Posts by DESMOND.

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    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]The kitten watched with intrigue in her bright green gaze as the bigger animal dropped the basket and out spilled some really weird shaped things. They even smelled funny, like dirt but that wasn't dirt...or was it? The child slowly crept forward, tail raised in the air as she ignored much of the crowd that was going on around her. As young as she was she didn't have any interests in herbs or being taught things that her short attention span couldn't stay focused on for long. No this little weird thing on the ground had her attention and she wiggled her rump in the air as sh crouched down low and leaped forward on top of a bean. It took no seconds for the bean to end up in her mouth and she started chewing on it, teeth crunching against the dried skin of the outer shell.

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]"I'm Duchess!" The tyke echoed in her excitement at seeing a new face among those she was slowly starting to remember day by day. It would take a while before she remembered names but soon she would start to understand things and perceive them better in her young mind. But for right now she was delighted to see someone that was as white as she was and the fluffy little kitten waddled her way over, eyes wide with curiosity before she sat down near the black and white female she knew better than the rest of them. Her paw lifted up in a fashion of a way, making rapid downward strokes before hitting the ground permanently. "Hi!"

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]There was no sense of fear or urgency in the small tyke as she wandered around Blizzardclan's bottom territory. None at all as she was too enthralled with the butterfly that had led her astray. She'd been following it for quite some time and the white wings of the insect were rather pretty, just like herself! Well, she didn't considering herself pretty but she liked the colors of her fur and she liked this butterfly too. Those were the only things that the small kitten was thinking about as she struggled across the ground attempting to keep the insect within her own line of sight. Her small muzzle was slightly parted as she leaped across the ground, huffing softly with each leap. It was exhausting but she really didn't want to lose sight of the butterfly. "Back!" She mewed out as if the butterfly would understand that she wanted it to come back to her. She fumbled a little bit on her next leap, landing in a large pile of snow that covered her white and soft grey body almost hiding her from the view of others. The bad side about that was she was most certainly stuck and she squirmed in an attempt to pull herself out feeling just a bit scared now that she was caught in the trap of the snow.

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]Her body wiggled some more and she mewled softly for help when it didn't do anything to get her out of the mess she had gotten herself into. Though when a voice spoke up she became really really still, hoping that whoever it was would help her as she dug small claws into the wicked cold of the white stuff. "Help!" She knew that world, she'd used it before and people had come to get her out of things so maybe this animal would do the same right? It was worth a shot and she waited quietly for something to happen. Though when it didn't she started to get a bit distressed until another voice spoke up asking about back. She was slightly confused with how he had used back. Back meant, come back, right? Her ears pulled forward when she felt teeth grasp into her scruff and pulled her out of the snow. Her little head shook for a moment to dislodge any that was on her head as she was settled down and she swiftly turned around to look at the male that had helped her. Oh, he looked like the black and white lady from home. Home? She looked around then before realizing she wasn't near home anymore. Oh boy, that couldn't be good but then she was distracted by the boy's voice again, bright green eyes looking at him curiously before she flicked her small tail abit. "Someone? Snow?" She echoed him with a questioning tone before she pushed to her paws and waddled closer to him attempting to sniff at Wintercub.

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]Oh, oh! what was going on here? The little child waddled her way over as quick as her small paws could carry her. She didn't know what the black and white lady was saying but she wanted to be a part of it. Her little body squirmed through the crowd of animals that had started to form and she looked up at the canine as she began to speak. Most of which went right over her head but she wanted to be a part of this so she was and she smiled about that very thought. Her little tail curled against her fluffed up body as she listened with child like energy spreading over her face. It was a marvel how strong the canine looked and how she commanded and the kitten wanted to be like her or maybe that big cat that had done the battle stuff. Battle. She didn't even know what that really mean but she was sure that it was important. On note of the ambassadors the kid widened her gaze and she wanted to do that, whatever it was. Her paw lifted up pointedly and she wiggled before dropping it back down. But what was she to do about the ambassador thingy? "Amssssadur...me!" She wanted to do it cause she was big girl and could! She wanted that B one. The B name that she had said. Blizzard something. "Blizzuardclan." After that the kid fell silent and listened to the rest of what the lady had to say and she talked of someone she didn't know and something else. Crypts. What was that? She was confused about it but didn't say anything.

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]The baby didn't even seem perturbed by the fact that this monster could lean down and snap her up with one gulp. No she was too enthralled by his massive claws to think of that and she toddled over with excitement gleaming in her bright green gaze. The little kitten moved with clumsy speed and attempted to climb over the massive raptor's claws, clinging with sheathed paws as she tried to get up on his foot. Her little body didn't weigh much but hauling herself up against gravity was a challenge that she didn't even know she had to defeat. "Hi, hi, Huge!" She breathed out in a huffing voice as she tried to clamp onto his large claw again and hoist herself up.

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]"Flowver?" The small voice called out with a light breath of excitement as the kitten tumbled forward. Her little mind didn't process the scent of blood as a threat. No more than just curiosity at the new smell that lingered in her muzzle despite the large flower she was carrying in her jaws. It was an orange tulip from the gardens, one of the first that she had killed. When she'd first snapped the stem of one of the plants she had been distraught over it, thinking herself to be a murderer. But then someone had told her that it was alright and she didn't need to worry about it. So that meant killing the plants was okay. She'd been excited then and went to kill more of the pretty flowers and keep them with her till they wilted and turned ugly and black. But this one was perfect and just murdered and she wanted to give it to someone. So when she saw the new dingo she waddled toward him with eagerness pulsing through her small limbs. Looking up at him she tilted her head to the side before she dropped the flower at his paws. "Flowver."

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]The little kitten had been playing alone by herself. There weren't many children her age in the Sanctum but that didn't seem to trouble the tyke. No, she was happily murdering a few flowers, nipping their stems till they fell over and she could collect them. That was what she thought she was doing anyway, killing the plants. At first she thought that murdering was a bad thing, that killing the plants meant she was a bad animal but someone had told her that it was okay to kill the plants and the kitten took up that murder was okay. It puzzled her why no one else seemed to kill the plants too but soon that though left her mind with ease. She was walking back across a narrow stone way when she paused as she saw a pattern on the floor. It was strange that she never noticed it before, the gentle orange glow of it. Dropping her flower with excitement the child made her way over to it shifting her eyes over the strange and flowing intricate shape. It seemed to pulse with energy and the moment her paw stepped on it a strange feeling of warmth lifted into her body.


    It made her giggle and she walked along the shape of the pattern not even known that what she was walking on was some type of trigger in the shape of a roaring fire. Her small paws moved with delicate precision to keep her on the glowing shape when all of a sudden she stepped on a part that was glowing more strongly than the rest. A click was heard and then the child squeaked as the roaring flame shifted beneath her, reshaping itself into a strange symbol though still collectively looking like a fire. For a moment nothing else happened until the ground started to tremble and shake near the small feline. She cowered back as the floor started to slide open, into a pit of darkness with stairs leading down into the dark abyss only lit with bright torches. Leaning forward a bit the kid sniffed, eyes holding a bit of curiosity as she took a step onto one of the stairs, cold wind whipping up to greet her.


    //so for this i was thinking the rune on the ground had laid dormant until herthe had come back again

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]omg yay threads!


    @deadboy, i'm all game for having a thread with him. i was gonna have nameless be really happy in the meeting and walk in circles around him cause she is his assistant but never got around to it. but if you want him to adopt her i'm all for that! as for naming we can definitely plot that out. before we had planned on herthe giving her the name Andraste but we can talk about this for sure! who makes the thread?


    @_Betrayal_, dino dad to the rescue! definitely don't mind a thread with the indominous. nameless thinks he is so freaking cool! who makes?


    @AODH., sure thing! nameless is gonna bring him more flowers since he liked the last one, or she things because she has a hard time understanding speech still and is learning. who makes?

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]A fan he had definitely gained for the tiny child found the dinosaur to be exciting. She especially liked the way his scales felt against her little padded feet. The little kid often wandered alone in the mysterious forest that was home to the Sanctum. She was well oblivious to the dangers of being this small and being all alone. Something could easily snatch her up but she just seemed as carefree as every with wide bright eyes that spoke of her innocence to the world. Her little tail swayed back and forth as she bounded through the high grass attempting to see over it. Then she noticed the large mound of scales and was delighted all over again. Quickly she walked forward, gaze looking over his massive form before she bumped his back leg with her head. "Hi! Huge!"

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]Truthfully the child had never seen anything like it. She was so unsure of it that she just stared with her mouth open. It was a rock and it was talking and moving! Her little mind didn't know how to process this because rocks didn't move and they didn't talk. She knew this for a fact and she was so unsure of that to even do in this situation. Maybe she should say hi, usually hi worked in all situations and she wiggled her rump before she bounded over on small grey white paws. Her little tail was held up in the air as she hopped her way over, moving just beside Deadboy before she scurried closer to the marble lion with eagerness shinning in her eyes. This could be a new friend too. He could be her talking buddy. They could learn things together and she could learn things from him. Her expression grew more open as she lightly attempted to paw on his hard paws with her tiny one before the serval kitten sat down with a satisfied huff. "Stone! Hi!"

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]The child had just been walking when a stinky smell had pulled through her nose. It was so bad and she shook her body a bit as if that would get the smell to go away. But to her horror it was still there and she was breathing it in! Her paw came up to push against her nose as she parted her jaws on a gag, eyes watering just a little before she slowly attempted to find where the smell was coming from. She shivered with each pawstep in the right direction until she came to the scene with the rotting meat and bones with rats tearing at it. Shock and fear pulsed through the small kitten and her pelt fluffed up. Everyone was just watching as if it was a live show that was the best thing they ever saw and she recoiled from it. Stepping back and couching low against the ground. Her eyes were wide as she let out a soft mrrow of fear before she covered her eyes and curled her tail around her paws. But she could still see it, the blood, the rats and their horrible large yellow stained teeth coated in blood and it was horrible. Her ears pulled back as she shook her head a bit but didn't dare to say a word because then that would bring attention to herself and what if the rats at her too.

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:420px;text-align:justify][size=8]name has logged in.
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    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]She'd seen it and she knew that she had seen it. Thus was the reason as to why the little tyke was outside of camp right now and waddling her way as quickly as she could through the forest just beyond. She wanted to talk to it and make friends with it but it moved so fast that she had a hard time keeping up. "Wait!" She squeaked out in a bit of panic as she caught the creature hop off behind a tree. Huffing softly she crouched and jumped forward over the tall grass, hopping just like the thing she was following and it got to be very very tiring after a moment. After a little while she panted gently as she leaned against a tree, eyes half open as if she might fall asleep before she stumbled her way forward again, only to turn around the tree and spot a large hole in the ground. Little did she know that that was the rabbit's burrow but she had a feeling that the creature was down there. She sniffed a bit, pulling in the scent of the rabbit with curiosity she leaned down toward the hole and pushed her paws in the dirt before she started to dig, throwing sand behind herself as she looked at the hole with delight. It'd come out and play with her she was sure. "Out. Come out!" She mewled brightly as she continued to toss small pawfuls of dirt behind herself in her eagerness to have a playmate for the day.


    That was when something she didn't understand happened to her. A brown blur and the world just turned dizzying for a moment. The kitten was pushed back hard and she laid there on the ground for a moment, heart beating rapidly and body shaking. But she didn't even understand what had happened just then. Blinking she slowly sat up and she tilted her head before she looked back to the hold. Nothing had changed and what she had dug out remained. It was when she felt something running down her head that caused her to lift a paw and tap at her cranium. The substance leaked down the bridge of her nose before dripping down the sides of her maw. She looked at it on her paw and tilted her head a bit at the color of it, such a pale green but it smelled like iron. The kitten even licked it to try and understand what it was but she couldn't figure out that the rabbit had come out of his home and swatted her on the head, piercing her flesh and causing her to bleed. No, she just was confused.

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]"Cleo?" She echoed the large stone lion's name with curiosity and questioning in her voice before she lightly nodded her head. She liked that word, it was a nice word and the little feline jittered a bit in her happiness. She lifted a paw and lightly tapped the lion on the paw to get his attention again when he started to speak to Deadboy once more. He'd asked her something, the big dinosaur had asked her the same thing and she wasn't too sure on how to answer it. She didn't know. She glanced back at Deadboy, eyes searching the male before she looked back to the large stone lion before her. What did she say? Her eyes flicked to her slightly grey paws before she shuffled them in her small thought bubble. "Name...less."

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify][size=8]The small kitten blinked once, eyes flicking up to look at the doggy lady that came forward. What was wrong with doggy lady? She looked worried. The female frowned then eyes flicking away to look back at the pale green substance on the palm of her pad before she looked back at the hole. Her eyes narrowed just a bit and she shook it before standing up suddenly. "Digging...then head spinny." She spoke spoke softly before she looked down to the ground and saw droplets of the same pale green stuff that was running down her face. This was so strange for her but she felt detached from the situation. She wanted someone to hold her...it was scary and she closed her eyes before shaking her head again.

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]The little child didn't know what was going on around here. Not in the slightest but what she did smell was something rancid. It made her stomach turn and frightened her just a bit but she continued to move forward without too much thought to where she was going. Her head was patched up from her recent run in with a rabbit but she hardly thought about it even now. Her little paws scurried up and she focused on the nice big feline who had did that thing that one time. She remembered! But something was wrong with him and she scuttled forward, attempting to press her nose up against his head gently. "Mister..big cat, okay?"