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Post by lethal on Oct 24, 2014 20:52:43 GMT -5
The soft patter of Magnolia's footsteps echoed through the area as a heavy-set she-cat scurried below. Her gray features glowed with iridescence under the sun's beating rays, casting off a noticeable light off in the distance. The persian took a seat, her elegant plume of a tail coating her short legs quite easily. The gray cat was reluctant to leave, and she would wait forever if necessary to join these felines. It was her only choice if she was to survive, and she would rather put up with others than die a horrible death.
She had heard the tales of the odd names they gave themselves, so she was going to take her nature-like name and add onto it, to seem less of an outsider to them.
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orangecaramel
Prey Hunter
assistant director
Posts: 38 
Registered: Oct 24, 2014 6:09:57 GMT -5
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Post by orangecaramel on Oct 24, 2014 20:55:54 GMT -5
Orangecaramel waltzed over, her pumpkin-orange fur shimmering in the sunlight. She rather liked the sun - It only made her more vibrant. And vibrancy was beautiful to her. "Mm, name and business, please, darling."
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Post by lethal on Oct 24, 2014 21:01:17 GMT -5
Ew, people, the things she despised most. Forcing herself to dip her head to the fellow feline, she gave out a rusty cough before letting out a coarse voice. "Magnolia, and I don't find it that hard to guess what i'm here for." she said before lashing her tail. Yeah, she was a bit of a meanie, but hopefully one day she would warm up to her future clanmates. "But if your puny and incompetent mind couldn't figure it out, i'm here to join."
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orangecaramel
Prey Hunter
assistant director
Posts: 38
Registered: Oct 24, 2014 6:09:57 GMT -5
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Post by orangecaramel on Oct 24, 2014 21:03:47 GMT -5
She blinked before her sweet-sultry features turned hostile. "Yes, mm, well, you're accepted, I suppose. Hope you, mm, have no plans on making friends around here." came her cold snarl of a reply before she sashayed away angrily.
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Post by lethal on Oct 24, 2014 21:12:13 GMT -5
"Friends aren't exactly in my philosophy." she called after the female before steadily padding after her. She would need to know where the camp was, after all. Magnolia felt no remorse for her words, she wasn't a very caring or empathetic cat. The ashy feline had one purpose in life, to survive. Even if it meant crushing other's feelings in the process.
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Northpaw.
Prey Hunter
Played by: Swiftsong
Posts: 64 
Registered: Oct 24, 2014 1:11:30 GMT -5
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Post by Northpaw. on Oct 24, 2014 22:41:40 GMT -5
Northpaw would have flirted with her for sure, but she didn't seem very friendly. Plus, she might lose Orangecaramel's respect (if she had any) and the female seemed to be the only one who enjoyed his flirting. "Northpaw," the male said with an almost flirty grin, but he pulled back a little. |
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( mischiefstar )
ShieldClan
director of shieldclan
Posts: 18
Registered: Oct 24, 2014 5:59:18 GMT -5
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Post by ( mischiefstar ) on Oct 24, 2014 22:44:00 GMT -5
Even if the joiner didn't have a nice attitude, Mischiefstar was still going to introduce himself. Hopefully, her statement would be wrong. Maybe she would end up making friends! The director padded over, looking at Magnolia with a grin. "Welcome to Shieldclan. I am Mischiefstar, the director of ShieldClan." |
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Northpaw.
Prey Hunter
Played by: Swiftsong
Posts: 64
Registered: Oct 24, 2014 1:11:30 GMT -5
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Post by Northpaw. on Oct 24, 2014 22:45:45 GMT -5
Northpaw only just restrained himself from winking at her and telling her that he was Mischiefstar's son. Because yes, he would show that off to get ladies if he had to. |
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Post by lethal on Oct 25, 2014 8:45:15 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you two, would you be as kind as to stop standing around and show me to the camp?" she asked, restraining herself from making a snappish statement. She had lost the trail of the ginger she-cat, and she wouldn't make it by herself to a place she had never been. Magnolia attempted to seem respectful to the two cats who popped out of nowhere, but her amber gaze wasn't very compliant, and instead bore into the members with an intense and analyzing stare.
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