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  • A WAY INTO YOUR HEART - open

    ✦ ✧ ✦ — [color=white]Citron smiled at Natalia, gratefully receiving the papers from her. It would've been much more troublesome, he decided, if nobody had gone to help him. "Thanks," he chuckled a bit as he said this, his laughs being directed to himself at his lack of forethought which would've probably kept the papers from blowing away in the first place. Citron reached back to his notebook and closed the loose papers between the middle of the book. To Natalia's next question, Citron stiffened a bit. The fox was extremely modest, especially towards those he didn't know well, and didn't really want to talk about himself too much. "Well, I mean, I can. I don't really... do it for fun," he tried to explain his motives as best as he could without sounding over-conceited. Yes, he didn't draw just because he wanted to. Citron was quite the avid researcher, and this usually required him to be good at drawing things for analytical purposes. "You... saw the flower one, right? Well, you have probably noted by now that trails of, uh, buttercups are behind me when I walk, yes?" he decided to continue.


  • A WAY INTO YOUR HEART - open

    ✦ ✧ ✦ — [color=white]//rip my muse too
    Citron took the rest of his pages from Grayarea and did what he had done with the ones from Natalia; enclose them inside of his notebook. "Oh, thanks," he replied to the raccoon's comment. "Well anyways, the flowers are like, a power... or something? It's kinds annoying to have them behind you wherever you go. Uh, The notebook is for learning how to control the power," he explained. "Except, well, I have no ideas as to how,"


  • ready or not here i come -- BIRTH, open

    ✦ ✧ ✦ — [color=white]Citron had heard the familiar voice of Planchette, remembering her as the nice lady who helped him when he joined. His curious eyes wandered over to the small group, and he gathered towards the female. He made sure to keep his distance, however, as to not disturb her.


  • I CAN TALK TO THE WHALES | Open, washed up child

    ✦ ✧ ✦ — [color=white]Citron had no milk nor motherly instinct to care for the small creature, but he still came over at the sound of Natalia's voice. "What's going on?" he asked, but soon spotted the small child pressing itself against the much larger snow leopard. The fox's invisible brows drooped in sympathy for the young kitten as it attempted to nurse. He quickly had an idea. "I'll get Planchette for you. I-I don't know if you've met her, but she has enough milk to spare from giving birth," he suggested.


  • weep little lion man // joining

    ✦ ✧ ✦ — [color=white]Citron arrived next, the fox swishing his tail as he stared at the newcomer. He was visibly embarrassed as he stood near the stranger, mostly because he hadn't been out for a few days and was certain that most already forgot who he was. "Uh, welcome. I'm Citron," he introduced.


    // mobile


  • I WILL SHOW YOU THE WORLD | m&g and swimming

    ✦ ✧ ✦ — [color=white]Citron wondered if the kitten had remembered him as he timidly approached it. It had been a few weeks since he had spotted Natalia huddling with the much smaller creature. And yet, Citron barely remembered the incident himself. He was certain that Nemo didn't even know him. So, he stuck to the back of the crowd in an attempt to both not be seen by Nemo and to watch him.


    // mobile + I have no muse


  • WE'LL BE WASHED AND BURIED ONE DAY // aquila's tags

    GENERAL:

    ✧ AQUILA | NO ALIASES

    ✧ assassin

    ✧ adult | 20 months | ages once a month

    ✧ cis male, male ♂| prefers masculine pronouns

    ✧ riverside | member


    ✧ no official titles

    ✧ Bisexual biromantic | single | 0 current crushes | 1 past crush

    ✧ platonic relationships with aquila are of hard difficulty


    IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

    ✧ born in a small town in italy

    ✧ he is from a family of assassins and first started his training at 10 months old

    ✧ his father and brothers were killed after being accused of treason

    ✧ aquila was trained to be stoic, withdrawn, and emotionless, meaning that he doesn't truly possess those traits but is acting like he does. This also means that he has some conflicting traits


    MISC. INFORMATION:

    ✧ has a strange obsession with eagles

    ✧ can speak italian fluently and has an italian accent (i cannot speak italian so please excuse the wording and grammar)

    ✧ only takes his hood off while talking to his friends


    PHYSICALITY:

    ✧ FOX | HEALTH: 100%

    ✧ ref

    ✧ Dark orange with black socks, stomach, chest, back, and tail. White lower muzzle, stockings, tail tip and chest patch. Has orange eyes and a scar across his lip

    ✧ wears a silver cape with a hood that has holes for his ears


    PERSONALITY:

    ✧ SLYTHERIN | THE REBEL | CHAOTIC GOOD

    ✧ SECRETIVE | EMOTIONAL | CHARMING | COMPETITIVE

    ✧ SLY | AGGRESSIVE | CONFIDENT | CURIOUS

    ✧ QUIET | PASSIONATE | LOVING | GENEROUS


    COMBAT & INTERACTION:

    ✧ usually antagonizes others | starts fights

    ✧ vengeful | will kill | may run away

    ✧ physically medium-hard | mentally medium-hard | emotionally medium

    ✧ has two thigh holsters with weapons, one with throwing knives and one with a dagger

    ✧ X-ray vision, telekinesis, telepathy

    ✧ mention puddinghead when needed | attack in [color=]color[/color]

  • I'M NEARLY HUMAN // open, joining

    In the forest, Aquila could almost convince himself he was at home. The same trees, the same grass, the same sounds of water weaving around the rocks. It was quite peaceful for the fox to hear. It was a nice change from the haunting sounds of crows and screams echoing off of walls. How he even survived then, he had no clue. Now, after finally being able to leave that horrible, diseased city, he could live in peace. Aquila sat down, leaning on a skinny tree, and pulled up the hood of his grey cape, making sure to stick his ears through the holes at the top of the hood. Aquila sat there is silence, and flinched when he heard the noise of a footstep. His ears laid flat on his head, and he glared in the direction of the sound. He had no idea that a whole group of animals lived a few hundred feet away.

    tags

  • I'M NEARLY HUMAN // open, joining

    Aquila looked at Reyna with both dread and confusion, the emotions subtle as always on his features. He had intended to get away from other creatures, but it seemed he had ended up just running into more. Yet, he was curious. Who else lived in the forest? What was, as Reyna called it, "The Sanctuary"? He knew convincing her to get answers probably wouldn't help, so he thought of the first thing that came to his mind. "I'm joining. You do take walk-ins, yes?" he asked in his thick Italian accent. Now, Aquila had no plans to stay for long. Only a day or two to explore before packing his bags and leaving with no trace. He perked his ears back up, waiting for an answer.

    tags

  • pumpkins scream ◇ open

    Where Aquila grew up, there wasn't really a Halloween. The fox had heard about it of course, but it was never celebrated where he lived. Even if there were some people that celebrated the holiday, their celebration was usually held exclusively in the larger cities. To Aquila, everything happening was foreign.


    He first decided to observe the pumpkins, with holes carved out to look like faces. To him, they looked like they were all portraying different emotions. He also observed the light that had been put inside each pumpkin, making it's insides glow a bright orange color. It was quite entertaining to watch the spirits flicking around as Tan ran after them. No matter how hard he tried not to smile, a small hint of a grin showed on Aquila's muzzle. "So, what's all this for?" he asked, now feeling a bit guilty for his ignorance. Vorrei che fosse una cosa in cui sto da1, he thought.


    //post joining

    1 I wish that was a thing where I'm from

  • RETROGRADE AMNESIA — open, joining

    Aquila arrived on silent paws, the hood pulled up on his silver cape, as per the usual. He gazed at the newcomer with suspicion. It seemed like amnesia to him as well, but she could always just be lying. Aquila always had to prepare himself for deception. It was a bit strange to him, too, because of the lack of Eos' scent trails. He put a note in his mind to be cautious.

    //post joining

  • CAN NOBODY HEAR ME // open, joining & dual alliance

    Aquila was always an adventurous spirit. So, when he first learned about his new clan's allies, he just had to meet them for himself. By an npc, however, he learned of something about one of their allies that sounded much more appealing than the rest. Stormclan was a center of education above anything. Now, the fox was never the most intelligent person in the world, but being within a group that valued education excited him. He knew that most people in The Sanctuary may not approve of his... special talents. That is, murdering people and being able to leave with no trace. It was alright though, in his mind, because he was killing enemies.


    The fox gazed upon Stormclan's den; a huge, towering castle that rose for hundreds of feet. Aquila had a flashback to the old town he used to live in. All of the citizens lived in a castle, too, but it was unkempt and disease-ridden. "Mi chiedo se qualcuno qui,"1, he thought aloud, nearing the entrance. The large doors towered before him. Aquila pulled the hood of his silver cape over his head and waited.


    // 1I wonder if anyone is here

  • CAN NOBODY HEAR ME // open, joining & dual alliance

    Aquila regarded Fern first, swiveling his head in her direction. "Oh, yes. That would be nice," he responded, a thick Italian accent weaved within his voice. He then looked up to the lion, who seemed as friendly as the other Stormclanner that had approached him. Aquila nodded his head in Fernando's direction and following him into the doors. The fox perked his ears up when he heard the lion say something, probably in Spanish. Ah, Fernando must've misheard. Italian and Spanish sound quite similar, so Aquila didn't blame him. He probably would've done the same thing only in reverse, of course. "I'm sorry, but you must've misheard me. I don't know a word of Spanish," he told Fernando, wondering how rude he sounded in that moment. "Also, I forgot to mention that I'm planning on having a dual alliance with here and The Sanctuary, if that's alright with you, or whoever your leader is,"