Posts by Quirky.Korie1

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    [img width=200]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic…q_YRItLxANy48cZSD4FnVM2TJ[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#4D6E63; borderwidth=2px; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-family: book antiqua; text-align: left; font-size: 8pt; color: #225752]being colton;; ``The dark haired boy smirked and leaned back a little, his eyes focused on her. "You know Princess, you're really into him, huh?" He asked after his boy was out of the garage. Intrigue sparkled in his eyes as he slid them up and down her body.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#4D6E63; borderwidth=2px; width: 200px; height: 50px; overflow: auto; font-family: book antiqua; text-align: left; font-size: 8pt; color: #225752]mood ``Bummed / area ``My Garage / tagged `` Kronic Muzic, Code, Adrian




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    [c] Little Blue Girl
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    Lavenderfrost;; ``


    Rosepaw;; ``"That's not what I mean, Creampaw." Rosepaw hissed softly and shook her head in sadness. She longed for the time spent with her mother, staying there in peace inside the nursery, never having to worry about anything beyond the next nursing. She sighed softly and flicked her ears.


    Freze;; ``The white she-cat eyed Silverstep warily and then frowned a little, her beautiful felt ears twitching briefly. "I don't really know. Clanlife has been good. But I've been a loner all of my life." Her accent was a lot richer due to having just awakened from sleep. She looked towards the medicine she-cat and sighed, "It would be nice, but...."




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    Lavenderfrost;; ``"Cinderpaw!" Lavenderfrost yowled for her apprentice, her tortie ears twitching slowly. She sat up straight and her tail flicked. She looked towards the entrance of the apprentice den wondering where the younger she-cat could be. 'It's nearly sunhigh. Where is that cat?' She thought bitterly. Cinderpaw was due to be an apprentice soon, she couldn't waste the day away. A purr of amusement rose in the female and she shook her head. 'I was her age too.'


    Rosepaw;; ``


    Freze;; ``She sighed and then her tail tip twitched, "I guess. I've nothing to go back to." She mewled softly.




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    [img width=200]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic…q_YRItLxANy48cZSD4FnVM2TJ[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#4D6E63; borderwidth=2px; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-family: book antiqua; text-align: left; font-size: 8pt; color: #225752]being colton;; ``He laughed and looked around briefly before slipping into the driver's seat of his car. He looked towards his friend and rolled his eyes, "Come on, you could do way better, Princess." He jested lightly. Although he thought of Cody as a brother, he still believed the beautiful Loni could do much better with her spare time then the nutty skate boarder.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#4D6E63; borderwidth=2px; width: 200px; height: 50px; overflow: auto; font-family: book antiqua; text-align: left; font-size: 8pt; color: #225752]mood ``amused / area ``car / tagged `` Kronic Muzic




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    [c] Little Blue Girl
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    [img width=400 height=150]http://tinyurl.com/livingtang[/img]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-size: 10pt; color: #FC325B; width: 300px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-family: book antiqua; text-align: center][size=30pt]T[/size]he brown tabby trotted through camp and stopped, hearing the sound of her leader's voice asking a question. She sat outside his den and waited solemnly. 'He was looking for me.' She frowned and shook her brown head. Livingtang felt guilty. She'd gone and made herself known to the bobcats, they'd probably be doubling the patrols around the area of the twoleg nest.


    The leader of the bobcats walked from atop the roof of the twoleg den, his powerful muscles rippling beneath the pale colored pelt. 'Those cats reek.' He snorted. His son, the one they called Flightpaw, still held the stink of the clan on his pelt. A stink that he longed to be rid of the bobcat was sure. 'Soon, he will have our scent! And be a true member of the group.' The large bobcat thought and smirked a little, baring the razor sharp fangs beneath his lips.


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    mood;; ``worried
    area;; `` camp
    tagged;; `` none
    mate;; `` nope/open




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    [c] Little Blue Girl
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    [size=7pt]*looks astonished and picks up Berrynose, lovingly cuddling him* You all are mean. Berrynose is one of my favorite characters. So what if his tail got cut off in a fox trap? He's still a wonderful character.


    Yes, he has flaws. But that's whats so great about him. Unlike Firestar who is made out to be "oh so flipping perfect." It sickens me. No one is perfect. Firestar is too perfect. I love Berrynose. He's an original.[/size]

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    For her, to fail, was unacceptable. She was tough, strong, and able to lead her clan; yet she failed in following simple orders. 'Do not - under any circumstances - interact with the bobcats.' She'd seen the cubs sheer size and it frightened her greatly. She'd nearly lost her fur when she'd had to intervene and lead it away from her beloved clan mates. Hissing in frustration, the lithe brown tabby waited for her punishment, her head held high. 'No doubt they've told Featherwood what had happened, I'll be in trouble for certain.' She decided venomously.


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    mood;; ``worried - ashamed
    area;; `` camp - Leader's Den
    tagged;; `` none
    mate;; `` nope/Featherwood




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    Bumping?
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    [c] Little Blue Girl
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    [size=30pt]DawnClan...[/size]


    ...A new beginning


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    Tigerlily
    mood;; fake / area;; ?? / tagged;; Frostpaw, Darklight




    The feline shook her head and whispered towards her apprentice, "Try to scent only prey food. Everyone will be hungry by the end of the day." She meowed. The leader and rescue felines would be home soon, and she wanted the fresh kill to have plenty of prey. The she-cat looked to the leader of the patrol and tilted her head. She loathed Solsticewing.




    Darklight
    mood ;; curious / area;; ?? / tagged;; Frostpaw, Tigerlily




    The tom just walked with the she-cats, his eyes taking in everything to see. He was thinking of Frostlight and her kits. He wanted a way that he could get her to open up more.




    Lonelykit
    mood;; happy / area;; nursery / tagged;; every nursery cat




    The little silver kit shrugged and then watched Smilekit walk off. '[i]She's so friendly!

    ' Lonelykit envied that friendliness and longed to be like that. She caste a swift glance towards Lightningkit then looked down once more. 'I hope he doesn't know...' She sighed softly in her mind and continued to wait for the older kits' reactions.




    ooc ;;
    sorry everyone for mine and Cinder's absence, we've been really busy as of late and haven't been able to come online too often. We'll try to come on more.[//color][/fancypost]


    [color=#569EB7][c] Little Blue Girl

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    Lavenderfrost;; ``The she-cat laughed softly and rushed passed her apprentice and into the tall forest. She flicked her ears and scanned momentarily before taking a path down towards the training area. "We'll start there and work our way outwards." She meowed back with a purr.


    Rosepaw;; ``


    Freze;; ``The little she-cat nodded sadly and shook her thick block looking head before laying it on her paws. "It's great here..." She meowed lightly.


    ooc ;;
    I think she does. But I wanted Lavender to take her out one last time as an apprentice. Since she should be having a ceremony and I haven't really gotten to role play with Lav's apprentice.




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    [size=7pt]Well, he has a lot to prove in his mind. I can sympathize with him though. He was born from a kitty pet mother who does absolutely nothing for the clan aside for kit sit. And he lost the she-cat he loved - admittedly he got another mate who he adores but still. He had a lot going against him. He has a right to be somewhat boastful. It's not that he's an ass, just eager to prove himself to everyone. Maybe he thinks he needs to prove something to himself.[/size]

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    Two foes on the verge of forgetting everything they had been fighting for. Destiny unfolding in the heart of the red woods. And a silhouette behind the church glass. TallClan and RuptureClan need more members to make their destiny a reality. With a multitude of vast plots, advanced style role playing, passionate warrior styles, and fierce battles. TallClan and RuptureClan are two clans you do not want to miss out on. Join either / or both clans today!


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    Name
    furytalon {spirit}
    Gender
    a she-cat
    Age
    of about nineteen moons
    Rank
    leader of whistleclan
    Kin
    testing
    Mate
    testing
    Kits
    testing[/fancypost]


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