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Oct 11, 2007 1:59:45 GMT 9
Post by acacia on Oct 11, 2007 1:59:45 GMT 9
Acacia emerged from the shadowy alley she and Celseni had been down, her usual cheery self dampened by her regrets. The she-cat's green eyes blazed, mingling with her downy white fur, as pure as snow. Shining in comparison to her sister's grey flank and metallic eyes of turquise, aqua, ultramarine and many others. Celseni bursed out after Acacia and asked in a rush; "Are you Swallow? Tarsen and Tizzy sent us, are you making a clan? I'd like to join, my sister wou-" "I wouldn't want to join." Acacia said firmly. "But I will."
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Oct 12, 2007 2:32:49 GMT 9
Post by Incognito on Oct 12, 2007 2:32:49 GMT 9
Felicia glanced at the two cats, saying nothing, just watching, analyzing. The white she-cat seemed somewhat reluctant to join. Felicia shrugged to herself, waiting forn Swallow to say something. Activity Check: The Jabberwocky ate my house! [/color][/font][/b]
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Oct 12, 2007 18:07:07 GMT 9
Post by .}{EXXI. on Oct 12, 2007 18:07:07 GMT 9
Swallow watched with intrest when first one sister, then the other spoke. "All who wish to join are welcome in TalonClan, but we do require loyalty." With this, the she-cat fixed her peircing yellow gaze on Acacia, "Do you want to join, or not? We will not force you." Or at least, they won't. Swallow's stare was cool but not hostile. She wanted these cats to join but if the one was going to be disloyal she'd be better off just killing her.
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Oct 13, 2007 21:21:20 GMT 9
Post by acacia on Oct 13, 2007 21:21:20 GMT 9
Acacia shook her head, eyes respectful, yet firm. "I'm a loyal cat. But the only reason that I'm joining is because I can't leave my sister." Celseni glanced away slightly, embarrased. "I'm sorry, but that's the truth in general." Acacia shrugged. "But I asure you, you won't regret letting me join TalonClan if you do, though you probably won't celebrate the fact either."
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Oct 15, 2007 0:35:42 GMT 9
Post by .}{EXXI. on Oct 15, 2007 0:35:42 GMT 9
"What do you have against Clans? Or is it just TalonClan?" Swallow demanded, eyes narrowed. She had to make sure all her cats would be loyal. If this fluffy cat was only here for her sister then she would be more likely to turn and run at the first sign of trouble. That was not the kind of cat she needed.
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Oct 15, 2007 3:30:17 GMT 9
Post by acacia on Oct 15, 2007 3:30:17 GMT 9
"I have nothing against clans." Acacia replied frostily. "And I'm sure I'll come to terms with this one, but I have my reasons, and I believe you as the, at least I think you are, clan leader, you shoulder understand that." Her eyes narrowed, usual optomistic self gone. "After all, leaders have moct of those characteristics don't they? Loyalty, honesty-" "I'm sorry." Celseni cut her off, glancing at Swallow. "She get's a bit het up about things sometimes."
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Oct 16, 2007 2:48:43 GMT 9
Post by Incognito on Oct 16, 2007 2:48:43 GMT 9
Felicia yawned, thoughts losed as she imagined Tarsen with Tizzy out to sea. The water glimmering, glittering white rocks fading with the cresent of sand. Then the sky darkened with the sea, the ocewan churned and the two cats plunged into darkness, only bubbles on the surface showing they were ever there. Felicia looked away, lime-green eyes watery.
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Oct 16, 2007 19:58:46 GMT 9
Post by .}{EXXI. on Oct 16, 2007 19:58:46 GMT 9
Swallow considered the cat carefully, she seemed spirited, which was respectable in a she-cat, but perhaps would prove to be a little too willfull. This was not the time to be choosy though, Swallow realised with a flicker of annoyance that was almost straight away replaced by a grim smile, if she does act up to much I could always arrange a llittle...accident for her. "Very well. We welcome you as warriors of TalonClan." She meowed solemly, offering them a more friendly tail-flick after.
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Oct 17, 2007 4:42:16 GMT 9
Post by acacia on Oct 17, 2007 4:42:16 GMT 9
Acacia nodded, vibrant green eyes genuinly comforted, her old personality creeping back as Celseni simply grinned and dipped her head. Acacia hoped she would be able to settle into TalonClan, but she hated to leave memories behind. Just to toss them away. Good or bad.
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Oct 20, 2007 18:15:21 GMT 9
Post by .}{EXXI. on Oct 20, 2007 18:15:21 GMT 9
With a welcoming nod, Swallow turned back to the rest of her Clan, realising that it was getting dark. "Why don't we head back to our territory and make camp for tonight?" She suggested, flicking her tail towards the no-lands. Swallow thought it best to pretend that she took thier opinions into consideration. At least for now. "I think this 'Cobalt' will have gone back to his Twolegs by now anyway."
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Oct 21, 2007 4:40:52 GMT 9
Post by Incognito on Oct 21, 2007 4:40:52 GMT 9
Felicia nodded and headed towards Swallow with the other cats, managing an uneasy smile, and realising, with a sinking sense of defeat, that she missed Tarsen more than sh could say, though her heart sang a lament, loud and clear, of the scarce time they had shared.
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Oct 21, 2007 20:26:06 GMT 9
Post by .}{EXXI. on Oct 21, 2007 20:26:06 GMT 9
[[To the No-Lands!]]
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Feb 9, 2008 12:04:13 GMT 9
Post by ♫ admin on Feb 9, 2008 12:04:13 GMT 9
|| ♫- there's only music so that there's new ringtones... ''Aluminum--or, Lummi, as the mutt preferred to be called--padded along through the alleyway. Nose poking out to scent what was coming up before every turn she made, Lummi felt ready for anything as she loped along. The icy asphalt below her mitts seared her pads, but she was used to it. Stopping at an overflowing tin garbage can, she stood on her hind legs, pulling herself up with her forepaws to give it a good sniff.
Her beady black eyes widened. There was food in here!
Falling back onto all fours, she rammed into the can, causing it to topple over with several loud clangs and crashes. Rotting twoleg food spilled all over the ground, and Lummi's tongue lolled as she pushed her nose through the mess of old food, licking up savory scraps every now and then. This often caused her long pink tongue to scrape across the cold ground, the acrid taste of oil, monsters, and soot getting caught in her mouth.
Finally, she caught a whiff of something good: bacon! Warm slobber accumilating in her maw, she pushed decaying potato away with her nose and devoured the bacon strips in a matter of seconds, savoring the gristle that still clung to their acrid remains as her sharp teeth tore at the meat. She ate a bit more of what she pleased, and, once finished, continued on her way, licking her chops.
Sticking her nose around a corner, she realized that she had managed to find her way back. "Hullo," she barked as she rounded the corner, coming face-to-face with her larger counterparts.
[[ooc;; How'd I do, Psyco? x3 Is it okay? Also, I'm just assuming that Lummi is running into one or two of the other dogs, if you'd rather they weren't waiting conveniently there or feel that I'm sort of controlling your chara, just let me know and I'll change my post x3]] '' ...oh, I won't go, oh, no no -♫ ||
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Feb 9, 2008 12:19:26 GMT 9
Post by dusktalon on Feb 9, 2008 12:19:26 GMT 9
OoC; Amazingly good for your first post, Zam!\\
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Feb 20, 2008 19:07:31 GMT 9
Post by .}{EXXI. on Feb 20, 2008 19:07:31 GMT 9
Twin azure eyes, flecked with white as though holding all the power of a snowstorm in two simple orbs, zoned in on the source of the greeting immediately. The dog tensed for a moment before recognising the familiar goldy-brown form of Lummi. He relaxed, but not completely. The city was a dangerous place, as he'd had the misfortune of learning first hand. Life with his pack had been dangerous too, but not as much. Here you had to be constantly alert, and just because he was a husky did not mean he was safe. Even the cats here were tough, although not tough enough to pose any sort of threat to him of course.
The black and white marbled tom nodded shortly in a sort of solem 'hello' to her before returning to his thoughts. These had turned to ones of his old mate, Rush, for some reason but before he dive into the depths of his loss, his moist black nose tiwtched. Lummi had a food scent about her - she'd obviously just been gorging herself. Polar had to conciously stop his tongue from lolling out of his mouth like a pup. Instead he returned his gaze to her, "You found food?" He barked lowly, glancing about at the other dogs in the alley to see if his hunger was shared.
[[Eh, not entirely happy with that. You wouldn't believe how many times I nearly called him a 'tom'. -facepalm- ]]
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