I'm ba-ack :3
Thanks for beleiving that actually was me. If nyone has anymore questions, pm me.
I'm ba-ack :3
Thanks for beleiving that actually was me. If nyone has anymore questions, pm me.
I apologize fort the set-back. Orders will be done soon, or if not, refunded.
I am SO sorry for not replying. If all of you are still here, please give me a recap.
Sorry. I'm moving to a new account, and I'll respond ASAP.
ooc|:Well, I'm on this account again, might as well RP xD
I'm just here to update ranks and such.
ic|:Acantha grumbled and shambled over to the medicine cat den.
Valerie let out a small growl. "Len!"
Valerie snarled. "Shut it. I am your Empress, and I will do anything I please. I need to talk to her about Selene," she muttered, eyes flashing dangerously.
ooc|:Oh, joy. Back on my old account.
ic|:Swordclash growled, pucking his kits up one by one and storming to the warriors den.
Swordclash seet his kit down, his eyes blazing. "You do not speak to them, or that big black cat, do you understand?" he hissed.
Direpaw blinked, taking a few steps backward as Swordcash stormed from the den.
ooc|:You know perfectly why.
ooc|:Oh, well. Hey, Foxeh, are you off school today?
ic|:Swordclash nodded. Fire still burned in his eyes. "Never speak to them! Do you both promise?"
Direpaw nodded slowly, owering her head in embaressment.
Nyx growled, her voice almost in a hiss. "What do you mean?"
...
Bump.
'Tis Whispers in her messy, old account hse shares with her sister.
Direpaw frowned. She didn't like the way Lightweight's leg looked, especially if Blossompoo wasn't here to tend to his needs.
Direpaw frowned, her white fur shining like the moon. "What happened? With Coon, that is." Lightweight looked gruesome and horrible, not at all anything like he did when she fist saw him. His crushed leg seemed to make Direpaw gag, though she was mighty good at hiding it.
Swordclash pluked his kits up again. "I will raise them however I want!" he spat and stormed off, once gain.
Direpaw nodded slowly, taking this in. "Oh..."
Direpaw almost smiled. Despite the circumstances of the moment, she fet happy and contempt. Things were good as ever, in a way, and her mother and father and her sister had survived the snowstorm, thanfully.
Direpaw smiled. She was glad to have him back. He was about the only one, aside from her family, to tolerate her obnoxious personality. Of course Direpaw didn't mean to be impusive and overy proud, but she couldn't change who she was. She was happy to be herself. She didn't want to be Smokestar or Tinystar--they were fine cats, but the weight of responsibility was much to heavy to bare. lus, she'd never be as noble or respectful as Tinystar, let aone respectful and leader0ike as Smokestar.
Direpaw nodded gratefully, coming fourth towards the river. "You were gone for so long," she murmered.
Direpa was reluctant to take a drink, even the smallest of one. Eventually she did reach out with her rough pink tongue and lapped at the crystalline liquid.
Nyx's hand came to her stomach. Her hormones were acting up. Hostility, love and bitterness were magnified. Everything seemed louder, and it was giving her a headache.