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Post by Light on Sept 20, 2024 23:42:30 GMT -5
FrazzleLocation: Forest Edge With: Percy ( Feathertalon ) Grinning all the while, Frazzle flattened his ears not a moment too soon, Percy’s paw just brushing the tip of it with his playful swipe. The end of Frazzle’s tongue peeked out cheekily. He loved the energy Percy seemed to carry about him. He was fun. He was uplifting. He was... strangely almost familiar. As Percy continued, his tongue retracted and he suddenly lifted his head from the snow. His eyes regained their sparkle at Percy’s words of possibility. “Me…? A star? I can be one too?” A wide grin spread across his face as many starlit fantasies flitted through his mind. Why yes! I’d make a great star, I would!But as soon as Percy began to describe the first lesson, his face fell. Frazzle’s gaze dropped down to the bird still firmly in Percy’s possession. Then it rose to meet Percy’s gaze with skepticism. A look that clearly said: ‘You just want me to help you carry that bird, don’t you?’But then he got thinking. When was the last time Percy ate? How about his friends? Frazzle new the forest had dreadful hunting in the winter. After a couple moments, Frazzle’s good nature gave in and with a little shrug and smile he rose to his paws. The fluffy orange and white tom gave a biiiiig stretch, then shook the snow out of his fur. His muscles were indeed sore from the day’s efforts, but he knew he’d likely be right as rain by the morn. Days such as this were not all that uncommon for the young tom. The biggest difference would be losing direct access to the Good Fellow’s delicious foodstuffs. Ah… those delectable tastes and scents. The one that came from the bird right now. It didn’t really hit him right now, but he knew that he’d be missing the place over time. Perhaps the fire and shadow bunch would forgive him over time. After all, they had no way to get to the Good Fellow otherwise. Not that he was all too worried. Good Fellow was the best, but there were other options around. And if was reeeeally craving it, maybe he could sneak in while they were away… “Heh.” Frazzle hopped out of the small hole in the snow he had made for himself. “D’ya got a party going over at your friend’s den?” he asked as he bent his head down to snatch up the other leg of the bird.
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Post by Light on Sept 20, 2024 23:42:50 GMT -5
WHOOO! PAGE 100!!!
Great job everyone! ^^
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Post by Myst on Sept 21, 2024 0:52:08 GMT -5
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HAPPY 100!!!
I should be getting replies up sometime this weekend c:
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Post by ivypool4life on Sept 21, 2024 7:53:09 GMT -5
woo-hoo 100=]
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Post by ivypool4life on Sept 21, 2024 8:31:42 GMT -5
Amber ~ Barn ~ Finch, Alice, and Kite ~(Feathertalon , asrise )Amber shrunk back at the blows directed toward her and struck Kite's large paws, as her reproached her. She tried to silently gesture to Kite so she could to follow her but she just ended up in another play-fight. As Alices response came she widened her eyes at how intense it was. "But-bu," Everyone has a dad the black tabby exclaimed silently. "Why can't we have a dad?" Amber asked curiously continuing to her not so secret spot Amber yelped out loud as her mother leapt in front of her. "I want a father!" the small cat let out a screech of protest then realizing how dumb she sounded she groomed her chest and squeaked out "it's not fair."
(Amber just trying to cause trouble lol)
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Post by MotherofSolace on Sept 22, 2024 14:12:18 GMT -5
( I’m cool with who ever you choose Myst ! Just post a starter of whomever and I shall reply (: also sorry for just now seeing that post )
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 22, 2024 19:04:44 GMT -5
Page 100!!!! Will try to get replies up tomorrow c;
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Post by Myst on Sept 23, 2024 0:39:45 GMT -5
I think I'll toss Binx at Samson - I've been wanting to use her more c:
weekend was a bit busier than expected and I have an appointment tomorrow morning but I should be able to start drafting replies/starters after that c:
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Post by MotherofSolace on Sept 23, 2024 8:34:47 GMT -5
( sounds great! (: )
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Bisexual
rεdwιllow
I'm back in the building again
Pronouns: she/her/they/them
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Post by rεdwιllow on Sept 23, 2024 14:01:26 GMT -5
Firefly - The pines with Maple (Myst ) "You came to the pines...because you were bored?" The black tom eyed Maple, trying to get a read on this odd ginger cat. One moment, it seemed the smaller cat was more thistledown than brain. The next, intelligence seemed to shimmer in his eyes. Who was this cat? Keeping his catch close to him, Firefly sat and curled his tail over his paws. "I'm not necessarily new around here, just haven't been here in a while." Firefly regarded Maple again. There was certainly something more that the ginger tom wasn't telling. But why should he care? Firefly kept to himself. It was better that way. Even his own kit... Well, that was over with now. The black tom snorted softly and shook his head. "I'm Firefly," he finally offered. "I don't have a real reason for being here. Just where I ended up. Hunting might be bad now, but it's leaf-bare. Hunting is poor anywhere."
Jasmine - Twolegplace with Fran (whispering) Jasmine blinked kindly at the old molly and led the way over the fence and across her garden, glancing back a couple of times to ensure Fran was following. She ducked through the cat flap that led into her twolegs' nest. The two adults were in the kitchen, scents of their meal drifting into the larger living area in which the two cats now found themselves. Jasmine turned to Fran beside her. "Their kit must be upstairs. But like I said, she's pretty harmless. She may try to pick you up, but if you gently pat her hand, she knows you don't want that." The pale orange molly nodded to the plush bed that lie beside the larger cushioned seat for the twolegs and padded toward it, settling on the soft pelt and tucking her paws beneath her. "This is my favorite place to warm up after I've been outside. If you'd like something to eat, my bowl is just inside the kitchen."
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Bisexual
rεdwιllow
I'm back in the building again
Pronouns: she/her/they/them
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Post by rεdwιllow on Sept 23, 2024 15:11:52 GMT -5
Risky - Forest near the river with Ambassador (asrise) Risky half yelped, half growled when Ambassador pulled them by the scruff off the ice, then shook their pelt indignantly when she released them. After that, it was a game of watch-where-you-step as they followed Ambassador through the marshes. This was the one place Firefly had never taken them, and they were beginning to think that their father was afraid of the damp landscape. But then, Firefly's always been a coward. Pushing that unhelpful thought away, Risky stepped up beside Ambassador as they approached the rapids, taking in their surroundings. They took note of the rocks that provided a vantage point for fishing, then glanced downstream where the snow melt pool must lie. It took a moment for the tortoiseshell to absorb what the smoky molly had said. "How thick is my..." Risky looked sharply at Ambassador. "You don't expect me to swim in this, do you?"
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
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Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 23, 2024 20:09:16 GMT -5
Percy »
The ginger and white tom’s whiskers twitched with amusement, his tail swishing back and forth in delight. With the bird securely in their possession and no longer in the sight of dangerous alley cats, Percy was light hearted and jovial once more. There was no need to worry about finding prey or worry if he was going to make it back home without injuries. The woodland was welcoming him back as his paws crunched atop the snow touched only by snow birds and squirrels. Even if the cover of bare-branched trees and sparse brush made the air cooler, this was home. This was where Percy belonged. This was his element.
Free of tension and anxiety the tabby and white tom was able to loosen himself up and crack jokes, able to freely laugh alongside Frazzle and truly enjoy the time he was getting to spend with him. ”Of course! Every cat can become a star if they so desire, you just may never be as good a star as I am,” he mused, nodding his head to an imaginary beat as he puffed his chest out and stood tall and proud. For all his grandeur and despite the display he was pulling right now, Percy was sure he would never be that great of a star. If he continued down the path he was treading right now and the whole Clan thing came to light then he would more than likely join StarClan at some point, but he doubted he would truly be important. He’d become a star, but would he even be remembered after just a few generations? Percy could talk about how he was going to be great all he wanted, but deep down he wasn’t sure if that would ever be so. But did it matter? Why put himself on a pedestal when what he truly cared about was his friends and their wellbeing? That’s what truly mattered in the end.
But that didn’t mean Percy couldn’t have some fun here and there.
Yet the smirk upon his face faltered, his chest and posture deflating when he was met with the skeptical look from Frazzle. Percy could decipher it all too well, and for a second he had himself convinced that the young tom would decline his ‘very important mission’, yet there was something else in Frazzle’s gaze that had Percy stopped, that made his brain tickle with a sense of familiarity. This was his first time ever meeting Frazzle, yet he was shifted back to seasons ago when he had been younger, when he had still been a wide-eyed youngster living alongside his mother and littermates. Percy recalled getting that look from his sister Dahlia many a time, the same eye color and all.
… Dahlia. It had been a long while since he had thought about her or any of his littermates. He had always gotten along the best with Dahlia. How was she, he wondered. Did she still live in the woods or had she gone to live somewhere else? Did Frazzle know of her? He seemed like a relatively social cat, so perhaps they had crossed paths once or twice… Looking at Frazzle he had to admit that he reminded him a lot of his sister. That cheeky grin, that shade of hazel eyes…
Despite his observations the older tom was rather oblivious. The dots did not quite connect.
The worry about whether Frazzle would stick around or not vanished when the tom spoke up once more. Percy let out a breath he hadn’t realized was even trapped inside his throat. His tail curled, a new smile forming across his muzzle. ”I wouldn’t quite call it a party…” He trailed off, casting a glance toward the large bird. If Poppy were healthy then perhaps a party could be arranged, but until she was better then there wasn’t much they could do party wise. ”But there’s a really important cat who needs this, and the quicker I can get it to her, the better.” He prayed that Frazzle could sense the urgency in his voice. Percy would explain Poppy’s situation as soon as he could, but right now he needed to focus on getting this food back to the den and just hope that she would be able to eat some.
[ percy is oblivious and will need some other cat to point out that he and frazzle look very similar ]
Finch »
Finch couldn’t recall a time in which his mother had ever been this angry. He had seen her frustrated and at her wit’s end, but angry? Especially angry at them? This had never happened.
The black tom flattened himself against the ground, eyes round with shock and fear. He shuffled in closer against Kite, yearning for any source of comfort he could get. Alice had never been so harsh toward them… What had happened between her and their father that made their mother this reactive? Had their father tragically died? Did bringing him up cause Alice so much grief that it caused her to lash out toward her own kits? The curiosity of a kit buzzed in Finch’s mind, his desire to know about his father so large that he felt as if he could explode into a plume of black smoke, but under the intense glare of his mother, Finch balked. His tongue was frozen. Slowly did his eyes shift from Kite to Amber, heart thudding against his chest as he watched his sister try to sneak away only to be intercepted by their mother.
His throat went dry. ’I never want to hear you speak of this topic again’. His mother’s voice was sharper than anything Finch had ever known. If words could physically harm another then he was sure Alice’s tone would have slashed deep into Amber’s flesh.
”All you need is a mother, and you three have that. Is that understood?” Alice’s green eyes cast daggers across her litter. Finch shifted under her piercing stare, unable to speak but able to nod his head. He understood. He would never speak of his father to his mother.
But that didn’t mean he couldn’t speak about his father to Kite or Amber.
Alice remained only a few pawsteps away, but her glare had finally turned away, the lithe tortoiseshell easing, her hackles slowly smoothing back down. Finch took this as a chance to look between his siblings, first Kite and then Amber. Finch wasn’t one to cause trouble, but this whole topic of their father and discovering this desire to learn about him was egging him on, pushing him to be a little braver than he typically was.
The black kit leaned his muzzle toward Kite’s ear, and as quiet as he could he whispered, ”Do you still wanna find out if we have a dad or not?” These words were not loud enough for Amber to hear from where she was, but Finch flicked his tail this way and that in her direction, hoping she’d notice and catch the drift that a plan was in the process of being made.
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Post by Myst on Sept 23, 2024 21:30:15 GMT -5
Dew -- Traveling the Moors | With Tracker - ivypool4life The way he echoed her words back at her drew a quiet but amused hum from her. What better time than the present, right? His next words though, drew a more attentive gaze back to him. There was something more, she was sure of it. Just what, though, she couldn't pry from his visage alone. "Why wouldn't I? Nothing wrong with feeling a bit lonesome in the cold season," Dew started, round eyes flicking just so as she looked him over. "Unless, of course, that's not the real issue?" While not accusatory, her tone wasn't exactly light either. She may not be the brightest star in the sky, but she picked up on emotional queues well.
Alas, a bout of wind took part of his home away and he bounded off to retrieve it. When he returned, it seemed that he was ready to move on. After another second passed, she nodded and offered a smile. "Let's~" The molly was off immediately, turning and flicking her tail for him to follow. As always there was a little bounce in her step as padded through the moorland, one of her ears angling towards the younger tom occassionally. "Haven't been to the barn this season - snow's made it hard. It'll be nice seeing everyone~"
Blue eyes turned towards the tabby for a moment. "You could join me if you're lonely, you know. I think roaming about could suit you well."
Maple -- The Pines | With Firefly - rεdwιllow Offering a nod as the other sat and curled his tail about himself. "Wouldn't you? A change of pace is nice sometimes - better than withering away in the same place forever." As the black tom continued, Maple found his own thoughts drifting a bit. Why did he get bored of the same place so easy? Or was it that he'd simply taken a liking to traveling often? Hm. He came back to himself in time to hear that, like himself, Firefly didn't really have a reason to be out here either. "Hunting out here is always poor, though. There are better places to be - wouldn't it be easier to just end up somewhere else?" To him it was just that easy. Simply walk around until you found a better place to hunt. Or exist, in his case.
Although, if one were to stay simply because they landed themselves here... "Have you seen the abandoned twoleg nest?" The question was sudden, all portions of his previous thought process gone in an instant. It was almost like prey was something he hadn't even been thinking about to begin with. Standing, the orange tabby leaned back and down, stretching out his front legs as he continued, "Probably one of the better places to be on this side of the woods." His tone was just as noncommittal as it'd been when he spoke of the little mouse, though it was a little brighter now and he grinned at the thought of traveling. "Come on, I can take you there~ Good for a day's rest."
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Post by Myst on Sept 23, 2024 21:32:40 GMT -5
Binx -- The Moor | With Samson - MotherofSolace Barn life was... interesting. And a little overwhelming. While she was generally left to her own devices by the other cats, but there always seemed to be something going on somewhere on the farm. It was never quiet the same way the pine forest was. A break had become... necessary. So she'd slunk out of the barn, making her way under the fence and into the brittle grasses beyond. As the sounds of farm life faded behind her, the little black molly could feel herself relax a bit.
Releasing a soft sigh, Binx found her pace slowing a bit. As the relative silence of wildlife settled over her, it occurred to her that she hadn't truly relaxed in a good minute. In this moment as her slow walk eased into a stop, it didn't occur to her that she may need to check for scent borders or watch her back. All she knew was that she was tired. Tired enough that she found herself first sitting, then slowly sliding forward until she was laying down. Orange eyes drifted closed as the barely there sounds of distant rabbits and the occasional bird call lulled her into a light sleep, leaving her unaware of her surroundings.
(I'm so sorry this starter is kinda mid)
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Post by asrise on Sept 23, 2024 22:48:33 GMT -5
rεdwιllow Feathertalon ivypool4lifeI'll probably have responses up in a day or two, but I am getting quite busy... I signed up for a lot of stuff.
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Post by runningsky123 on Sept 23, 2024 23:40:36 GMT -5
Myst hoping to get replies up tomorrow if you wanna do ones for Shadow and Honey and the dogs! I believe I just have that thread, soot ‘s, and Feathertalon ‘s? If I’m missing anyone tag me and lmk!
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Post by MotherofSolace on Sept 25, 2024 5:59:35 GMT -5
( don’t worry Myst! And I shall reply ronught after work (: )
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 25, 2024 14:50:33 GMT -5
No rush on responses from anybody, it’s definitely getting to be a busy time for everybody!
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Post by asrise on Sept 25, 2024 22:53:12 GMT -5
Ambassador - Forest near river with Risky (rεdwιllow ) “Well, you don’t have to get all the way in…” Ambassador brushed at her whiskers. “I understand it's not comfortable to get wet in this sort of weather. It can bring you a nasty sickness if you aren’t careful to dry off, but this is the only way to fish.” She tiptoed into the water, hissing softly as the bracingly cold water met the pads of her paws. Still, her thick fur on her paws blocked out most of the icy water from touching her skin. But not everyone has such a thick winter coat as I do, Ambassador thought to herself, looking back at Risky, who was still standoffish at the idea of laying a paw into the pond. “I’ll tell you what,” The massive molly began. “You stay at the rapids, and you only need to put your paws in. I’ll swim in the pool, and catch whatever you miss.” She was almost impressed with her idea, finding a way to mix teamwork with a new way of hunting for the younger loner. After all, loners might benefit from learning the value of a little company. Before Risky made a move, Ambassador opened her mouth to give one last piece of advice. “Just keep yourself grounded. The current’s something fierce here, and I know you don’t want to fall in. Does that sound like a plan?"Kite - Barn with Alice, Finch and Amber (Feathertalon , ivypool4life )Kite nodded eagerly as Finch whispered in his ear. “Of course I do!” He hissed back. But how would they even begin to find out who their father was when Alice seemed to be so against them knowing? He shrunk away from her, looking towards Amber, hoping their sister would take the hint and join them. “What do you think we can do?” He mumbled back to Finch. They might have to leave the barn if they wanted new information, especially if none of the barn cats would cooperate. But surely one of them knows who our father is, right? They've been around since we were born after all.
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Post by MotherofSolace on Sept 26, 2024 19:00:41 GMT -5
Samson ♘
As the sun rose higher within the sky, the figure of a tomcat could be seen silently creeping along the dried yellow tall grass of the moorland. Jaws slightly parted enough to let air drift over tongue, he waited to catch scent of any prey within the area. Ears perked forward, he listened closely for the tiny paws of critters scurrying within the grass. Just the slightest twitch of an ear as the sound of rustling grass reached his ear. The scent, rabbit.
Samson lowered himself, paws carefully placed as he made his way toward the sound. Stopping mid step, eyes caught sight of the rabbit he was stalking. Back legs readied for a pounce as he waited for the perfect moment. The rabbit's head looked up, but facing the way he was positioned. Then he struck , launching himself at the rabbit. Its terrified wail sounded and then was quickly cut off as he quickly and mercifully took it life.
Quickly scooping the rabbit up, he then began to trot through the grass in search of a place to eat his meal, somewhere that the sun would warm his back. Turning a corner he suddenly came to a stop as he came a few tail lengths from trampling a dozing black cat. What in the heavens? He thought as he looked at her.
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Post by Light on Sept 26, 2024 21:04:02 GMT -5
FrazzleLocation: Forest Edge With: Percy ( Feathertalon) Frazzle had taken up the burdensome “lesson” in his jaws once more, and was padding right alongside Percy through the cold leaf-barren wood. The chilled air tickled the ends of his whiskers and numbed his nose. It always seemed to feel cooler in amongst the trees when compared with the large twoleg dens of the twolegplace. His ample fur puffed out against the low moaning breeze that made its way through the trees. Perhaps he had sat in the snow a bit too long for a day such as this. It would be little concern however, as long as he was dragging around the bird. He peered over at Percy as the older tom responded. The tom moved briskly, as if in a hurry and Frazzle nearly trotted to keep up. Percy spoke of a female cat in desperate need of food. Frazzle’s ears instantly perked and he couldn’t resist grinning around the leg he carried. “OooOohhh, is she a special friend?” Frazzle asked excitedly, though sounding somewhat muffled around his share of the burden. His ears wiggled cheekily and his brow did a little dance. He gasped as another thought occurred to him. A special molly with an intense need for food~ who else could it be than Percy’s pregnant mate! “Are you going to be a daddy?! I wonder what she’s like. I bet she’s suuuper pretty! HEH! I can already picture all those little star-heroes running around, knocking things over and saving lives.” As soon as the idea had formed, Frazzle ran with it, rambling on enthusiastically with very little pause. He picked up the speed in his excitement, going at a full trot. (When someone jumps to incorrect conclusions. XD XP) (Pfft! Frazzle would be pretty oblivious on that too. His pelt is usually a bit dirty/messy too, so that’d probably hide it some.)
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 27, 2024 5:10:47 GMT -5
Make it a running gag for Smoke to be the key for how all our characters to find out theyre related xD I will reply as soon as I can but oh boy im gonna have so much fun with Percy’s reaction to this
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Post by ivypool4life on Sept 27, 2024 6:51:31 GMT -5
Are you guys cool with another dog being thrown with the barn dogs? (I have a little guy who will probably stumble over there) And soot is Caci open I was wondering if I can throw Wren at her cause of the sibling thing we briefly talked about just making sure it's still okay. Light and soot I think i'm gonna toss Wolf over to Wonder and Boz you guys are still down for that or do you want me to wait.
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Sept 27, 2024 8:44:11 GMT -5
ivypool4life - i may have missed it, but i don't have Wren added to the page. does she have a joining form made?
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Post by ivypool4life on Sept 27, 2024 8:54:35 GMT -5
Yea sorry I didn’t know you never saw it I have two forms on pge 96 I think.
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Post by Light on Sept 27, 2024 9:49:17 GMT -5
(Feather: Smoke not only patches wounds, but also patches families. Heheh. Lol! Oh boy, I look forward to Percy's response. XD)
(Ivy: I'm fine with it. I guess we'll see if it's a go when Soot get's back. ;3)
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