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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 1, 2016 21:31:38 GMT -5
Yeah, once it get's started up a little more I get into my grove it just like the the beginning part that's a little hard for me. Sorry I took a nap, i was almost about to pass out. ]
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Post by Featherwing on Oct 5, 2016 20:11:40 GMT -5
[ This week... just... ughhhhhhhh ] |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2016 20:55:09 GMT -5
 {WHat happened Fea?} |
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Post by Featherwing on Oct 5, 2016 21:07:30 GMT -5
[ Just so much. So soo much. My birthday is on saturday, this week has been riddled with tests, quizzes and essays and next week it'll be worse because midterms are upon us. It's okay tho, I'll get through it ] |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2016 21:14:51 GMT -5
{I wish you luck} |
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Oct 6, 2016 13:24:51 GMT -5
hey guys! ]
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Post by Featherwing on Oct 7, 2016 11:38:53 GMT -5
Okay so I can't be bothered to find out where we are, so what I'm going to do is fast forward to the warriors ceremony and after that we'll jump to a new day, okie dokie? |
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Oct 7, 2016 21:51:26 GMT -5
{{ i'm down vuv sorry for the inactivity as of late, btw- idk that i'll be on too often this weekend considering i work, but i'm here tonight
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Post by Featherwing on Oct 8, 2016 18:44:57 GMT -5
Happy birthday to me  |
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Oct 8, 2016 20:47:04 GMT -5
 i'm sleep deprived and my daith piercing is pouring blood but happy birthday cx
i'll have to draw something decent as a gift eventually lol |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2016 20:50:51 GMT -5
{Happy Birthday Fea X3} |
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Oct 8, 2016 22:12:43 GMT -5
I tried drawing something and all I did was sad and unnecessary, i'll try again when I'm not listening to a movie in the middle of a funeral xD
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Post by Featherwing on Oct 9, 2016 15:29:28 GMT -5
That's beautyiful Iro!!! Thank you everyone for birthday wishes!!
I'm a little off kilter because my friends and I may have had too much fun last night. Recovering, will rp when I'm back up to snuff |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2016 15:35:31 GMT -5
{Alright Fea take as much time as you need.} |
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Oct 10, 2016 17:38:52 GMT -5
hey, here but kinda poofy- i'm doodling atm
speaking of, little pistol, do you mind if I sketch your oc?
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Oct 17, 2016 17:19:17 GMT -5
{{ What a strange world in which they lived in. If anything, he tried not to think about it too much. Oh, no, he'd rather not twist his mind into an empathic jumbled mess he couldn't tease apart into comprehensible thoughts. And so was the tale of how Mulberryleap came to enjoy his naps so, basking in the sun and allowing it's warmth to soak into his pelt till it's light had ebbed and darkness cloaked the tries like a heavy woolen blanket. For the time being, he even had the pleasure of laying with his niece, watching with one half opened eye as she tediously groomed through her pristine pelt for the half dozenth time since she had sat beside him. Small and dainty by comparison to his larger frame, yet she carried herself as if she were far above him. He didn't mind too terribly much, though he felt Sweetrose was little to no aid in remedying his niece's attitude regarding others. But again... none of his business, now was it? And so his eye drooped close again and he dozed, one torn ear flicking in time with the inhale of a deep and resonating snore. "If you continue grooming, you'll have no pelt left to clean at the end of the day." He mumbled in a low and droning tone, muffled by sleep and his own typically groggy nature. "Better that I have no pelt than look like a rat come nightfall," She had answered in a light, clear cut tone meant to stab at his ears until his attention was fully gained. Chin dragging along the ground, eyes blinking open albeit half lidded, he waited and watched as she tucked her chin and gave him a decisively cool stare. "Or to bristle like an unkempt and filthy squirrel." She finished her sharp retort with a stinging remark, of which he found only to inspire a low huff of a laugh. Alright then, Laurelpaw, whatever suits your mood. He knew better than to argue with the likes of her.
"You're a prime example of that." He'd raised his head on insult, some sort of half witted come back on his tongue, but the rough swipe of her tongue over his forehead silenced his words. One of her odd bonding moments, he'd assume. Head dropping again did he begrudgingly allow her to groom out the knots and clumps in his thick pelt, he eventually leaning into it and giving a rusty purr. What could he say? He adored grooming. More on the lazy spectrum, he only did it himself whenever his pelt got too out of hand, but the gesture felt impeccably nice whenever someone else did it. Advantages of having an uptight and beauty oriented niece he'd suppose; at least until he found that special someone in his life to harass into doing it for him. The thought was nearly enough to encourage another chuckle of the richly colored feline, he having raised his chin now and allowed Laurelpaw's incessant grooming to continue along the fur of his throat. Ah, but no one else would tolerate his antics he was sure. Plenty fine with him, as most things were, he would just remain a blissful puddle of fur in the sun.
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Oct 27, 2016 19:43:26 GMT -5
Q//)-(\\Q
friendly little bump I suppose
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