Posts by loveletter

aurea how
I can hardly manage a sentence for meeting threads lmao

what do they taste like pen

also this is love's 200th post
confetti

boi that's good
at least that gives you an urge to roleplay your char

'trying to cut out meat'
what kind of heresy is this
jk jk I'm sure it'll be healthy for you :')

relatable meese
I'm like a natural night owl but I feel it wouldn't be as bad if I just
went to sleep for once gdi

also this morning the bells weren't working in my school
so for the first bell I just hear my principal banging cymbals together in the hallways and yelling 'first bell'
and you could like
hear the panicked running beneath it
it was the most comical moment of my life

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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Loveletter's approach was loud and unmistakable, her presence marked by the sound of crumpled underbrush and panicked rustling of leaves as they tried to get out of her way. The calico was lithe and agile, her paws small and her body streamlined, but she was not healthy. Her fur seemed to hang from her bones and her ribs poked from her sides, while her amber eyes were dead and sunk into her face, as if she were a ghost. Even so, she held an unmistakable grin on her face, the kind that could liven up even the most boring of parties. "What up, Knights of...." she chirped, briefly consulting for the last word of the clan's name with her paw, as if the completely unmarked skin would help her remember. "uh.... was it Paradise? Knights of Paradise?"

Link to Character Account;; https://feralfront.com/user/292130-loveletter/
Accolade Desired;; paladin please! :^)

track, can also do any week needed!

tacos always tempt me
I would kill someone with my bare hands for tacos

I'm crying bc I have only ever willingly got up at those times for school
I legit wake up at 11 or 12 on weekends ngl

I DON'T KNOW LIKE
it was so confusing to just see a grown man dashing down a hallway with cymbals, and then seeing a horde of panicked teenagers dash the other direction
it was the hardest I've laughed in 5ever

also
'but then again, this was Loveletter.'
this makes me laugh so hard for some reason
'loveletter usually exaggerates so maybe he just got messy'

I'v never tried tea in my life
what is bubble tea??

the million dollar question
that no has figured out still

uh
to interact w/ other humans you gotta
uh
git gud
jk jk just throw yourself out there I guess lmao
it's just like a private thread but between two or three people :^)

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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Love approached with a surprisingly grim gleam in her eyes. Even if she was constantly joking, smiling, and laughing, the situation at hand made her oddly serious. She remained silent as she sat, narrowing her eyes.

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of course rie!! I'll be home soon so I can churn out the art for your 1000th post!! :^)

I was at dinner pen! It was good but I feel drained af lmao

hi ocotillo!! welcome to blizzardfam

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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Loveletter was seen long before she was heard, a rambunctious flurry of steps and leaps and bounds that crushed all foliage in her way. She was not energetic nor excitable, but rather clumsy and exhausted, and her frantic stride was only a testament to her sleep deprivation. The calico soon came from the forest, and as soon as she laid eyes on Ison, an award winning smile came to her face, but failed to light up her glassy amber gaze. "Hey, glasses squad unite!" she cheered, north in her voice as she moved closer and tipped her striped glasses in his direction. "Name's Loveletter. You ever need help with burying a body, hit me up! " she was joking obviously.... was she?

/mobile + welcome to blizzfam! :^)

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cheers!!
you go pen!! Killing your notifications one notice at a time!

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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]It was not long before the weeds and plants and bushes shifted to accommodate the space of the small cat, a frail, sickly looking thing who perched lens-less glasses on her nose as if they would help her see and who looked upon the wiry male with sunken, glassy eyes. Her gaze hardly gave sparkle, it hardly gave light, and it didn't even glow when she placed a smile upon her lips. It was as if her facial features moved in ominous dissent with each other, neither eye nor maw seeming to agree with what emotion she wished to portray. even so, she looked languid and fun, a humorous personality in a bleak world full of manners and serious issues. "What up, my dude." she greeted, settling beside her clanmates with a friendly wink.

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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Loveletter had only been in the area for a moment, ears perked curiously and attentive, when fire had suddenly began to sprout around them, catching on the dry brush and flickering and burning and smoking. The smog reached to the sky and the heat licked at her faced, to which the calico quickly scrambled away. "Holy shit!" she cursed, eyes wide as she avoided the spread of the fire. "That chick is definitely pregnant, because I can sense some serious hormones going on! Like, those babies are definitely making her cranky. Like, seriously, what the fuck." Loveletter rambled on quietly, some to herself and others not really meant to come out.

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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]/then I'm glad you came to Blizzardclan as your first try!!

Listening to him with perked ears and an attentive, languid smile, the casual, amusing feline winked again, a devilish smirk approaching her lips."Oh yeah, ya don't kill. But seriously, you ever really need a shovel or something, I got ya covered. I do consider myself, ahem, very prepared." Loveletter posed and laughed with a wide grin. Almost as if on cue, her glasses seem to slide form her face and onto the ground, but out of embarrassment, she didn't grab them, instead continuing to pose as a part of the joke.

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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]If there was anything that didn't fit Love, it was this weekly task. She was a tiny cat; she was frail, lithe, agile, and more ofte4n then not, looked as if she were on her deathbed from the glassy sheen in her eyes and how two ribs always seemed to stick out of the side of her disheveled pelt. She had never been put together and didn't plan to be. Not only this, but she was miniscule, without any larger bodies, and without any powers, and yet, she was to kill a stag. It was unfortunate that even if she organized the patrol to slaughter the cervine, she would still be sitting off to the side. She was willing to try, however. "Anyone wanna go drink a deer's blood with me?" she called out from the heart of camp, obviously meaning something other than drinking blood but simply not stating it that way.

war wrote:

does anyone want a thread with war?

I would love one between war and love!! :^)

VANG W.D.H wrote:

psst
thanks forks
u a babe

u the best babe
<3

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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Luna was a good person. love didn't like coming to this conclusion. The calico was all content to masquerade as an emotionless cat, but deep down, she had no intelligence emotionally and hid every feleing she could find with joeks and stifled her cares with humor. Realizing that she had grown attached to the apathetic feline had took her for a trip more than anything else might've, an odd revelation that caused the Paladin to retreat to her den for a while and just... think.

And there she thought. The thoughts rolled in her head like marbles might roll around a glass case, coming to her like discoveries and leaving just as quick as dreams might in the morning. Seconds later, Love couldn't even remember what she had thought and what she had pondered, for her mind moved so fast and her assumptions so quickly that she no longer had any time to contemplate her musings aside from a few fleeting moments. She shifted from one side in her bed to the other, vaguely hearing the noise and clamor just outside but unable to muster the will to care about it. She had just been promoted yesterday, but in this state, Love had come to the conclusion that the clan could survive without her for at least a day.

One moment of silence, another, and finally, her stomach gave a groan of protest. It curled up within her and begged for food, and Love swore she could see a third rib peeking from her sides. The calico could ignore the urge for a few moments before the innate urge to eat came upon her and she reluctantly pulled herself to her paws. If she had not been influenced by her needs, it was likely the Paladin would have never gotten up from her fugue state.

The Blizzardclanner winced as she stepped into the bright sun, raising a paw to shield her eyes from the intense light as her eyes made the transition from light to dark. A few moments passed and her paw fell back to it's place, leaving her gaze to scan the clearing for any morsel she could find, eager to get back into her home and contemplate the feelings she had tried so hard to suppress. Her attention immediately caught to the limp figure of Luna, and a rare flash of concern flickering in her eyes, the calico immediately rushed over. "Luna? Lune? Lun-lun?" she called softly, making each nickname worse and sillier, as if expecting the cat to suddenly jump up and tell her to only call her by 'Luna'. She didn't, of course. Love, in frustration, aimed to place a paw on the flank of the fainted trainee and shake, her face growing firmer by the second. "April Fools Day is over Luna. Luna, you don't have to act as dead as your personality."

Love gave a feeble laugh and smile. That was a little mean. If Luna had heard it, Love hoped she understood it was a bad-timed joke, and more than anything, a beg to make Luna react to anything instead of lying there.

/what the heck luna

@war would you mind making it?? I hate asking people to make it and if you don't have time, i could definitely do it tho!

luna what the heck
you're worrying your pseudo girlfriend

eyy tsubodai
whaddup

@ the blizzardclan choice awards

best ship: luna and rest