Posts by LUNG

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    @ joining soon + template test (;
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth: 0px; width: 450px; font-size:8pt][justify]Liquid time, fire, demons, the huntress was annoyed to say the least as she clawed her way out of oblivion, tooth and claw ripping open the fabric of her prison like she was aiming to ruin flesh. She smelled of smoke and sweat as the massive beast near collapsed on the ShadowClan border, her breath coming ragged from strained lungs. Silver eyes like mirrors narrowed two on two to take on her surroundings. This was near, not quite as close as she liked to be but good enough nonetheless.


    Like adders coiled to strike thick, toned muscles rippled beneath her obsidian fur as she rose fully to her paws and turned her broad features to what would be eye height for the cave lion, gold piercings glinting dimly in the lowlight. Like poisoned wine her tone was smooth and pleasant, though if ill-intended likely would leave her foes room temperature. For this one occasion though, her monotonous string was well-intended.


    "Aima Harbringer, here to join." She rumbled cooly, her four eyes narrowing for a moment before she spoke again, "And one more thing," her tone was smooth still but held a slight urgency brought forward by perhaps desire or loss, "Where the hell is Faustus?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth: 0px; width: 450px; font-size:8pt][justify]It was unreal, truly. She'd seen him constantly since they were separated, in the flames, bearing over her, claws unsheathed. She was surprised he'd left no scars in her thick, black pelt. After all that image of him, the horrible thing wearing his skin, had been no less than liberal with the marks he left in her flesh. Every moment from the second they were forced apart had been a waking battle and in the weeks of separation she had not slept. There was no time for sleep in Hell.


    There was only fire, only pain, and only a draining urge to leave. In truth it hadn't been her first rendezvous in infernum, though she could easily come to the agreement it was one of her least favored trips. To be ripped away from him so abruptly, it was something she took to dire offense, and they had paid in full by the time she tore her way back into the world. At first she advanced a step, and only that, silver eyes like mercury moving unless glass narrowing in observation.


    It was him, no matter the body she knew it was him, but still, she waited. One moment, two. On the third tick her steel-y demeanor melted, as did her faux display of energy. She was on him in an instant, her broad, blackened head butting into the hollow of his neck with a low, rumbling purr though from a beast as large as her it seemed to be a growl. He'd know the difference. As her lean set frame rubbed against him she rasped her sandpaper tongue over his cheek, seemingly to cave in on herself with him as her support.


    [i]"Faustus."


    It was all she said, her tone more relieved than before. She sounded exhausted.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth: 0px; width: 450px; font-size:8pt][justify]oh my! tysm for the recommendation guys i can't put into words how flattered i am that you think so highly of me. as it is irregardless of consideration towards me or other individuals any staff that help manage the site as a whole are infinitely useful and i definitely think it'd be a good contribution to have a staffer who is at least informed of the status of the traditional boards (thunderclan got 5k+ posts for December i'm so excited omg). in the end though of course it's up to staff and as far as is now they could very likely already have individuals selected.


    if not though i'd definitely suggest what these guys are getting at it seems like something at least looking in to / considering!
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    With every breath she took in his scent, sure now that this was him and she was herself. The world was cruel like that to lead one to think otherwise after all. At his purr she fully relaxed, the ache in her bones, exhaustion in her muscles, and protest in her flesh finally flooding forward one by one to overwhelm her. Silver eyes likes pools of mercury shifted to look the male and assess his new body. This one had not seen war, how strange it was to humor that when she knew him like she did.


    "Do you remember?"


    The day they got separated, how they got separated. It was all chaos, fire, pain. Daemons had their way of instilling those things so easily.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth: 0px; width: 450px; font-size:8pt][justify]Fire, pain lanced through her throat and tore its way into her lungs, settling deep in chest like an ember. Part of her wanted to claw it out, to crack open her ribs and grip in her teeth to rip it free of her flesh. She didn't though, no, she was used to the sensation.


    Sure enough in a moment she passed and she drew her gaze up to his, "Nothing I couldn't handle." She left the answer vague, nuzzling him instead. "Don't worry about me, you're dating a badass remember?" A slight smile tugged at her maw as she met his gaze, silver on mixmatch white and gold.
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    [justify][size=8]100% thankful i graduated lord
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    [justify][size=8]this girl if she interests you?
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    [justify][size=8]her full description + image reference are in her tags and she's very stoic, serious, warlord like. doesn't really open up and has seen too much to be surprised by anything anymore if that makes sense? ♥
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    [justify][size=8](yells bc this was so cute i got actual butterflies for a second omg)
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    [justify][size=8]holds u both
    ah and you totally can ignore aima's request if u feel chez no muse is the worst
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    [justify][size=8]/omg poor kate i love her already
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    [justify][size=8]ok babs also my condolences for ur art it was beautiful and lived such a short colored life
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    [justify][size=8]rest in pieces
    he will always be a white boi


    is finch valentine as in the current bloodclanner valentine's kid
    bc if so that totally make aima her grandmother and she will dote on her so much
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    [justify][size=8]yells into the void
    tracking
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    [justify][size=8]YES SHE IS GOING TO PROTECT HER SO FIERCELY
    aima is a hard ass who turns into a giant softie w/h family i stg
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    [justify][size=8]same tho rip
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    [justify][size=8]beautiful soul y es
    also mama aima is a permanent visitor yes
    she resides her as the resident bouncer / momfriend
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    [justify][size=8]"Hush child." Came the monotonous rumble of the beast as she prowled forward from seemingly nowhere. "Your incessant whining is unbecoming and if you really want the BloodClan greeting, I'd be happy to oblige." Eyes like molten gold shifted four on two as the huntress overlooked the Cartellian. Disgusting. She'd never liked Bill, never would. She never liked people who dwelled on the past, never would.


    Ivory daggers scored into the ground as the horned beast lashed her tail, overlooking the angry should-be dead woman.
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    [justify][size=8]gotcha! looking forward to it
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