Posts by Almir

-in Thunderclan's outskirts-

Salem's necklace swings half hazardously as the fox makes his way around the cabin, making sure all his herbs were in check, allowing himself to glance over his stones, his spells and potions, anything that he might need in any point of time. Everything was in order, except something seemed wrong. In an instant, the glass necklace glowed a bit as if reminding him of what was trapped in it. The male sneers, bringing the item up close to his face. "Calm down. There's no need to get antsy for any reason." He shakes his head, only to stare at his window; open. Open? His eyes narrow, and the male frowns then inches closer.

As if on cue, a raven bursts in, cawing loudly and startling the witch. The necklace bounces around his neck, and he gasps loudly as the bird grasps the leather cord and rips it from the ginger fur. He screeches, yelling as the glass makes contact with the floor, and shatters. As if on cue, the should trapped in said necklace emerges, Kylo's phantom eyes locking Salem in his tracks as he stares him down. The fox gapes, quickly moving backwards in order to grab something else to hopefully put him in.

Sensing this, Kylo, with what power he had left, twitches a ghost-like paw and drops a heavy stone upon the fox's head. It hits, and the Thunderclan Doctor falls to the ground unconscious. Taking this as an opportunity to escape, he does so.

-Windclan-

It doesn't take him long to start to go transparent, already in search of Vader, desperate to find his mentor after he had been so rudely taken out of his body that he claimed. It doesn't take long until he has settled in the male's house, looking hungrily at the tiny body. Lifeless; dead. This? This would work, despite how puny it was. The soul slipped in through the poor, dead cub's mouth, settling easily into the lifeless body. Yet, as soon as he settled, all memories were lost.

The cub inhaled sharply, snuffling, before letting out a loud shrieking noise, whining angrily at his father as he squirms beside the other still body. He whines, grunts, and carries on, because dammit it's cold and that's no fun at all.

Almir would take a stand behind his mother, the cub nuzzling her leg before trotting in front of her, the loud child exclaiming "Hey you big bully that's not very nice!" He aimed to awkwardly swat at the peacock's tie, making a noise that was probably supposed to be a threatening growl.

The tiny cub would make his entrance now. The boy would trot awkwardly outside despite his father's warnings, the lion traveling in the brush to watch the battle. His eyes lit up with excitement, a soft, amused gasp escaping his throat. "Wow... what a bunch of bullies." He grimaces, moving in the shadows, closer to the fight. He looks at Vader, his father, his idol, gentle, childlike eyes watching him as he fought valiantly for his clan. Almir rocked excitedly on his paws, awe sparkling in his heterochromic visionaries.

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As in like AU wise !!

Almir, still whiney and quite considerably louder than his siblings, voiced his discomfort as Padme began to tend to him as he tried to suckle. He howled at her, carrying on until the time she grew finished with him. Soon after, he latched back onto a teat and drew his paws up, kneading the soft fur as he nursed from the much larger being.

If you need help I'm always here to give assistance! I know of 80% the AU Kylos around B )

Yep! Forms are being posted here.

Ahhh yes please ask! @lessa s.
And yeah I figured that it would only really make sense if it was like that because Why else would they stay together for that long

Almir looked at Pluto with a wide grin, eyes twinkling with mischief. "But look." The male gestures to Vader, watching his dad fight even still. "Papa is so cool, isn't he? Look at him, look at how strong! He could protect the clan by himself if he chose to." The boy giggles, aiming to bring Pluto closer to him, looking around the raid still.

//@ any exiles; feel free to find him and throw him around a bit.

Almir's eyes widened slightly as Vader's eyes locked on him, and the cub felt his stomach drop at seeing his father suddenly come towards him. He swallows thickly, back up, then aiming to grab Pluto and drag him backwards. "Okay never mind let's go, we gotta- gotta go."

Almir's high pitched screech could be heard as the knives flew at him, and he moved swiftly in front of Pluto, only to have Vader move in front of him. He gapes at his father, eyes wide, ears flattening against his skull as he looks the other down.

At first, Almir didn't plan to come. In fact, he was so scared of what Vader would do he had tried to run away, before realizing that he had nowhere else to go, nowhere better to be. The cub would find his blood running cold as Vader called out to him, and he again turned his back, moving to run. But he didn't. Instead he slowly trudged over beside his brother, and a look of confusion settled on his face. "Pluto? Why are... you don't need to be here." He was actually genuinely confused. This was his fault, not Pluto's, so why was the other cub here? Just because he too, was there with him?

"But I wanted to make sure that you didn't get hurt! I wanted to protect you!" The cub yells after Vader's finished the hint of large tears forming in the boy's brown and blue oculars. He sniffles, aggressively wiping them away before speaking again. "I wanted to be brave like you, but-..." I only ended up getting you hurt. He looks down at the ground, claws kneading harshly at the earth below him.

//ITS VERY MUCH INTENTIONAL DFGHJK

Almir watches him, then looks to Victorian. There's a sudden nervous atmosphere around him as the other watches for weather rude and mean reasons, but Almir focuses on Vader; as he always did, as he always will. He collects himself, breathing gently, and he soon begins to speak again. "I-... I don't know. Something t-..told me to come after you. I don't know, I'm sorry..."

"Yessir?" Almir was beside Pluto, watching him struggle, and a playful grin upon his face as he made fun of him. Until Vader called of course. When he did, the child bounded forward excitedly, the cub aiming to nuzzle the other male with a soft purr.

Almir merely sighed, rolling his eyes before looking away. Tch. Alice. Disappointing; he was obviously the better choice, despite what had happened earlier. The male huffs, kneading the ground as the books are pushed to him. He says nothing, merely glares up at Vader when he suspects his father isn't looking.

"Why? He's being a big baby, he needs to be alone." Almir grumbles beneath his breath, but goes after the other male anyway, aiming to nudge him. "Calm down. This is your fault; you could've been picked if you didn't go after me, stupid." He grunts out, tail lashing behind him.

Almir was sleeping, as a cub does, the male's rib cage lifting and then falling as small breaths left his throat. He, however, was soon woken by his father, and the cub whined, grumbling a bit, curling into a tight ball and bringing his tail up to his chest. "Mmn five more minutes..." He whined, but soon rolled over, drawing gentle claws through the beginnings of a small mane. Which, really, was quite odd for his age, but he didn't know that the mane was already growing; just figured it was the darkening of his fur.

Well well well. This would certainly be something. The still growing cub would approach quietly after being not seen for so long, an odd look upon his face. His gaze slowly drifted to Pluto, his mother, then to Henry. It didn't take anything too long to swarm the minds and thoughts of the clan, so he'd heard what happened. The male would look around, for his father, before looking even more confused. "Ma..." He rumbled softly, gaze slowly lifting up to her.

Then there his father was, and his gaze instead settled on his idol; forever idol, of course. He inhaled softly, slowly, his legs starting to move him towards his father.