Posts by RAJAHCROWNS

A child - a small helpless little kitten, left to fend for herself. How messed up that was. At least she was lucky to have stumbled upon BlizzardClan, where she had been found by various of its members. First there was Ezekiel, who seemed to have the situation handled. Pierce was there too, and seemed very concerned. As for Rajah, well, he stared at the little ball of fur with widened blue eyes, feeling his heart sink into his chest. A tight feeling of worry overcame him, and he feared rather much for his child, though at the same time pondered over his own past, and the way that he too had been an abandoned cub. "Did you just... find her here?" He'd inquire towards Ezekiel, his ears pinned slightly. He'd do anything to help as well if needed, and felt as if their top priority here was to get this child to safety.

Rajah had never seen this one before. Was she a new member? Ah, perhaps. A talent show? The tiger was curious, yet doubtful. He made his way over, only to feel as if he shouldn't participate. He didn't really have any specific talent to show off, and he if he did he was too much of an introvert to let anyone 'judge' him for it. So instead, the massive feline seated himself down near Pierce, glad that he wasn't the only one not desiring to participate, but rather to watch the talents that others had to present. "Yeah, just watching seems nice."

// hOLY OH MY TRACK AHHHHHHH

Mieczyslaw - the son of Sweetophelia who had been taken by the Exiles not long ago, if Rajah could recall correctly. The tiger had heard of him, and had seen him, but really hadn't formally met him, huh? Well, it was about time that he did. Dipping his head toward the kitsune, the male would reply, "It's a pleasure meeting you, and ah - I enjoy studying many things, but anything scientific seems to be most appealing to me." He deeply loved learning about the world, and how things worked and why things were the way that they were.

Turning to Fadingmoon, Rajah instantly recognized her as the one that helped him get out of that pit that Beck had put him into. Still grateful for her generous action, the tiger returned her smile, glad to see her again - even if her words were rather teasing. He was a bit more of the serious type and didn't handle jokes too lightly, but she didn't seem to mean any harm, and so he decided to just look past that. "Oh, hey. Yeah... today is a much better day than that. I am pit-free," he chuckled in an attempt to crack his own joke.

A RiverClanner... looking for a BloodClanner? They were enemies, yes, but apparently this feline had kin there, and so the tiger supposed that made sense. Would BloodClan even appreciate her visit, though? Raj wasn't sure, but nevertheless he was more than willing to stretch his paws out and tag along if needed. "Ah yes, I could come too if that's quite alright," he'd add, hoping that having an extra escort wouldn't be much of a problem. If he was given the opportunity to help keep a visit peaceful, then he'd take it.

He had always thought that he had been over it, but every now and then the memories came back to haunt him. A young cub, abandoned and alone. It hadn't happened too long ago either, no. Eleven months ago all hell was raised upon the new life, but then someone found him. They took care of him, and adopted him, but he let his own fears get in the way so much as to cause him to run away to live on his own. He couldn't trust anyone to stand by his side forever, not after his own parents had left him like he was nothing, and so he felt that trusting anyone could only lead to betrayal and heartbreak. He had to leave, so that his adoptive mother couldn't leave him first.

And now, Rajahcrowns found himself lying on the floor of his room, struggling to breath. His heart was pounding as horrid memories came rushing back to his mind, and one by one they filled him with despair. He felt as if he was in a sort of physical pain, yet there were no visible wounds. Only his soul was aching, causing an odd occurrence to happen which he had never experienced before... at least, not until now. His fur was turning into a dark orange color - his eyes bright yellow. It was almost as if he was a different tiger, but yet he was still Rajah.

Looking at his orange paws, the male felt himself only begin to grow confused. The change of mood, the confusion had calmed him, oddly enough. Then, the color had faded back to the normal black and white pelt that he was always used to. Just like that, it had changed back, and the paladin trainee didn't even know what to think of this. Unbuckling his spiked collar, he would then take it off his neck and began to grasp it tightly in his paws, trying to think things over.

Not once had he experienced anything like this before. His fur had changed color during his moments of panic, and for whatever reason he was beginning to believe that the two occurrences were somehow connected. It didn't make any sense, but then again, most things really didn't. "I just... don't understand," he muttered, flattening his ears back. He liked to think of himself as an intellectual being; as someone who was able to figure most things out quickly with no issue. Why couldn't he make any sense of this?

Chesspieces and Andraste - two excellent choices that Rajah could agree with. Andraste had been around for a rather longer time than the tiger himself had, and seemed like a good member of the clan. And as for Chesspieces, well he was always good tempered and Rajah appreciated that. He didn't like the idea of trusting specific others with his life if it ever came down to that, but he supposed that if he really ever did get hurt, those two he would trust enough. "Congratulations to the two of you."

Rajah? c:

*screeches*

THE POWERPOINT

stripes: amen to that

stripes has changed their name to sir-rajah

sir-rajah: took me a second to figure out how to change my name but i managed to figure it out

// lil' bump! <3

Rajah had plenty of books lying around, not to mention the fact that he could conjure up any single book that he desired. Starting up a public library would surely be an easy task - all he needed was a location for it. It didn't take too long to find the perfect place, either. On the main island there were many empty huts to choose from, and the tiger ended up seeking out a medium-sized one that only had a single room inside of it. Perfect. Setting up shelves and stocking them up with books was certainly the most time consuming part of the task, but Raj was determined and up for the challenge. He organized his shelves based on genre, with the books being ordered alphabetically by title. There was everything any library should have, from sci-fi and fantasy to romance novels, and even educational non-fictional books that could be used for studying purposes (they were his favorite, after all).

As soon as he finished, the paladin trainee realized that there was one thing missing... a sign. Something to put outside, to let everyone know that this was a public library open for use. After all, his only hope was that others would be interested in his creation, and put it to good use. He quickly, but carefully, painted the words "Rajah's Reads" in dark blue on a flat white board and hung it up above the front entrance, stepping back with a grin. It seemed that he was a librarian now, eh? Hopefully he just didn't end up becoming one of those grouchy old librarians.

If Rajahcrowns had known what Max had been thinking, he probably would've been rather sekptical yet flattered all at once. He possessed all powers, and to read someone's mind with telepathy would be easy, but the tiger typically refused to do such a thing. He felt as if he'd be sucked into an endless hole of drama and depression if he had did so, and that's why he just stuck to his own thoughts, and nobody else's. No, he had never met the caracal before - not until now - so it wasn't like he would attempt to read her mind anyways, but her questions did intrigue him. He would politely nod in her direction, listening to her ramble on about photography. Rajah didn't really study photography much, but it was an interesting subject nonetheless.

"It's a pleasure meeting your acquaintance, Max," he responded with a light flick of his tail, raising a single paw toward his chest as he thought for a moment. "Actually, I had just recently created a public library, if you wish to check it out, I do believe that I have books on some aspects of photography. There's definitely a good chance that one of those books is on digital photography," he explained, shamelessly advertising his library it seemed, but it wasn't like he was charging his clanmates anything to rent out books - though of course if anyone was to lose a book, he probably would make them find a way to replace it.

The tiger nodded toward Henny as if it was his way of saying 'you're welcome', before suddenly coming to a pause. The question which the young boy had asked him was unexpected, and surprised him a little. Nevertheless, he'd give his honest answer, his brain revisiting the memories of his past for just a few moments. He could recall all the bitter few nights he had spent alone, with nobody else. Nowadays, being alone was Raj's preference, but of course as a cub that was much different. "Ah, yes, actually I still do from time to time," he explained, having not known that was what Hennessy had been dreaming of until now, and really the tiger only felt his heart break even a little more for the kitten. Sympathy wasn't something that he often felt toward anyone, so it was a nice change for once, but at the same time it was bittersweet.

Oddly enough, Rajah's situation was the exact opposite as Everett's. At first he was all alone for quite some time, though he did end up getting adopted by a loner, but it wasn't long until he was off on his own again. After several months of living with only himself, the tiger had finally joined BlizzardClan, and now he lived with many others. Approaching the scene, the massive male stood along with the rest of his clanmates, giving the new joiner a little nod in greeting. "Welcome. I'm Rajahcrowns." He wasn't really one for a huge introduction, so he kept his sweet and simple, just the way he liked it.

Well shoot, who would've thought that a few males would be left to handle a sort of situation like this. It was rather ironic, actually, but it wasn't as if they were the only ones that had to figure it out. As Pierce had said, Lottie would likely know if there were any mothers around that would be able to nurse this little orphan kitten. He quickly nodded his agreements, an idea that would hopefully save them time popping in his head. "I can quickly run ahead and find Lottie or one of the other medics while you two bring the kitten to camp," he offered, preparing himself to sprint off in search for the healer.

Ah, BloodClan. They were a decent group in Rajah's eyes, though of course he thought highly of them, with them being allies and whatnot. Still, as he was with everyone else, he didn't completely trust them. It wasn't anything personal, it was just the way Raj is towards every single soul on this earth. He was trying to work on it, but at the same time keeping his guard up. He was getting better at communicating, that was for certain. A few months back he was a bit of an awkward mess, but now he at least was more confident in his abilities to be part of social crowds. Seeing someone at the border no longer caused him to roll his eyes in annoyance, but instead he would gladly bound over to greet the visitor, politely nodding in his direction. "Ah, thank you for the gifts," he'd say, scanning the items in the basket, and making a mental note to pick out a candle from it to place in his new library. "I'm Rajahcrowns, by the way. How is BloodClan fairing?"

So many ambassador visits lately. That wasn't necessarily a bad thing, though, no. In fact it was more so a good thing. Rajah was rather tired after a long day of working and socializing, but he supposed that he could take the time to sit down and visit with this WindClanner. Upon his arrival, he nodded towards her, and seated himself with a gentle grin upon his maw. "Ah, hello. Things here in BlizzardClan are going pretty well, yes. We've had quite a bit of peace lately... how about WindClan?" He hadn't heard from them in a little while, and so he was genuinely curious to hear how they've been doing. "And thank you so much for the gifts."

Their numbers had dropped? Strength had fallen? Oh dear, that didn't sound too good. It seemed as if life was now kicking WindClan to the curb, which was concerning to the tiger, who hated to see allies struggle. They had a new leader now though, and sometimes new leaderships were for the better, so hopefully that would turn things around. As Imperia came up beside him, the paladin trainee nodded along with her words, as he couldn't agree more. "Ah yes, I hope things get better for WindClan soon. If you ever need our help with anything, let us know," he'd say, flicking his tail as he spoke. He was certainly not a people-person, but despite being a grump he was polite and helpful, and so he wouldn't dare let an ally down.

sir-rajah: that actually sounds

sir-rajah: really good