eveningsong [tutt]

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Reply Ravenfire
4:33 AM on February 11, 2016 
Msg me when you wanna RP!
Reply Cherryblaze
9:08 PM on February 8, 2016 
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Reply Littlepaw
4:03 PM on February 8, 2016 
lol why thank you u3u
Reply Ravenfire
4:45 PM on February 6, 2016 
Oh xD That's a sweet ship name lol. It's possible, they would have to get to know each other better though
Reply eveningsong [tutt]
3:04 PM on February 6, 2016 
A saturated sunrise woke from it's slumber, red, orange, and yellow watercolor brush marks showing themselves across the pastel blue sky. Snow was melting, tendrils of water flowing off them and slithering like snakes through the forest of grass. The earth below was soft and moist, becoming its usual peaty self.
Reply Ravenfire
9:20 PM on February 5, 2016 
what is that?
Reply Cherryblaze
10:05 PM on January 20, 2016 
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Reply Cherryblaze
10:05 PM on January 20, 2016 
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Reply Swanfrost
9:48 PM on January 20, 2016 
haha thank you cx
Reply Cherryblaze
3:43 PM on January 20, 2016 
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Reply eveningsong [tutt]
10:26 PM on January 19, 2016 
Driftingstorm spotted the group of rouges roo late. The gargantuan white tom slamed into him, forcing all the breath out of his lungs. All he managed was a sputter of breath. His precious prey was knoked away several mouse-lengths, and he couldn't have reached them even if he tried. The giant black-and-white toms massive paw was pressed down on his neck, and he could feel his thorn-like claws jabbing slicghtly into his small (in comparison) neck. Anger burned inside his chest, and spread throught his body as the large molly spoke. Gray fur rimed his piercing yellow-orange optics, making his gaze even more emphasized in anger. Forcing a smirk, he chocked the words out, "Heh, didn't give 'em to 'ya miss- I don't even think you deserve that title- you kinda cheated. What, too afraid to get you precious little paws dirty?" he spat out every word, each one laced with icy venom. "Your not a clan, your a stupid cult that doesn't know how to act. Maybe you need a babysitter?" Driftingstorm made a ridiculous pouty faced as if he was looking at a ignorant kitten. Anger burned through his whole entire body, fueling all his biting remarks. "Ha!" he choked out, "What an idiotic, mousebrained name! Eggs? Ha!" he snickered, fixing his fierce gaze upon the tom. "You think you can defeat us, but you have never been so wrong... And I'm not your 'dilibery boy', and I do have a name. I'm Driftingstorm 'ya fight flea-bitten theives!" at that the dark tom used the advantage if his smaller size to shoot out from under the tom named 'Eggs' even if his neck and fae did get scratched a bit. He whirled out from under him and kicked his powerful legs against his white-and-black a**, which pushed the large tom over a bit and rocketed Driftingstorm through the snow, father away from the vicious rouges. "Your so weak that you can only attack the clans weakest ones, and destroy their stuff when they are gone!" he hissed. The tom ran over to Dawn and rammed into the molly, knocking her off balance for a second, just enough for him to grab the rabbit (the bird was already eaten) and run home, hoping the rouges didn't persue.-- this is what drift thinks of the shredders
Reply natalya
12:11 AM on January 17, 2016 
-makes heart eyes at the brendon gif-

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