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So.
This was Bloodclan.
Filled to the brim with sharp, cold hearted cats, large battle worthy apprentices and hulk-looking warriors. Every corner the small kit turned, seemed to lead to another battle scarred cat with a story to tell. Not that she minded the stories, but she liked to imagine dancing in them even more. And, well, this resulted in her being a bit of a dunderhead. But today she was on a quest. For friends. And maybe a late night dance.
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[size=20pt]Flamencokit[/size]
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Spinning round, Flamencokits bright olive eyes showed a flicker of surprise when she saw the tom come round the corner and sit near her. Her first instinct was to curl up her tail around her small white paws and stare, but she felt that now that would be impolite. Carefully, Flamencokit unravelled her tail from between her paws and looked the apprentice up and down. Tom, cinnamony brown colour, gold eyes. . . Flamencokit made a small check list in her mind, so that if they should meet again, she would know he was.
It was odd, but the kit also made a note of the smell. Should they ever meet on a dark night, it would be good to know the scent. As this un-named tom spoke, Coco was staring down at his feet in awe. How white they were! Clean and bright like summer clouds, not a good mix with blood - came her personal thoughts. " Good morning! " Started the female, puffing out her light creamy chest. " My name is Flamencokit! Who might you be? "
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[size=20pt]Flamencokit[/size]
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ooc | Hello! I was wondering, am I allowed to join this rp? :3
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[size=20pt]Flamencokit[/size]
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ooc | hello! :3
ic | What on . . . earth? Since Flamencokit wasn't quite sure what was up with the kits in the nursery, the cinnamon brown kit back tracked towards the back of the den. She had left not half an hour ago, to visit her mother, and came back to see that most of the nursery had been. . . well, drug loaded.
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ooc | x
ic | Go . . . away. . . sun! Grumbling groggily, Flamencokit hopped out of her nest and looked around the den. Where was she again? For a moment, she imagined the hot sunny desert outside and shook her head. No, she was in the nursery. Where she belonged. Blinking open her sleep laden eyes, the jumpy female thought she heard something. " Hello? "
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[size=20pt]Flamencokit[/size]
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ooc | awesome, thanks! But um, where are your kits again? Sorry, not keeping up with rp xP
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[size=20pt]Flamencokit[/size]
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ic | Hesitantly, Flamencokit approached the numerous cats in the nursery. " Um. . . good morning! I'm sorry, but I heard stories? " Her eyes twitched up at the word and her whiskers quivered gently. The female cinnamon torbie loved stories, in fact, she adored them! So when she heard a female talking to two other kits, Coco couldn't help but be drawn to it. " And if so, may I listen? "
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ic | Indeed, even now as they spoke, the sun was beating down relentlessly on their backs. It made Flamencokit shed her fur often in the summer, which wasn't nice, but it kept her cool. Trying not to look to desperate, the female bowed her head to Scorpionpaw. " Nice ta meet you! Mind if we move towards the shade? " The kit asked, all ready swaggering towards the shade of a large, parched tree.
At that moment, Coco wouldn't have noticed that the tom was checking out what she looked like. Mainly because she knew hardly any feelings apart from; happy, sad, pain. That's all she knew yet. Obviously there was the attraction towards her mother, father and siblings. Happy bonds. She knew nothing of Scorpionpaw, so now was good to find out!
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[size=20pt]Flamencokit[/size]
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ooc |x
ic | Unlike the apprentice, Flamencokit didn't feel the instant relief of the shade. The heat wave outside was literally burning through her thick coat and penetrating her skin. It hurt man! After a few moments, a slightly cooler breeze washed over her soft cinnamon pelt and she felt utterly at peace.
As another one drifted along, the she-kit let out a purr and tilted her face in that general direction. " Nice. " Coco giggled to Scorptionpaw.
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[size=20pt]Flamencokit[/size]
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ooc |Is this free to join? :3
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ooc | is this still open for rp? :3
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ic | Well, any kit could be small. But, like she had heard an elder say, it was what was on the inside that counted. Humming gently, Flamencokit was pushing aside a few pieces of her nest that someone had destroyed rather violently. It annoyed her to know that even as kits, they were all ready practising death moves.
Hearing a voice out of the corner of the nursery, Coco whipped her head round and her eyes grew wide with shock. How had the kit get in? When? Why? Whipping her head back and forth, the cinnamon torbie gently made her way forwards. " H-hello? "
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[size=20pt]Flamencokit[/size]
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ooc | she'd probably just stare at the new comers xD
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ic | Blinking up at the tom through the olive eyes that Athena seemed to have handed down herself to place upon her, Flamencokit smiled lightly up at the tom. " So, um, how long have you been in this clan? I mean, Bloodclan. " Was it the heat getting to her head or something? For she seemed to be stumbling on words so often now.
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Hello again Frenchie! xD
I currently don't have any HP toms, BUT I do have Flamencokit - as you can see from this sub-account - who is double HP related and would happily be friends with Bermudakit <3
[This is Luneh should you wonder xD]
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ic | Watching as the to cleaned his pelt, Flamencokit blinked and swished her tail gently. " So. . . you haven't been an apprentice for very long then? " Questioned the intrested kit, keeping her gaze on the tom. She didn't even know when they all got apprenticed! How pathetic. . . Keeping the mumbling to herself, and as another breeze drifted their way, Flamencokit happily flipped up onto her back.
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ic | Hearing a sobbing, Flamencokit dropped the mouse by her nest and turned round to face Silverkit. " Hey. . . are you all right there? "
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ic | Humming, Flamencokit passed out through the nursery entrance and out into the camps center itself. With a yawn, the female stretched out her stiff legs and looked up a faintly spindly tree to see a tom kit. " Good morning! " Called the cheery female, waving her tail to the sleepy tom.
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[size=20pt]Flamencokit[/size]
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ic | " What's cute? " Came a small mew from the corner. She'd been watching the whole scene with interest and found it slightly amusing when the tom had imitated Cairo. Having been roughly woken by her sleep, she found it sleepily fun to watch the banter go back and forth between the few. Clamping her jaws shut, Flamencokit slipped towards the entrance where the female kit stood. " Your very pwetty you know. " Blinked the oblivious kit.
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bloodclan -- femme -- kit -- theme tune
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ic | " What about yours? " Flamencokit asked, tilting her head slightly and drawing her paw to her muzzle to clean. Giving the tom a 'look' through her green eyes, Coco flicked an ear. " I've seen you around before. . . Cedar, right? "
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