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banana
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Moons 19
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Post by honeyflower on Jun 21, 2016 17:10:58 GMT -6
{ take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads A single alabaster tooth bore down upon her delicate lower lip as Honeyflower thought through the tom’s haughty response. It was very clear that neither of them was teasing anymore. Stormhawk obviously meant what he said about keeping her from being deputy. The very idea made Honeyflower’s heart ache. After everything Riverclan has been through, losing our leader and our home, he’d dare threaten me about this? What right does he have? He’s not my deputy! She thought angrily. The femme also didn’t like how he was towering over her as if strength meant everything. She’d just have to show him just how wrong he was, but unfortunately a gathering was not the place. Plus, she concluded, having the Windclan deputy against her while she was living there might not be the best idea. “Well then, all you need to do is something silly! That was our terms, right?” she said in a light and forcefully jolly mew. “Or else, who knows, I might just become leader even!”
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void
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deputy
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Moons 30
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Post by stormhawk on Jun 21, 2016 17:21:28 GMT -6
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Straight from your eyes it's barely me
Beautifully so disfigured
This other side that you can't see
Just praying you won't
remember [attr="class","unstopbody"] Stormhawk’s head tilted down so that his eyes would be cast in a deep and impenetrable shadow. Even though the small bicolor she-cat’s tone had somewhat changed he did not put his trust in her. Even so he knew as she did that a gathering was no place for them to bicker. They’d have to deal with their issues later; one on one. Then he’d put her in her place. The large brute smiled a deceptively perfect smile, with no hint of his inner dislike. He’d play along, for now. “What WILL we do then? Hm? You will force every single Windclan member to eat fish and nothing else.” Stormhawk laughed, a sound that was instantly pleasing and heavenly on anyone’s ears. “I will make you an offer. Instead of doing something silly now, I will owe you a silly thing for later. The time can be my own choosing, but the thing can be yours. Deal?”[attr="class","unstoptags"]150+ ■ open ■ n/a [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald] [newclass=.unstoppable]width:360px;background:#2a2a2a;padding:40px;[/newclass] [newclass=.unstoppable img]opacity:0.9;max-width:100%;padding:15px;border:1px solid #666;margin-bottom:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.unstoplyrics]font-family:Oswald;font-size:24px;text-transform:uppercase;color:#999;[/newclass] [newclass=.unstopbody]padding:45px;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:14px;color:#9e9e9e;text-align:justify;margin-top:-20px;[/newclass] [newclass=.unstoptags]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#888;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.unstoptags span]color:#9e5066;font-size:80%;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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banana
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Post by honeyflower on Jun 21, 2016 17:28:58 GMT -6
{ take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads Honeyflower considered the tom’s offer for a few moments. Her thick, white plume of tail tapped against the cold dirt in thought. For a moment she appeared exposed, even fragile. Her small white paw was lifted and held against her tiny chin as her lips quivered. Then the petite she-cat turned to face Stormhawk with a fake-smile covering her whole face. “Alright. Deal.” Honeyflower stood up and danced a few steps towards the male. She flicked her banner teasingly against his chest before saying, “don’t you dare forget about it.” Before he could respond she flounced off through the sea of cats to find someone else, someone more pleasant, to sit with instead. The femme moved like a fish in water, swaying between the tangle mass of cats with complete ease. Over a tail, past a joking she-cat, through a throng of apprentices, and beneath the great Rock. Her hips swayed seductively with each step, as if to tease the male she knew was probably still watching her. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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