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Post by мιdnιgнт ✯ on Aug 9, 2014 22:19:09 GMT
The inactivity in this clan disgusted the femme liger. She just didn't like it. She was glad for the site-wide mass demotion, for it was the right then to do, considering that the whole site had basically gone inactive on it's own.
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Post by Civet. on Aug 10, 2014 4:08:56 GMT
orca came over, unsure if he was demoted or not by that spirit horse thing. instead, he came over to horizon in a bored fashion.
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Post by мιdnιgнт ✯ on Aug 10, 2014 10:32:51 GMT
The femme lifted her head to look at Orca, dipping her head in greeting. "Greeting's Orca." she greeted, giving a small and faint smile. It was a disappointment that all high positions had been demoted, Orca was a pretty great Officer.
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Post by Civet. on Aug 10, 2014 11:01:08 GMT
orca nodded back to the leader. "hullo," he had decided to act less insane, or at least how he used to act, because he might seem like some sort of catnip addict or something. well, he wasn't, so he had decided to prove it even if something bad happened the last time he got his paws on catnip.
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Post by мιdnιgнт ✯ on Aug 10, 2014 11:17:13 GMT
The femme nodded before then settling down on her haunches. She was bored that was for sure. She allowed a huff to escape her jaws before then studying the new territory.
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Post by Civet. on Aug 10, 2014 11:25:01 GMT
"i'm bored," orca was the type that can speak his mind freely, or at least most of it. he took a look at the new territory as well, raising his eyebrows but lowering them quickly after. "i'll go hunting," he added. he didn't want to invite her, even if it might be the polite thing to do. he was fine doing it alone if he had to.
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Post by мιdnιgнт ✯ on Aug 10, 2014 11:29:53 GMT
The femme shrugged and nodded. Right now, her roleplayer was suffering from a bad case of the low muse.
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Post by Civet. on Aug 10, 2014 12:07:28 GMT
civvy, on the other hand, had quite a lot of muse because she just finished a drawing and is partying on the inside. orca searched around for a mouse, gnawing on the air surrounding them as he saw others, before, open their mouths to smell the prey better. when that didn't work, which was a few seconds after, he had decided to point his nose up in the air and walk around. a fool, you might call him, but that's true. except, he's secretly a seal from the circus that knows how to balance a beach ball on his nose. true story.
OR IS IT?
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Post by sage on Aug 13, 2014 15:18:10 GMT
Te brown tabby flicked an ear as she sat beside her adopted sibling, and pressed a paw to her stomach protectively. Maybe she was just too overprotective of these kittens, but she didn't know how Orca was going to view them. She didn't know how they would act when she told them he was their father, would he even be a father figure to them? So many questions swirled inside of the femme's head, none of them answered quite yet as she watched the ex-Officer hunt, giving a slightly worried sigh, her invisible eyebrows furrowing just the slightest as she looked to her brown tabby paws, her petite and beautiful face for one hidden by her humiliation.
Humiliation because she had failed. She had failed to keep her sister from dying at the paws of Tris, Had failed to stop Orca from impregnating her. Failing seemed to be something that was common for her and she was humiliated for it.
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Post by Civet. on Aug 15, 2014 18:53:55 GMT
orca didn't glance at sage — it was her own fault for letting him 'impregnate' her, as she calls it. not his fault, hers. if she kept away from him, then, ooh, maybe that wouldn't have happened. he huffed, hunching his back and leaped at a rat that scurried by. he managed to catch it barely, well, actually didn't, but as it was paralyzed in shock, he might as well have. the ex-officer carried the mouse in his jaws and placed it on the ground, stepping backwards.
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