Posts by JusticeSaver

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px]Well, this certainly wasn't pleasant. Dead had grown used to the comfortable heat of his mother's womb, and this? This was not the comfortable heat. A small grunt passed the newborn coywolf's lips, a way to express his discomfort. He pulled himself after Skeletonpup, pressing against Sevensins' stomach. This warmth, inferior compared to what he had unceremoniously left, would have to do for now.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px]Dead was also late, though he really didn't care. The coywolf pup weaved through the crowd until he found his sister, taking a seat beside her and flicking an ear. Why was everyone laughing? This didn't seem funny. A small sigh escaped the brute's lips; hopefully everyone would start taking this seriously.



    /i'm starting sex ed in a week lmao

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px]The coywolf drifted over and simply dipped his head. Huh, he hadn't even known her name before. Oh well. Names weren't all that important, anyway -- merely a word or two or three to associate with faces.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px]Short and to the point -- Dead liked that. In this sort of situation, there was no need for the stiff 'name and business'; there were no seconds wasted over a mere question. "Welcome to ShadowClan." the coywolf pup said, tone monotonous. "I'm Deadpup Drachen DiLaurentis." Damn, that was a lot of D's.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px]Deadpup wandered over, ears lilting curiously and attentively towards Alaska. The coywolf pup took a seat and waited for the femme's announcement.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px]/rolls in
    anyone want a thread?

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; overflow: auto; height: 250px; width: 450px]i hope you pass with flying colors !!


    AW HELLZ YES
    WE GON' PARTY WOO



    nng i should make a hawkclan charrie again i really liKED HC BUUUUT MY MUSE FOR BEE WAS BECOMING VERY SPOTTY

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px]The lupine drifted over, an ear tilted towards Blacklight and the others gathered in a vague display of curiosity. Dead took a seat beside his mother, jiggling a leg, and leaned against Sevensins' leg, waiting for further announcements

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px]Wow. Nilakk had just realized that she hadn't made Deadpup a meet and greet. Oh well, she'd make that later. The child of Sevensins padded over, giving Juuzou a quick once over. "Deadpup Drachen DiLaurentis," he introduced himself. "A pleasure." The latter phrase was so dry it could be taken for sarcasm, though that was merely the pup's way of speaking.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px]Well, hot damn. Dead stood near, yet far at the same time, watching Manicpanic and Blacklight. The aura around the coywolf pup was quite awkward, though he didn't feel awkward. Strange, but true.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; overflow: auto; height: 250px; width: 450px]hello there, new friend !! cx




    AND YES DO IT DANNEHBOI DO EET
    THAT'S WHERE SOME OF ME ARRY AND RADY'S CHARS ARE DO EET



    also rady i demand a thread between dead and seven where she coaches him in evil things

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=transparent borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px]/dandan !!


    Dead loped over to the amassed group of creatures, giving the large dragon a once-over -- which took awhile and was quite noticeable, considering Sovngarde's size -- and settled to the ground, curling his tail around his paws. A leg absently jiggled, casting away all the "crawling" sensations he felt throughout his leg.