Deputy - she/her - ?? - tag; Svenja
Deputy was caught off guard by the cheerful mew, "o-oh uhm hi. Sure, I'm Deputy by the way." she gave Svenja a smile hoping she wasn't too awkward.




purrzxlla wrote:ezreal // tagged; none // dark // het
Ezreal gazed at the stone floor beneath his paws, letting the dark magic course through his veins. The familiar sense of power rushed into his body, causing the tom to shudder slightly. He flexed his claws eagerly. "Never thought I'd leave my true home," He muttered to himself, rising to his paws. He slunk over to the Visitors, a sling bag hanging from his shoulders. The contents were simply bandages, water, a few mice packed with ice, and his small little book of notes.

Samiel-takes-over wrote:A. - he/him - ?? - tag; open
A. grabbed his bag and threw it on his back. Giving one last glace around his room he opened the door and hurried out to join the group of Visitors. He arrived panting and found his place in between two cats and sat down to wait.




purrzxlla wrote:ezreal // tagged; none // dark // het
Ezreal gazed at the stone floor beneath his paws, letting the dark magic course through his veins. The familiar sense of power rushed into his body, causing the tom to shudder slightly. He flexed his claws eagerly. "Never thought I'd leave my true home," He muttered to himself, rising to his paws. He slunk over to the Visitors, a sling bag hanging from his shoulders. The contents were simply bandages, water, a few mice packed with ice, and his small little book of notes.

purrzxlla wrote:[color=#svenja // tagged; Deputy // earth // bi
"Ooh, me too! I remember my mom telling me that it's quite a scary place," Svenja's mewed. But as she thought about Home, her tail drooped. Her old, unfavorable childhood memories all came surging back to her like a tsunami. Her father crying out for help ; her mother being attacked by a fox ; and she running away from the mess, too scared to fight or help. Immediately she felt weak, her eyes dulling of any energy from before. But she didn't want to make an impression that she was sensitive to such things. Svenja shook her dark thoughts away from her mind, then coughed once, letting her positive thoughts come back to her. "Ah, but I don't think I might be up for challenge. Are you?"



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