Posts by WITCHCRAFT W.

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The black cat rushed forward, stopping by his mentor and worshiped leader, but gazed around. There was nobody his size, he quickly decided, and then decided he would probably get injured if he attacked.

He decided to attack [b]Daresso, Trying to rush forward and pretend to attack his chest with a paw.

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how are y'all doing?

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The small apprentice listened in, and listened well. In his mind, he would refute her claims- how could she say she was lovey, and then murder her own clanmate for being weak? She told them all she was predispositioned to evil, how it was the fact that she was a demon made her murder. Her words made no sense to him, and in fact, he felt a growing sense of disgust in his stomach. She talked and talked about how society changed her, and he thought, well, isn't that your own fault? He had never heard of a woman being shamed for aggressiveness. He thought of all the powerful women in his life, and thanked they were not like her.

He glanced at his mentor, his leader, who was sitting next to him. Dahlia should take an example from her, he thought to himself. Why couldn't all leaders be like her? He was sure she'd never even harm a member of her own clan.

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sorbet and i share witchpaw's sub, but i've taken over him for the meantime :^) she's super swamped with school (as am i, but im not as good as a student as she is) so it's just been me playing him, lol

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witch is chaotic neutral!!

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Witchpaw himself wondered how he could positively interact with his own clan, and smiled as he heard Lorraine call out a territory patrol. After all, he was a paladin trainee and an apprentice- he had a duty to do, and thus he would go join the patrol.

He stood by his mentor, Sweetophelia. "I'd like to come too!" He announced happily, grinning. "Are we gonna piss on stuff to mark the territory?"

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Witchpaw was next to arrive, taking a firm stance next to Fadingmoon. He blinked, listening in as Frank rambled on with big words he couldn't understand, and frowned. What was wrong with Frank? What was a biochemical? Or a conventionalist? He grimaced, glancing at Fadingmoon to see if she had an answer.

"What are you up to?" The young paladin trainee asked, tilting his head.

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bump,
@LITTLESTAR G. D.
@MERCY .

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"I'd be kind of scared of them anyways," The black cat snickered, then wondered why their own clan was called Blizzardclan. There wasn't many blizzards, or even snow. So perhaps he should stop being clan racist.

He watched Eggpaw, and felt nervous. Oh god, it was a crush. He liked him. And he was gay.

"Wanna see my place? I moved out of my dad's hut as an apprentice."

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> is someone who will still eat hawaiian bread with ketchup

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Witchpaw had a crow friend, but it wasn't common knowledge- Witchpaw didn't let him walk with him unless he was sure it was safe, and being in a clan wasn't exactly the safest thing. Still, the child hadn't experienced death, but he was still wary of letting his crow friend be with him.
One day was rather peaceful, so he went and strolled outside, the little bird hopping beside him. He smiled, finally happy and fully healed.

He knew something was probably going to go horribly wrong, but for right now, it was good.

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The purple-black feline waltzed over, seeing a familiar face. He took a firm stance next to the smaller Wintercub, his lilac eyes staring at the small Knights of Eden creature. He could tell their scent as he had been around many only a while ago. He too had attended the trial of Dahlia, and her mad rants and justification still ran through his head. He was bitterly reminded that there were some leaders who would happily murder their own clanmates. He was glad Sweet was so nice. Would she snap too?

"Hey." He grinned, looking at the she, and flicked his tail. "It's nice to have ya'. I'm Witchpaw. I saw you at the trial." He really should of said I saw you run away at the trial, but he wasn't sure if she wanted that brought up.

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Witchpaw paused, watching the two interact. They were certainly odd- they were extremely close, it seemed, and Robin seemed to stare at his bird as if he was wondering why the hell would someone keep a pet. Well, for Witch, he had found the injured bird as a child, and took it in and helped it, and now it didn't want to leave it's side. It was strange- for he had met some speaking crows, and this one was incapable of intelligent speech. He paused, then looked at Robin and Wintercub. They were young children, and possibly too young to understand his motives. He glanced at them once more, and then looked at Lonepaw.

Lonepaw agreed with him, and he nodded. "Hiya. I'm Witchpaw." He grinned. "I haven't seen you around. Are you new or am I just stupid?"

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what's up cool kids

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Ah, this was their vice-leader, it seemed. He found ladies in high powers were generally very pretty, and he felt heat rising to his face. He blinked, trying to find the right words, and then began talking once more after his pause.

"It's nice to meet you too, M-Miss Mercy. Thank you. Uhm, in Blizzardclan?" He also had to take a moment to think about this. How was it in Blizzardclan? "Well, nothing too notable. So I guess it's going good." He grinned.

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The ambassador had been nearby anyhow, so he decided to attend. He sat down, somewhere near Giovanni, and listened to Mercy speak. So they had an Ambassador program as well? That was neat, he thought.
There were no promotions, and he figured that was due to the smaller size of Hawkclan. He was not used to those words, as Blizzardclan was huge and had a lot of high positions. It really broadened his horizons in that moment, and nodded.

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"Okay. Let's start now!" He said excitedly, and that was probably what Sweet expected. He was full of energy and full of admiration for the leader. To think, she was his mentor! It was still boggling to him.

"Yeah, I had a few fish. Oh- before we start, I went to Hawkclan, and they have an Ambassador program too! I thought that was pretty cool. They're smaller than us and sometimes their meetings don't have any promotions. I thought that was crazy." He chuckled. "And their current leader, Littlestar, is on a journey, so their vice-leader, Mercy, is taking over for the mean time. That's like Pierce taking over for you, right?"

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The paladin trainee smiled as he padded over, looking at Mel. She seemed confused, and he blinked. "Oh- you're new, right? When Miss Sweet-or any leader- says 'gather for a clan meeting' it means we're having a meeting! These meetings tell us important stuff and events. They're really cool." He smiled. "Miss Sweet does them at least once a week. Other leaders have different time frames." He grinned. "If you're confused by anything, lemme know cause' I got mad knowledge." He joked.

Witchpaw sat next to her just in case she had anymore questions, and then listened to Sweet. Sylmae was gone, he knew that, and there was a modification to the thief title. That sounded really cool, and he wondered if he was old enough for a rescue mission.