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    //shameless double post


    tags are done for the most part c:

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    The quiet sound of ruffling wings filled the forest around the border. Blueberry struggled to flap her small wings. Man! The wind sucked! The owlet huffed quietly at the breeze. She couldn't get anywhere like this! Blue cried out in shock as a gust rushed by, forcing the owlet to the ground. The small avian shook her head and climbed back onto her paws. Yeah. Paws. Blue was a weird little owlet. Her and her siblings all had paws instead of talons. Pretty crazy no? The blue bird turned to her siblings, tilting her head curiously. You think we're far enough? the small asked. They had to be. They've been running for days. She couldn't still be after them. She must have given up by now. She just had to.



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    Well. This was it. The small band of owlets that ran away from home. Blueberry seemed to shrug, ruffling her feathers as she huffed quietly. We've been going forever! We should be far enough! she declared, seeming pretty proud of herself for the conclusion. She then cooed nervously at Plum's question. Where... were they? That was a good question. The winged owlet huffed and ruffled her feathers, picking up a few inches off the ground. I'm sure I can spot someone from the sky!

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    Blue would too be fascinated by these tales of adventure and chaos. If... if she could read. The owlet instead resorted to fluttering behind Tradepaw. Blueberry cooed curiously and landed on the ground beside the apprentice's paws. "Whatcha reading?" she annoyingly chirped.

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    The owlet was naturally curious, raising a brow at the mud formed on the kit's paws. The fuzzy avian floated down and glided along side the kit. Owls, of course, couldn't determine territory scents placed by cats as great, so she didn't question golden about her placements. where yah ben? Where yah ben? Blueberry smiled.

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    Something to do? Well that was blue's specialty, no? She loved playing games! Like... hide and seek! And hop scotch! Granted... it might be harder for a cat to play those games. The owlet tilted her head as she floated behind the two. Her face suddenly split into a grin as she cried out, We can always play a game!

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    Meeting? Like... people meeting together? Blueberry liked the sound of that! The owlet smiled brightly as she floated down into the group of gathering cats.

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    What was her name? Oh right. Her and her brothers were new here. The owlet cooed and flapped her wings, bobbing up and down in the air with extra energy. "My name is Blueberry! But you can call me blue!" The girl cooed, smiling brightly.

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    The small owlet attempted to land on the intruder's back, digging her tiny claws into his back. It was more of an annoyance than anything, but in her mind she was fighting the big baddy that was attacking her new home. Blueberry growled as her feathers ruffled, lifting off the ground and gliding over to the other stormclanners. Leave family alone! she cried, throwing a glare at Feliks, I'll get mama! She'll be angry!

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    Blueberry hummed as she raised a brow. "I think 'prideful' is the word your looking for!" the owlet laughed, smiling brightly. She landed beside Blazeheart with a bright smile. "Hiya!" She called, attention already derived from Goldenkit.

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    SHE CAN CAPTURE BLUE X'D

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    Common known fact; owls imprint much like many other birds do. Blue is an owlet. Who wants to influence the little girl? Blue's personality is actually a blank slate right now. I don't have anything planned. So. Who wants to have interaction threads for Blue to pick up on character traits from various characters in stormclan?


    A+ if you have a longterm plot to go with it c:

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    // It looks good to me! Maybe add a bit more info to each category. I normally set up a different thread specifically for this information (though i dont have one for blue yet) and you can find some examples HERE [X] and HERE [X] if you chose to do so c:


    though... they're both huge wips since the site transfer



    I wish you luck with your character!

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    Sure. The little owlet must learn to hate : P

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    Blueberry cooed at Luna's soft touch, turning to the feline and tilting her head slightly. The owlet huffed and attempted to land on the feline's back, letting out a tired sigh. She squawked out in fear as Benedict attempted to push the nice lady away. She quickly hopped back into the air, angerly screeching at the dog. Stop it!! she hissed, Anger does not mean violence!

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    The owlet cooed curiously and turned to the feline. Her wings ruffled and fluttered as she landed on the ground, feathers twisting close to her body. She tilted her head at the sight of the feline. What was it? She's never seen anything like it before. Well. It was talking. So it must be friendly. I'm blueberry! And these are my siblings, Lemon and Plum!
    she introduced with a bright smile, pointing a wing at each.
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    Blueberry cooed gently as she floated up onto a shelf in the library. The owlet huffed as she tried to pull a book off of the shelf. She yelped as she got catapulted off the shelf. Oh no! No books! Blue huffed as she floated back up. How the heck will she get that out?