Posts by veronika

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  • I'm so dizzy, no kiddin (open) but I'll be alright

    [fancypost= bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;font-color:white] veronika had just been on her way to hunt. she hadn't done much for the clan recently and decided to do more. after all, the clan was a community effort.


    she approached behind jasper, her eyes catching upon the tunnel. it seemed like a rabbit tunnel, though it was stale.


    "perhaps the rabbits have moved onto other tunnels." she suggested, noting that he did look...disappointed, maybe. she couldn't read expressions.

    tags 3.11.17

    tags 3.11.17

  • HEY FLOWER YOU'RE THE CHOSEN ONE | open + truth or dare

    [fancypost= bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;font-color:white] ver padded up to the two, frowning. it wasn't like her brother to be...holding games. nevertheless the feline sat down, dilute calico pelt glistening. she simply waited with baited eyes.

    tags 3.11.17

    tags 3.11.17

  • cloudkit's apprentice ceremony

    [fancypost= bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;font-color:white] padding up to dawnstar, she frowned at her brother. him, with an apprentice? well she never knew aster to be the type to be able to teach, but hey, nowadays it seemed like she didn't know much about her sibling.


    she sat down next to danny, and sighed. "it's an apprentice ceremony." she simply stated.

    tags 3.11.17

    tags 3.11.17

  • I'm holding smoke but.. (Open, rogue in wind clan terf) What if it's already gone

    [fancypost= bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;font-color:white] veronika glanced at the rogue, as she approached from a few lonely scrubs on the territory. her eyes glittered as she caught upon the scent of the rogue, remembering when she, too, was like that. a wanderer.


    she, however, kept her gaze on the fading rogue. she laid down, wildgrass surrounding her lithe, skinny form. she wanted to see where the rogue went.

    tags 3.11.17

    tags 3.11.17

  • Pathways [Open]

    [fancypost= bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;font-color:white] veronika frowned at the kitten. she, too, was curious of what happened to the poor soul and approached the three, standing besides ruinpaw. she said nothing, only waited with bated breath.

    tags 3.11.17

    tags 3.11.17