Posts by Ashy luvs Pokemon

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: white; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 10pt;]SunClan? But SunClan were their allies now!


    Skyla's brow creased with worry for the Warmaster, wanting to dash off to get a medicine cat but was too exhausted from the day already. Someone else could get there much faster than the young kitten.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: white; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 10pt;]"I'm not a mouse!" Skyla mewed indignantly before recoiling.


    Hearing that they were going to bring her here, the femme brightened. "Yes, please bring her here!"[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: white; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 10pt;]Parting her maw, Skyla breathed in the scents of the territory and squeezed her orbs. "I smell some sort of. . . Rat," she murmured; the animal she was picking up on was a kangaroo rat. It must have bounded over to the river to drink.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: white; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 10pt;]Painting. Skyla had yet to try this, but it would soon turn out to be a rather interesting habit.


    "Do you have a small pelt I could paint?" the femme inquired softly.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]Nodding eagerly, the femme lightly padded closer to the river, still searching for his scent. She gently crouched down, oculars narrowed. It was funny how her true colors shone when she was around loved ones.


    The partial wildcat stepped towards the kangaroo rat, which she had now spotted. She was in "the zone;" she had forgotten about everything else.


    Instincts seemed to kick in, and a few moments later, the rat dangled from her jaws, Skyla bounding proudly back to Bertholdt. Beginner's luck, of course, but she was very excited about it. "I caught it! I caught it, Da - er, Berty!" she purred, almost calling the ebony caracal "daddy." She hoped he would ignore her slip-up, but it was quite obvious.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]"Thanks! You can have it if you'd like. I can get a fish from the river," she offered, dropping it at his paws.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]The femme dipped her head in greeting to the ScarClanner, ears pinned against her skull in fear.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]Shrugging, the hybrid leaned over and eagerly devoured the rodent until it was only a tiny skeleton and a few bits of meat clinging to it. "What do you want to do now?" she asked. It was a pretty nice day; they could do anything, including swimming, more hunting, or simply walking around the territory and conversing.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]"Um, what are you doing on our territory?" Skyla asked, neck fur bristled and ears flattened. She wasn't too fond of big cats, unless they were Ymir. This tiger was evidently not her mother.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]The femme purred. "I love swimming," she meowed, flicking her tail and padding over to the river's edge.


    Skyla plunged in. The water furled over her head, enveloping her in a cool blanket of water. She smiled as she bobbed up on the surface, grinning at Bertholdt. "C'mon in!"[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]Oh, charming.


    Rolling her eyes, Skyla tried to glare at him but instead made a rather cute "angry face" that a toddler would produce when their parents didn't buy her the stuffed animal she wanted. However, he seemed to be nice enough, so her gaze softened slightly. Clearing her throat, she mewed, "I wanna know because we don't get too many SunClanners waltzing around our territory randomly all too often." She urged herself to keep her voice from cracking; she couldn't be shy nor timid now. At least she had Toni by her side![/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]Skyla knew she would begin stuttering and possibly hyperventilating soon, so she needed to get him off the territory with nice words, if that was even possible. "W-Well, j-just because we're allies doesn't mean we can go prowling around other territories! If I started dancing around in the middle SunClan, I'm sure your leader wouldn't be pleased," she mewed, chuckling slightly at the thought. There wouldn't be any more boundaries if that were the case!


    Flicking her tail when Toni answered, she nodded and added, "I-I've never heard of peyote, either." And I wouldn't give it to you, anyways, with the way you're behaving, she added silently to herself.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]Giggling as she was sprayed with the water, she smashed her own pale paws into the water, hoping to send a miniature wave in his direction.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]"Hi," Skyla murmured shyly, recoiling behind Melantha.


    (rushed)[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]"Mommy!"


    Skyla was exploding with joy when she hopped up beside her on the bison's back and hugged them both. "Never let yourself get captured again," she scolded gently, still happy to have her by her side. The femme aimed to gently nuzzle Bertholdt before returning to the embrace.


    "Thank you for bringing her back, Miss RiverClanner!" she mewed, looking at Bulletinboard with grateful orbs.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]Skyla nervously padded over to the blob of cut-up flesh and nearly fainted. "Is that. . . Temulin?" The snow leopard was related to her; Skyla didn't know how, but family was family.


    "Temulin, hang in there! Someone get Djagatai, and more importantly, a medicine cat!"[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]"Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer had a very shiny nose. And if you ever saw it you would even say it glows!" Skyla sang cheerfully, a shy smile marking her lilac maw.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=pink; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: 180px; color: mediumvioletred; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 8pt;]Seating herself by one of her best friends, the femme glanced at Ululare uncertainly. "Hi, Bertholdt," she mewed, snuggling in her own sweater.


    Looking at the gray-blue male shyly, she blinked and inquired softly, "What's your name?"[/fancypost]