Posts by PATCHWORKPOSY
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup didn't make a move for a while, not really knowing how to take this weird situation. She was suddenly very cold and very hungry. These weird muffled noises kept annoying her and the only thing she wanted to do was snuggle closer to the source of warmth and comfort nearest her. Letting out an inaudible grunt, Posy began wriggling her way closer to her mother. All she wanted to do right now was sleep and eat.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup was three months old now, which meant she was a big (little) kid now. She had excitement bubbling through her. She was going to go out and see the world! Color a bit maybe later! But most importantly, she was going to start her life goal of meeting everyone in Riverclan and becoming best friends with them. Why? Because everyone deserved to know the ball of fluff and her outgoing nature. So here sat Patches, heterochromatic eyes darting around frantically as she spotted for her new (victim) friend. "Hey everyone!" She wagged her tail furiously which really meant her whole body was shaking. Oh, she was so so excited!
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup had been rolling around camp playing by herself when she heard her sibling. Normally, she would just continue her game of talking to herself in different voices and pretend that they were all completely different people. However, it was her sister. She had to go say hello to her! "Hey sis! Watcha been doin'?" Her chirpy voice echoed through the cave as she plopped down next to Nymph.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup stumbled in next, a little off-kilter from running as fast as she could and tripping on a twig a little ways back. She'd heard everyone talking and smelled an unfamiliar scent, so she knew it had to be someone she hadn't met yet!. Bursting through the crowd and shaking her snowy pelt to fluff it a bit more, she stopped next to her brother. "Hiya! I'm Patcworkpup! Nice to meet ya!" She wagged her bushy tail viciously and stared up at the fox. "You're a fox, right? I'm half-fox. My mom is a fox and my dad is a wolfdog. Since we both have fox in us, that means we must be destined to be friends! Isn't that cool?" She tilted her head to the side as she finished, breathing hard from her little outburst. It stinks that she doesn't have that much air, or she could've kept going for a lot longer.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup had been coloring in a coloring book when she heard everyone start talking. Listening a bit as she haphazardly filled in the eyes of the panda, she stopped when she noticed someone saying "...where's this?" Excitement gripping her, the wolfdog-fox slammed shut her coloring book and grabbed her colored pencils before rushing to the scene, eyes sparkling with nothing but pure joy. "Hi there! I'm Patchworkpup, pleasure to meet ya. What's your name? You smell a bit funny." The pup didn't know anything other than what Riverclanners smelled like, so the weird...scent didn't appeal to her. But she could look past it, because that's just who she was! Maybe she could convince them to take a bath later. It would be horrible if anyone made fun of the newcomer for smelling different!
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup arrived next, and spotting her mother's presence, quickly scampered over beside her. She hoped she would grow bigger than her mom. She wanted to be able to reach the butterflies and birds better. It was never fair for them to fly too high for her, but she supposed they just played that way. She'd forgive them. She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped when she heard Jumin and Matty say some things that sounded weird. Posy scrunched her nose up in confusion before looking to her mother. "Mom, why are they talking so weird? Is it an alien language? Are they aliens?" It would be SO FREAKING COOL if she was friends with aliens. She wagged her tail at the thought, a smile replacing the confusion.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— "What is it?" The pup stared down at the creature with wide eyes. Looking to Lonewolf, she gave a confused expression. "Did the shooting star hit it? Is it a shooting star? I didn't know shooting stars were alive. Do you think it'll grant a wish? 'Cause I have a couple I'd like to ask." She sniffed a bit at the charred aroma coming from the earth and crinkled her nose. Stars sure were smelly. However, the wolfdog-fox simply shrugged before hopping into the crater and getting right in the thing's face. Prodding it a couple times, she frowned at it. "What if I don't get my wish?"
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup popped up next, completely healthy and really having no reason to want to go in for a checkup other than to see her mother. "Hi Mom! The other day I say a butterfly with a torn wing. Should I bring it in and get it looked out? I'm sure I could find it!" She enjoyed being helpful and plopped down with her coloring books and colored pencils before anyone had time to respond. The pup started coloring all over the page and outside the lines as she waited for her turn to get checked-up on. Maybe she could get out before she had to take the flu and cold treatment. Of course, she'd never had it before, but it didn't sound pleasant and the smells coming from that bowl were weird mixed together.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— track post/hello everyone! ^^
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— "Hello! Welcome...back?" Of course, Patchworkpup knew she was young and that she might not have known everyone before. No matter how much that bugged her. However, she didn't understand the concept of leaving and coming back. There had to have been a reason for leaving. Shouldn't that reason still be here? Patches sat there for a little bit and thought about it before giving up and returning to her usual self. "I'm Patchworkpup! Pleasure to make your soon-to-be friend!" She nodded in confirmation that her words were correct before offering a smile.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup pup didn't understand what a corn dog was either. She thought about it a bit before her eyes went wide with shock. "Oh my gosh are there REAL DOGS in there?!" She leaned in closer and sniffed at the food before taking a step back and perking her ears. "Who did that used to be?" She was mildly horrified. She would have been absolutely horrified if it didn't smell absolutely delicious. She was tempted to ask to try some, but her small amount of manners and her conscience told her not to.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup had yet to see someone change bodies, so when she looked up from her coloring book to see a tiger change into a cat with ram horns, she really didn't know what to do. Did the cat eat the tiger? What would tiger taste like? The pup pondered for a bit before deciding to ask the changer herself and padded over with widened eyes. "What was that thingy you just did? You didn't eat that tiger, did you? I mean, it would be cool if you did, 'cause how can a cat eat a tiger, but isn't it a bit rude?"
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— To say Patchworkpup was confused was an understatement. She gave a small frown as her gaze flicked from her uncle to her father. "I'm good dad! I'm almost out of pages to color in my book, but other than that I'm good!" She turned her attention to Dean next, pink and yellow eyes flashing a bright, but slightly confused, smile. "Nice going? Did Dad do something really good? What was it? I didn't know we were monsters. I'll have to tell Nymph, Oriander, and Lavender that. They might not know yet." She was happy to have the new-found information. It would have been awful to not know who she truly was! Crisis averted, luckily.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup, not wanting to be left behind, hurried after her sister and Starkit. "Can I come too? I don't really know directions all that well, but I still wanna come!" The pup smiled and wagged her tail again.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup grinned at her sister's nickname for her. She hadn't heard that one before, but since it was Nymph saying it, it had to be cool. "I'm really good..." She tried to think of a cool nickname to call Nymph, because it wouldn't be fair if it was a one-way thing. Duh. However, she couldn't come up with anything. She'd have to put that in her brain for later. She looked up as her dad and uncle came in, along with Ron. "Hi! Can I touch your horns, too?" Her eyes turned wide with wonder at the sight. Cats with horns? She'd have to add horns to the one in her coloring book. It would look cooler that way.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup let out a surprised shriek as the creature awoke, and screamed even louder when it slammed its tail down by her. Scrambling away from the thing as it ran further away, she looked up to see her sister had appeared. Thank goodness! Nymph usually knew more about what to do than Posy did. "I think it's a fallen star. I didn't know they were living things, but hey, it's not a bad thing! I just wanted to get my wish and when it woke up it startled me. Where did it go?" She looked around for it and spotted it just as it collapsed again. "Oh, sis! It zonked out again! What are we gonna do?"
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— "Nymph! I was looking for you...." Patchworkpup's words fell off her maw as she spotted the appearance of someone else with nine tails. That was so cool. Business with Ivylee? Ooh, must be something important. She forgot about her question on what would happen if you sneezed with your eyes open and plopped down next to her sister, offering Chuck a bright smile.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Tea party? Patchworkpup hadn't been to one, but she heard they were a great deal of fun. At least, that's what she assumed. Nymph was completely right, Posy was ecstatic at this new prospect. Spotting the sparkly dresses, the wolf-fox hybrid furiously wagged her tail. "Those dresses are so pretty! Nymph, I think you'd look really good in this forest green one! Your eyes are green, too, so it would match really well!" With an excited squeal, the pup plopped down at the table.
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