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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]in all honesty, malecousa had absolutely no reason to be carefully prancing around the city. in fact— she should be at home getting brushed by her lovely owner —but no. a little part of her decided it would be best to venture out into the deep, dark, dangerous world. the bottoms of her paws were starting to ache after walking the blocks of unforgiving asphalt the city had to offer. she had to stop soon, or risk burning her paw pads until they bleed. the walking ball of fluff stopped, looking down to inspect the dirt that had started to build up between her claws. she hissed at the grime and oil that dirtied her otherwise pure white pelt. she took a deep breath, recognizing a very familiar smell. catnip! it reminded her of home. shaking the memory out of her head, malecousa trotted towards what would eventually reveal itself as a bed of catnip, her small bell-collar ringing with each step. she eyed it longingly, knowing better than to go and get herself high in unknown territory.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms] the snowy feline was surprised at the sudden voice of the two cats, switching her views between the hostile she-cat and the clearly ... tom. she took a step back, trying to angle herself so she wouldn't have to take her eyes off either of the two cats. malecousa's bell jingled each time she swung her head, clearly annoying the aggravated she-cat. "i'm not a kittypet. not anymore, at least." her words were flimssy; she was frightened and a little bit intimidated by her. "i did not come to make a blatant fool of myself, like some others..." she spoke more confidently this time, angling her words to the tom. she needed to get out of this hostile situation, so, like the smart cat she is, she decided to turn her attention back towards them. ""besides, what are you two doing here? shouldn't anyone be able to enjoy the catnip and roam the city freely? hmm??"
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms] these people were tough; clearly no form of intellectual speak would get through to them. although she didn’t realize it at first, it was blatantly evident that to get them off her back, malecousa would have to use her limited fighting experience over her words. the snowy she-cat shifted her stance, periodically sheathing and unsheathing her claws, clearly stressed by the situation. frustration rolled over her face, prompting her to spit out rather wimpy words to the now forming group. “you do know i could go get my owners. the-they’ll get you put down… and, um, and—” she paused after seeing the clear mockery that appeared on their faces. “you know what? no. i'm not going to run back to my damn humans. i go wandering out one day and you, you fiends come and assault me! all in the name of this being ‘your’ city. you know what, that pisses me off!!” with a gleam in her eyes, malecousa brought a paw up to her neck, ripping the bell from her bright pink collar and throwing it to the ground, mashing it with one strong pound of her paw. she stared each cat in the eyes, proving she wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms] a sigh of relief escaped malecousa's lips as dee spoke. sure, he was clearly intolerant of her and was very eager to leave, but his last sentence proved he wasn’t totally against the she-cat. That was good. For malecousa, she was here for new beginnings, and having someone out to get you from the start isn’t a good thing. With a smile, malecousa turned back to the cat still watching her ordeal. The sudden realization that her actions had been quite unnatural and odd, she bowed her head and spoke a few apologetic words. ”I’m very sorry for my actions a few moments ago. That isn’t me, but I was indeed feeling threatened, and I stopped thinking. Please edit your image of me, for what you just saw wasn’t true..”. she rocked back onto her haunches, licking a now dirty paw. Without missing a beat, the snowy feline spoke once more, ”if it true what he said? That nobody takes care of each other here? I try to think how that’s hard to believe, but after interacting with that tom, I'm not quite sure if I know what I got myself into by leaving.”
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]Malecousa didn't really have any reason to be out— she much preferred the warmth of the warehouse to the chilled air of the city. The snow always blended in with her fur, and more often than she’d like to admit a cat would mistakenly step on her while trying to traverse the snow. But, she truly didn’t hate the snow as much as she let on. It was relaxing, and on a clear day it was simply beautiful out.


    She’d been taking in the view of the farm from the top of a fence, which had luckily thawed out since morning. She spotted Six clearly enjoying the snow across the small field, and smiled a bit knowing that even BloodClanners could have fun. She didn’t know Six very well— she was so new to the Clan that she didn’t know very many people at all, but from what she had heard he wasn’t as… intense as some of the other members.


    Another cat had approached Six, speaking rather sarcastic words. Malecousa never could quite understand why some cats refused to let others enjoy themselves. Of course, this is BloodClan, and apparently, stuff like this is normal. She’d have to get used to that eventually. She hopped down into one of the snowbanks, padding over to where the other cat, who she presumed to be Enzo, was standing. With a small chuckle, the snowy feline looked her up and down. "Whatever do you mean? You seem to be having more fun than anyone out here!" she purred in a playful tone.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]ooh, mama could possibly be a mentor-type figure to her? although she's bloodclan, she doesn't exactly fit in with the rest of the clan, so befriedning someone of another clan may be interesting. she's very into herbs and healing, so if cherry ever needed/wants to know about that type of stuff mama would help.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]oh boi yes.....


    mama actually just became a clan cat (she was a kittypet b4) so cherry could help her get used to being a clan cat (even though she's supposed to be in bloodclan lol)
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms] Lol I love how Cherry's getting all these BloodClan friends ;)


    Mama's totally oblivious to any wars or tentions between BloodClan and the forest Clans, so if Cherry's a little hesitent about befriending her bc of her relations, Mama would freak and think she'd done something wrong (ooh drama)
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    1. [font=arial][color=white]Mama (Malecousa)[/color], played by [url=https://feralfront.com/index.php?action=profile][color=white]christmas trello[/color][/url] [CHOOSE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING] [color=pink]♀ [/color]
    2. [size=9pt]short and stubbypure, creamy white with dark striped socks and ears. extremely long and touchable fur, icy eyes with small, sharp pupils.
    3. [/size][/font]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms] i think in the middel. like, the've met but they're not mentor/apprentice yet. so they get to know each other a bit first i guess?
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms] this isn't actually too perfect I'm screaming [s]they're gonna become such good friends[s]
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]oooo yes,,, when cherry starts taking her to odd places, it would go right over mama's poor little head. i know theres the river running through blood/river/thunder/sky clan(s), so maybe they couldve met somewhere around there???


    did you know mamas full name is MALECOUSA "MAMA" SHECOULDSEETHEENDOFTHEWATERFALLFROMAMILEAWAYBUTWOULDSTILLBESURPRISEDWHENSHEFELL
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]mama had been slinking around the tops of buildings, watching the rest of her clanmates from afar, usually with little to no interest. nothing she saw was exciting. nothing worth coming down for. that was until she witnessed dee springing on an innocent kittypet. the snow-white fem slunk down the fire-escape, striding over to where the deputy stood removing his victim's teeth. the route in which he took to decorate his new-found collar was slow and more importantly very messy. if it had been mama, she would have gotten the teeth onto that collar without any blood staining the pearly white.


    “so mr. deputy, you so desperate for a collar that you killed an innocent kittypet for one?” mama's words rolled confidently off her tongue, slicing the silence of the situation. the fem padded closer sliding around dee and focusing her amber optics on the dead cat. “this looks like a wasted opportunity to me. you could have started getting kittypet teeth on a regular basis, maiming them in such a way that everyone would know it was the work of good ‘ol deputy dee”. her words were now sarcastic, mocking, almost. mama turned back to dee, staring him straight in the eye. “so, what do you plan on doing with the thing? you shouldn’t just leave it here… it sticks up the place”
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]yo guys i totally re-designed mama so if anyone wants to plot with mama 2.0 please feel free


    and even though i'm late to the conversation, i speak english and conversational french
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]oh! would you mind drawing my character mama? there is a link to the picture in which i based her on, as well as info about her in the spoiler below. the only thing i'd ask is if you'd draw her to be sly/seductive. thanks in advanced!!
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]could you draw malecousa? she's a white domestic feline with black tabby markings and light amber eyes. her reference is down below in the spoiler as well as a bit about her personality. I would prefer a pose that's sly and seductive, but please feel free to do whatever you feel fit! thanks!!
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]ah, thank you very much! ;U;
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]"have some fun? i'd imagine the pond'll crumble under all of our weight," mama mused from the rafters, charcoal paws aimlessly bating at a piece of dust. the white tabby had no interest of going outside into the cold, murky leaf-bare air. sure, her long and luxurious coat always kept her warm, but the snow would freeze the tips of her fur, which in turn took hours to get out. plus, playing on the ice was for kittens, right? but, nothing could be help against dear old six, as last time she'd interacted with him he'd been throwing snowballs at that goddamn 'madgod'. mama slid down from her resting place, running down one of the diagonal beams to rest near the box tower. "six, i'm just not convinced. what fun could one have dancing around on the ice?" she purred, almost pouting in fake confusion.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]Malecousa had been lounging around the warehouse, not quite intent on doing anything with her day. Every girl, no matter how skilled and beautiful, needed a day off, and today just happened to be that day for this striking white tabby. She was curled up near the window, basking in the rays of light that flood in for a few hours each day. She felt like she was in heaven; nothing in the whole, entire world could break her from this sun (and catnip) induced pleasure. But, the one thing that could break the serenity of her day was the piercing howl of Sheogorath.


    Mama quickly stood and made her way over to a ledge near the sound of Sheo’s voice. She hadn’t been a part of the Clan for long, but as far as she could tell, this tom was a real asshole. His words didn’t help better her opinions of him, but they did certainly draw her attention. She opened her jaw, letting out a long yawn before focusing back onto the action below. In the seconds she’d spent with her eyes closed, Molag Bal had leaped up and conquered Sheo. What happened next was quite the surprise. Malecousa was expecting Molag to walk away in victory, but no, what happened next was a surprise. Amber optics studied the scene, trying to decipher whether the… behavior going on below her was real or just a side-effect of the catnip. All the poor fem could do was sit down and watch in a drug-induced high.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5][font=trebuchet ms]sxeymama has logged on


    sxeymama: ooh, you're sure right about the dames, minos ; )
    sxeymama: i'm as fine as it gets!
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    sxeymama: though, i'm sad that i'm not having an affair wth anyone ;o;
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