa, she gave a smile to Befriendingdemons. "Nice to meet you... Lucien." She responded, wondering why the alabaster feline seemed so down. "Why so down?" She asked, feeling a little rude after asking that question,

When Greymatter spoke again, she first thought that the cloudy granite feline would respond with just that and remain silent for the rest of the meet and greet. But then she spoke of cousins. "Wait, I have cousins?" She rhetorically asked, her little yellow eyes wide like the moon. "That's so cool, when can I meet them?" Pastelcub asked again, hoping to meet whoever her cousins were today. [size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] oh my god, White's explaination though I'm dying

Yeah some family angst sounds nice ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] The fluffy Siberian tiger approached alongside Greymatter with a puzzled look on her face. "Wait, what's a raid and who's the exiles?" Pastelcub asked with a slight frown and her head tilted to the side with confusion. She had yet to be told of Colouredclan's political stance and what exactly that meant. She glanced over at Mudkit, wondering why he would be so eager to go along with them and why he wasn't allowed to go. [size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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