♚ -- hello friends, i am here.

[carrie dee.]

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Ｔｈｅ ｂｒｏｋｅｎ ｌｏｃｋｓ ｗｅｒｅ ａ
---ｗａｒｎｉｎｇ
ｙｏｕ ｇｏｔ ｉｎｓｉｄｅ ｍｙ
ｈｅａｄ;
Ｉ ｔｒｉｅｄ ｍｙ ｂｅｓｔ ｔｏ ｂｅ
ｇｕａｒｄｅｄ,
Ｉ'ｍ ａｎ ｏｐｅｎ ｂｏｏｋ
ｉｎｓｔｅａｄ.

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Ｉ ｓｔｉｌｌ ｓｅｅ ｙｏｕｒ
ｒｅｆｌｅｃｔｉｏｎ
ｉｎｓｉｄｅ ｏｆ ｍｙ
ｅｙｅｓ
ｔｈａｔ ａｒｅ ｌｏｏｋｉｎｇ ｆｏｒ ａ
ｐｕｒｐｏｓｅ,
ｔｈｅｙ'ｒｅ ｓｔｉｌｌ ｌｏｏｋｉｎｇ ｆｏｒ
ｌｉｆｅ.

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✶ - - - ❝ come now, a little bit closer. ❞

full name: catherine elizabeth fray
pronunciation: kahth-rin / fr-Ay
meanings: catherine means 'pure', while
fray means 'to be torn or tattered'.
goes by: cat, rin, catherine 
gender: female
age: eighteen years old.
sexuality: straight

✶ - - - ❝ look into my eyes, my soul. ❞

weight: one-hundred and
seventeen pounds { 117 lbs }
height: five feet, six inches { 5'6 }
hair color: catherine has light, caramel
blonde hair that falls down to the
middle of her back.
eye color: she has grey-blue pools for
eyes. they're blue, but when the light
reflects off of them. . . they're
almost silver like new, clear china.
they hold a certain emptiness to
them, though; it's chilling, really.
skin color: she has peach-y skin that
doesn't tan easily.

✶ - - - ❝ my life, forever in riddles. ❞

positive traits: independent, confident,
mature, brutally honest, clever, self-assured
negative traits: frigid, materiaistic,
lonely, hot-headed, empty, self-absorbed
bad habits: quick to judge / too defensive
not entirely reliable / pushes others away
good habits: brilliant listener / protective
great secret-keeper / gives great advice 
fears: catherine does not want to loose her
easy lifestyle. she's afraid of the world and
the what cards it might deal her; she's
perfectly fine with where she is.
dreams: wip
secret: wip

✶ - - - ❝ never fiddle with love. ❞

past relationships: two; none that
truly meant anything to her.
current relationship(s): none as of yet.
crush(es): silly, catherine wouldn't kiss and tell.
family: wip

__Ｒｅａｌｉｚａｔｉｏｎ．
❝ story of adoration ❞


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__Ｊｅａｌｏｕｓｙ．
❝ story of envy ❞


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__Ｒｅｇｒｅｔ．
❝ story of pain ❞


words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.

[carrie dee.]

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Ｔｈｅ ｂｒｏｋｅｎ ｌｏｃｋｓ ｗｅｒｅ ａ
---ｗａｒｎｉｎｇ
ｙｏｕ ｇｏｔ ｉｎｓｉｄｅ ｍｙ
ｈｅａｄ;

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Ｉ ｔｒｉｅｄ ｍｙ ｂｅｓｔ ｔｏ ｂｅ
ｇｕａｒｄｅｄ,
Ｉ'ｍ ａｎ ｏｐｅｎ ｂｏｏｋ
ｉｎｓｔｅａｄ.

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{ rosaline st. claire }

✶ - - - ❝ come now, a little bit closer. ❞

full name: rosaline margaret st. claire
pronunciation: rohz-ah-leen / saynt klayr
meanings: rosaline means 'rose',
while st. claire is merely a family name.
goes by: rose, rosie, lina 
gender: female
age: eighteen years old.
sexuality: straight

✶ - - - ❝ look into my eyes, my soul. ❞

weight: one-hundred and
twenty-seven pounds { 117 lbs }
height: five feet, eight inches { 5'6 }
hair color: rose has light, dirty
blonde hair; it leans more towards
blonde in the summer and brown in
the winter.
eye color: rose has ivy-like pools for eyes.
they're green, but when the light
reflects off of them. . . they're
almost silver like new, clear china.
they hold a certain emptiness to
them, though; it's chilling, really.
skin color: she has peach-y skin that
tans easily.

✶ - - - ❝ my life, forever in riddles. ❞

positive traits: wip
negative traits: wip
bad habits: wip
good habits: wip 
fears: wip
dreams: wip
secret: wip

✶ - - - ❝ never fiddle with love. ❞

past relationships: wip
current relationship(s): wip
crush(es): wip
family: wip

__Ｒｅａｌｉｚａｔｉｏｎ．
❝ story of adoration ❞


words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.

__Ｊｅａｌｏｕｓｙ．
❝ story of envy ❞


words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.

__Ｒｅｇｒｅｔ．
❝ story of pain ❞


words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.

[carrie dee.]

.--"Ｌｅｔ'ｓ ｇｏ ｂｅ ｐｓｙｃｈｏｓ ｔｏｇｅｔｈｅｒ."

ｔｈｉｓ girl; ｔｈｉｓ indescribable 18-year-old, ｗｉｌｌ ｄｏ ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ reckless．
ｊｕｓｔ ｙｏｕ ｗａｉｔ ａｎｄ ｓｅｅ. presley annabelle grayｉｓ ｎｏ ordinary tease;
ｓｈｅ'ｓ ａ stick of dynamite, ｒｅａｄｙ ｔｏ explode.

ｉｔ'ｓ ｈｏｔ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ; ｌｅｔ ｍｅ ｇｏ ｓｗｉｍｍｉｎｇ ｉｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｅｙｅｓ．

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ｍｅｅｔ ｔｈｅ ｏｎｅ ａｎｄ ｏｎｌｙ

“Tʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs, sᴏᴍᴇ ɢɪʀʟs ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴇʏ
ᴄᴀɴ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴄ ʜ ᴀ ɴ ɢ ᴇ ɢᴜʏs. Aɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ’s
ғᴜɴɴʏ ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴅɪᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ
ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ᴛʜᴇʏ’ᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ʙ ᴏ ʀ ᴇ ᴅ. Tʜᴇʏ’ᴅ
ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ. Yᴏᴜ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ
ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɢɪʀʟs sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏғ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ
ᴡᴀʏ ᴏғ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪɴɢs, ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴀʟʟ.
Sᴏᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡɪʟʟ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ.
Sᴏᴍᴇ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ. Sᴏᴍᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ. I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ
ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ.”
― Sᴛᴇᴘʜᴇɴ Cʜʙᴏsᴋʏ

{ p r e s l e y | 1 8 | i r i d e s c e n t }
{ f e m a l e | s t r a i g h t | s i n g l e }

Ｉ ａｍ ｖｅｒｙ ｉｎｔｅｒｅｓｔｅｄ
ａｎｄ ｆａｓｃｉｎａｔｅｄ ｂｙ ｈｏｗ
ｅｖｅｒｙｏｎｅ ｌｏｖｅｓ ｅａｃｈ
ｏｔｈｅｒ, ｂｕｔ ｎｏ ｏｎｅ ｒｅａｌｌｙ
ｌｉｋｅｓ ｅａｃｈ ｏｔｈｅｒ．
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"You got a fast car,
I want a ticket to anywhere.
Maybe we make a deal,
Maybe together we can get somewhere.
Any place is better;
Starting from zero, got nothing to lose.
Maybe we'll make something -
But me myself I got nothing to prove.
You got a fast car,
And I got a plan to get us out of here.
I been working at the convenience store,
Managed to save just a little bit of money.
We won't have to drive too far,
Just 'cross the border and into the city.
You and I can both get jobs,
And finally see what it means to be living.
You see my old man's got a problem,
He live with the bottle, that's the way it is.
He says his body's too old for working,
I say his body's too young to look like his.
My mama went off and left him,
She wanted more from life than he could give.
I said somebody's got to take care of him,
So I quit school and that's what I did.
You got a fast car,
But is it fast enough so we can fly away?
We gotta make a decision,
We leave tonight or live and die this way.
I remember we were driving, driving in your car -
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk.
City lights lay out before us,
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder.
And I had a feeling that I belonged,
And I had a feeling I could
Be someone, be someone, be someone.
You got a fast car,
And we go cruising to entertain ourselves.
You still ain't got a job,
And I work in a market as a checkout girl.
I know things will get better,
You'll find work and I'll get promoted.
We'll move out of the shelter,
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs.
You got a fast car,
And I got a job that pays all our bills.
You stay out drinking late at the bar,
See more of your friends than you do of your kids.
I'd always hoped for better,
Thought maybe together you and me would find it.
I got no plans - I ain't going nowhere,
So take your fast car and keep on driving.
You got a fast car,
But is it fast enough so you can fly away?
You gotta make a decision,
You leave tonight or live and die this way."

Fast Car - Tracy Chapman

"Hello, nice to meet you. My name isn't really relevant to you at the moment, but I'll be the one interviewing you today. Why don't we start off with you telling me a little about yourself? Just tell me whatever you want and we will go from there."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Well, it's very nice to know you a little better! I won't try to keep you to long, so I only have a few more questions for you. Why don't you go ahead and start off my telling me a bit about your school life? For example: What grade are you in? Do you do well in school? What are your plans after high school?"

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"How interesting, I suppose. Tell me this though, how has your school life effected the life you have at home? Good? Bad? In the middle? I guess what I'm really trying to ask is to tell be about your family; mother, father, brothers, sisters, and whatever else."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Now that we have gotten past all of that stuff, it is really time to 'dig up some dirt', as some may say. Well, have you ever done anything you are not proud of? Something illegal, immoral, etc. . . Don't be afraid to tell me. Everything said here is high confidential and no one else will be informed."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"I would be intrigued to know more, but I rather not push. I've heard much about you already, but I haven't heard nearly anything at all about your social life. Do you have a lot of friends? Little? What social crowd do you hang out with? Tell me about your friends and what you do on weekends and after school."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Quite interesting. Do you think you find it easy to find that special someone? Tell me a bit about the relationships you have been in. Are you currently in a relationship? How long do your relationships last? Do you do well with commitment or not? Do you regret any relationship you have been in? Have you ever cheated while in a relationship?"

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Well, Miss Gray, this has been rather interesting interview. Some things many people wouldn't usually tell to a completely stranger were shared, but I am very happy for your openness about everything. I'm going to go ahead and say that this interview is over and you're free to go. If there's any last things you would like to say or mention before you go, feel free to do that as well. Good bye."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

[carrie dee.]

.--"Ｌｅｔ'ｓ ｇｏ ｂｅ ｐｓｙｃｈｏｓ ｔｏｇｅｔｈｅｒ."

ｔｈｉｓ boy; ｔｈｉｓ adventurous 18-year-old, ｗｉｌｌ ｄｏ ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ crazy．
ｊｕｓｔ ｙｏｕ ｗａｉｔ ａｎｄ ｓｅｅ. aaron carter croweｉｓ ｎｏ ordinary guy;
ｈｅ'ｓ ｔｈｅ best friend ａｎｙｂｏｄｙ ｃｏｕｌｄ ｅｖｅｒ ｈａｖｅ.

ｍｉｓｃｈｉｅｆ ａｌｗａｙｓ ｗｉｎｓ ｔｈｅ ｗａｒ.

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ｍｅｅｔ ｔｈｅ ｏｎｅ ａｎｄ ｏｎｌｙ

“Wʜᴇɴ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛs sᴀʏ, "Tᴇᴇɴᴀɢᴇʀs ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴇʏ
ᴀʀᴇ ɪɴᴠɪɴᴄɪʙʟᴇ" ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʟʏ, sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ
sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ғᴀᴄᴇs, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ
ʜᴏᴡ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ. Wᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ
ʜᴏᴘᴇʟᴇss, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ
ɪʀʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴀʙʟʏ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ. Wᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ
ᴀʀᴇ ɪɴᴠɪɴᴄɪʙʟᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ. Wᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ
ʙᴇ ʙᴏʀɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴅɪᴇ.”
― Jᴏʜɴ Gʀᴇᴇɴ

{ a a r o n | 1 8 | a d v e n t u r o u s }
{ m a l e | s t r a i g h t | s i n g l e }

ｔｈｅ ｓｎｏｗ ｍａｙ ｂｅ
ｆａｌｌｉｎｇ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ
ｗｉｎｔｅｒ ｏｆ ｍｙ
ｄｉｓｃｏｎｔｅｎｔ, ｂｕｔ
ａｔ ｌｅａｓｔ ｉ'ｖｅ ｇｏｔ
ｓａｒｃａｓｔｉｃ ｃｏｍｐａｎｙ．
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"I fell in love in the back seat of your car;
The road was shorter than it looked,
Like ten years and two more.
And I held my girl closer than was safe.
Take what you want from me,
I'm not afraid to turn around
To see you by my side.
I felt pretty when they turned out the lights.
I didn't know just what was going on,
When all my guts were telling me to run.
I stuck around when I should have been
There with you.
Now after all that we lost,
I swear I'll never let go.
You and I both are nothing but thieves;
We take what we want when we need.
I had a chance for a better life,
But all that I've known is to
Run, run, run, from a devil in disguise.
Like a bullet, a bullet, a bullet into the night.
We are the last generation of hope,
And I wouldn't mind if
Together we died alone.
I was 21 when I lost control,
I took my hands off the wheel-
Wheel it spun on its own.
And I lost so much of what I loved;
Take what you want from me.
I'm not afraid to turn around
To see you by my side.
I felt pretty when they turned out the lights.
I didn't know just what was going on,
When all my guts were telling me to run.
I stuck around when I should have been
There with you.
Now after all that we lost,
I swear I'll never let go.
You and I both are nothing but thieves;
We take what we want when we need.
I had a chance for a better life,
But all that I've known is to
Run, run, run, from a devil in disguise.
Like a bullet, a bullet, a bullet into the night.
We are the last generation of hope,
And I wouldn't mind if
Together we died alone.
I said, as long as you're here then,
Together I can die alone."

Bullet - Steel Train

"Hello, nice to meet you. My name isn't really relevant to you at the moment, but I'll be the one interviewing you today. Why don't we start off with you telling me a little about yourself? Just tell me whatever you want and we will go from there."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Well, it's very nice to know you a little better! I won't try to keep you to long, so I only have a few more questions for you. Why don't you go ahead and start off my telling me a bit about your school life? For example: What grade are you in? Do you do well in school? What are your plans after high school?"

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"How interesting, I suppose. Tell me this though, how has your school life effected the life you have at home? Good? Bad? In the middle? I guess what I'm really trying to ask is to tell be about your family; mother, father, brothers, sisters, and whatever else."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Now that we have gotten past all of that stuff, it is really time to 'dig up some dirt', as some may say. Well, have you ever done anything you are not proud of? Something illegal, immoral, etc. . . Don't be afraid to tell me. Everything said here is high confidential and no one else will be informed."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"I would be intrigued to know more, but I rather not push. I've heard much about you already, but I haven't heard nearly anything at all about your social life. Do you have a lot of friends? Little? What social crowd do you hang out with? Tell me about your friends and what you do on weekends and after school."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Quite interesting. Do you think you find it easy to find that special someone? Tell me a bit about the relationships you have been in. Are you currently in a relationship? How long do your relationships last? Do you do well with commitment or not? Do you regret any relationship you have been in? Have you ever cheated while in a relationship?"

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Well, Mister Crowe, this has been rather interesting interview. Some things many people wouldn't usually tell to a completely stranger were shared, but I am very happy for your openness about everything. I'm going to go ahead and say that this interview is over and you're free to go. If there's any last things you would like to say or mention before you go, feel free to do that as well. Good bye."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

[carrie dee.]

.--"Ｌｅｔ'ｓ ｇｏ ｂｅ ｐｓｙｃｈｏｓ ｔｏｇｅｔｈｅｒ."

ｔｈｉｓ girl; ｔｈｉｓ seductive 18-year-old, ｗｉｌｌ ｄｏ ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ sneaky．
ｊｕｓｔ ｙｏｕ ｗａｉｔ ａｎｄ ｓｅｅ. vixen corona o'hairｉｓ ｎｏ ordinary tease;
ｓｈｅ'ｓ ｌｉｋｅ lightening ｒｅａｄｙ ｔｏ strike.

ｉｔ'ｓ ｈｏｔ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ; ｌｅｔ ｍｅ ｇｏ ｓｗｉｍｍｉｎｇ ｉｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｅｙｅｓ．

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ｍｅｅｔ ｔｈｅ ｏｎｅ ａｎｄ ｏｎｌｙ

"Wᴇ ᴍᴇᴛ ɪᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs, sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɢᴏ. Yᴏᴜ
ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ, ɴᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ sᴏ. Yᴇᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ
sᴀᴅɴᴇss, ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇss ɢʀᴇᴡ. Tʜᴇɴ I ғᴏᴜɴᴅ
ᴏᴜᴛ, I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴛᴏᴏ. I ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ
ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏ. I ʀᴇᴄᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʀᴀɪɴʏ ᴅᴀʏs, ᴛʜᴇ
ғɪʀᴇs ɢʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴜs ᴡᴀʀᴍ. Aɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ I
ғɪɴᴅ, ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ. Gᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ ᴍᴀʏ sᴇᴇᴍ
ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ, ғᴀʀᴇᴡᴇʟʟ ɪs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ. Bᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴍʏ
ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ's ᴀ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴇ."
-ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏx ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜɴᴅ

{ v i x e n | 1 7 | s e d u c t i v e }

ｌｏｖｅ ｉｓ ｌｉｋｅ ａ
ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓｈｉｐ ｃａｕｇｈｔ
ｏｎ ｆｉｒｅ． ｉｎ ｔｈｅ
ｂｅｇｉｎｎｉｎｇ ａ ｆｌａｍｅ,
ｖｅｒｙ ｐｒｅｔｔｙ， ｏｆｔｅｎ
ｈｏｔ ａｎｄ ｆｉｅｒｃｅ， ｂｕｔ
ｓｔｉｌｌ ｏｎｌｙ ｌｉｇｈｔ ａｎｄ
ｆｌｉｃｋｅｒｉｎｇ. ａｓ ｌｏｖｅ
ｇｒｏｗｓ ｏｌｄｅｒ, ｏｕｒ
ｈｅａｒｔｓ ｍａｔｕｒｅ ａｎｄ
ｏｕｒ ｌｏｖｅ ｂｅｃｏｍｅｓ ａｓ
ｃｏａｌｓ， ｄｅｅｐ－ｂｕｒｎｉｎｇ
ａｎｄ ｕｎｑｕｅｎｃｈａｂｌｅ．
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ｄａｒｌｉｎｇ, ｆｏｒｅｖｅｒ ｉｓ ａ ｌｏｎｇ, ｌｏｎｇ ｔｉｍｅ, ａｎｄ ｔｉｍｅ ｈａｓ ａ ｗａｙ ｏｆ ｃｈａｎｇｉｎｇ ｔｈｉｎｇｓ.

"When you find yourself
In some far off place,
And it causes you
To rethink some things.
You start to sense
That slowly you're becoming someone else -
And then you find yourself.
When you make new friends,
In a brand new town.
And you start to think,
About settlin' down.
The things that would have been lost on you,
Are now clear as a bell.
And you find yourself;
That's when you find yourself.
When you go through life,
So sure of where you're headin'.
And you wind up lost,
And it's the best thing that could have happened.
'Cause sometimes when you lose your way,
It's really just as well;
Because you find yourself.
Yeah, that's when you find yourself.
When you meet the one,
That you've been waitin' for.
And she's everything,
That you wanted and more.
And you look at her and you finally start
To live for someone else;
And then you find yourself.
That's when you find yourself.
We go through life,
So sure of where we're headin'.
And then we wind up lost,
And it's the best thing that could have happened.
'Cause sometimes when you lose your way,
It's really just as well;
Because you find yourself.
Yeah, that's when you find yourself."

Find Yourself - Brad Paisley

"Hello, nice to meet you. My name isn't really relevant to you at the moment, but I'll be the one interviewing you today. Why don't we start off with you telling me a little about yourself? Just tell me whatever you want and we will go from there."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Well, it's very nice to know you a little better! I won't try to keep you to long, so I only have a few more questions for you. Why don't you go ahead and start off my telling me a bit about your school life? For example: What grade are you in? Do you do well in school? What are your plans after high school?"

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"How interesting, I suppose. Tell me this though, how has your school life effected the life you have at home? Good? Bad? In the middle? I guess what I'm really trying to ask is to tell be about your family; mother, father, brothers, sisters, and whatever else."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Now that we have gotten past all of that stuff, it is really time to 'dig up some dirt', as some may say. Well, have you ever done anything you are not proud of? Something illegal, immoral, etc. . . Don't be afraid to tell me. Everything said here is high confidential and no one else will be informed."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"I would be intrigued to know more, but I rather not push. I've heard much about you already, but I haven't heard nearly anything at all about your social life. Do you have a lot of friends? Little? What social crowd do you hang out with? Tell me about your friends and what you do on weekends and after school."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Quite interesting. Do you think you find it easy to find that special someone? Tell me a bit about the relationships you have been in. Are you currently in a relationship? How long do your relationships last? Do you do well with commitment or not? Do you regret any relationship you have been in? Have you ever cheated while in a relationship?"

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Well, Miss O'Hair, this has been rather interesting interview. Some things many people wouldn't usually tell to a completely stranger were shared, but I am very happy for your openness about everything. I'm going to go ahead and say that this interview is over and you're free to go. If there's any last things you would like to say or mention before you go, feel free to do that as well. Good bye."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

[carrie dee.]

.--"ｉｓｎ'ｔ ｉｔ ｗｏｎｄｅｒｆｕｌ？"

ｔｈｉｓ girl; ｔｈｉｓ genuine 18-year-old, ｗｉｌｌ ｄｏ ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ amazing．
ｊｕｓｔ ｙｏｕ ｗａｉｔ ａｎｄ ｓｅｅ. faline cornelia doeｉｓ ｎｏ ordinary saint;
ｓｈｅ'ｓ ｌｉｋｅ ａｎ angel ｒｅａｄｙ ｔｏ tumble from the heavens.

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ｍｅｅｔ ｔｈｅ ｏｎｅ ａｎｄ ｏｎｌｙ

"Nᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ɢᴇᴛs ᴛᴡɪᴛᴛᴇʀᴘᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ
sᴘʀɪɴɢᴛɪᴍᴇ. Fᴏʀ ᴇxᴀᴍᴘʟᴇ: Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ
ᴀʟᴏɴɢ, ᴍɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʙᴜsɪɴᴇss. Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ
ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ, ɴᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ,
ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴀ sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴜɴ sᴍᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ
ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ғᴀᴄᴇ. Wᴏᴏ-ᴡᴏᴏ! Yᴏᴜ ʙᴇɢɪɴ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴡᴇᴀᴋ
ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴇs. Yᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ's ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʀʟ. Aɴᴅ
ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀs ᴀ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ
ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴀɪʀ. Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ
ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ? Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʟᴏᴏᴘ,
ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ!"
- Fʀɪᴇɴᴅ Oᴡʟ

{ f a l i n e | 1 7 | g e n u i n e }
{ f e m a l e | h e t e r o s e x u a l | t a k e n }

Ｉ ａｍ ｖｅｒｙ ｉｎｔｅｒｅｓｔｅｄ
ａｎｄ ｆａｓｃｉｎａｔｅｄ ｂｙ ｈｏｗ
ｅｖｅｒｙｏｎｅ ｌｏｖｅｓ ｅａｃｈ
ｏｔｈｅｒ, ｂｕｔ ｎｏ ｏｎｅ ｒｅａｌｌｙ
ｌｉｋｅｓ ｅａｃｈ ｏｔｈｅｒ．
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ｄａｒｌｉｎｇ, ｆｏｒｅｖｅｒ ｉｓ ａ ｌｏｎｇ, ｌｏｎｇ ｔｉｍｅ, ａｎｄ ｔｉｍｅ ｈａｓ ａ ｗａｙ ｏｆ ｃｈａｎｇｉｎｇ ｔｈｉｎｇｓ.

"When you find yourself
In some far off place,
And it causes you
To rethink some things.
You start to sense
That slowly you're becoming someone else -
And then you find yourself.
When you make new friends,
In a brand new town.
And you start to think,
About settlin' down.
The things that would have been lost on you,
Are now clear as a bell.
And you find yourself;
That's when you find yourself.
When you go through life,
So sure of where you're headin'.
And you wind up lost,
And it's the best thing that could have happened.
'Cause sometimes when you lose your way,
It's really just as well;
Because you find yourself.
Yeah, that's when you find yourself.
When you meet the one,
That you've been waitin' for.
And she's everything,
That you wanted and more.
And you look at her and you finally start
To live for someone else;
And then you find yourself.
That's when you find yourself.
We go through life,
So sure of where we're headin'.
And then we wind up lost,
And it's the best thing that could have happened.
'Cause sometimes when you lose your way,
It's really just as well;
Because you find yourself.
Yeah, that's when you find yourself."

Find Yourself - Brad Paisley

"Hello, nice to meet you. My name isn't really relevant to you at the moment, but I'll be the one interviewing you today. Why don't we start off with you telling me a little about yourself? Just tell me whatever you want and we will go from there."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Well, it's very nice to know you a little better! I won't try to keep you to long, so I only have a few more questions for you. Why don't you go ahead and start off my telling me a bit about your school life? For example: What grade are you in? Do you do well in school? What are your plans after high school?"

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"How interesting, I suppose. Tell me this though, how has your school life effected the life you have at home? Good? Bad? In the middle? I guess what I'm really trying to ask is to tell be about your family; mother, father, brothers, sisters, and whatever else."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Now that we have gotten past all of that stuff, it is really time to 'dig up some dirt', as some may say. Well, have you ever done anything you are not proud of? Something illegal, immoral, etc. . . Don't be afraid to tell me. Everything said here is high confidential and no one else will be informed."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"I would be intrigued to know more, but I rather not push. I've heard much about you already, but I haven't heard nearly anything at all about your social life. Do you have a lot of friends? Little? What social crowd do you hang out with? Tell me about your friends and what you do on weekends and after school."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Quite interesting. Do you think you find it easy to find that special someone? Tell me a bit about the relationships you have been in. Are you currently in a relationship? How long do your relationships last? Do you do well with commitment or not? Do you regret any relationship you have been in? Have you ever cheated while in a relationship?"

✌ "comment"

✌ description

"Well, Miss Doe, this has been rather interesting interview. Some things many people wouldn't usually tell to a completely stranger were shared, but I am very happy for your openness about everything. I'm going to go ahead and say that this interview is over and you're free to go. If there's any last things you would like to say or mention before you go, feel free to do that as well. Good bye."

✌ "comment"

✌ description

[carrie dee.]

❦ ❦ . Ｔｈｅ ｓｕｎ ｗｉｌｌ ｓｅｔ ｆｏｒ ｙｏｕ．

❝ I used to rule the world,
Seas would rise when I gave the word.
Now in the morning I sleep alone,
Sweep the streets I used to own. ❞
- 'Viva La Vida' by Coldplay

[ sunstar ] - [ tom ] - [ 37 moons ] - [ the 'reliable' one ]

Ｙｏｕ ｄｏｎ'ｔ ｋｎｏｗ ｈｏｗ ｌｏｖｅｌｙ ｙｏｕ ａｒｅ．

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------ 37 moons

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------ tom

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ＤＥＳＣＲＩＰＴＩＯＮ ▸
------ handsome

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ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ ▸
------ reliable

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© of this form goes to indefinite,.
© of the character goes to me.
© of setup ideas goes to c a r p e . diem
© of images goes to rightful owners.

[carrie dee.]

❦ ❦ . Ｗｅ ｒｕｎ ａｒｏｕｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｒｕｌｅｓ．

❝ This blood keeps me alive, but what is it that runs through you?
Electricity and wires, dictating everything you do.
You tell me that you hear me and all your memories are real,
But how do I know you don't just feel what you've been told to feel? ❞
- 'Rules' by Jayme Dee

[ robinflight ] - [ she-cat ] - [ 22 moons ] - [ the 'sensual' one ]

Ｔｈｅｓｅ ｓｈｉｐｓ ｗｉｌｌ ｃａｒｒｙ ｕｓ ｓａｆｅ ｔｏ ｓｈｏｒｅ．

ＮＡＭＥ ▸
------ robinflight

☞ "My name is simply 'Robinflight'. What's yours, may I ask?"
☛ Pebblerise could tell that her daughter would be lovely the moment she laid eyes on the small calico. Something simple and classy would fit the kit fine; Robinkit was chosen then. The she-cat led a relaxed, easy kit-hood and breezed through her apprenticeship, changing then from Robinpaw to Robinflight. She enjoys her name, really; it's easy to remember, yet hard to forget.

ＡＧＥ ▸
------ 22 moons

☞ "I am most-definitely still young. I've barely just become a warrior, silly!"
☛ Born on a cool spring morning, Robinflight danced through her kithood, seemingly straight into her warrior life. She's still a spring chick, if you haven't noticed before.

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ ▸
------ female.

☞ "Do I look even remotely like a tom? I hope not."
☛ Robinflight is quite-obviously very feminine. From her graceful step to her soft, slow voice, one would have to be quite daft to mistake her for a male. If you even mention such things to her, she'd immediately take them to offence.

ＤＥＳＣＲＩＰＴＩＯＮ ▸
------ lovely

☞ "What do you see?"
☛ Robinflight is like a cat that is not seen in most Clans. She is truly just a sight to see, in most opinions. The she-cat is an agile feline with long legs and a slender, lithe body. Her little, slender body is one feature of herself that she tends to use to an advantage. She has a small frame, with wiry muscles slipping underneath her pelt. Her frame appears weak; she has a soft curvaceousness to her flanks giving off the impression of little strength. But, alas, Robinflight has strong, limber legs, allowing the she-cat to easily strike and leap. Moving to her fur; this cascades down her shapely silhouette in a multitude of dimmed colors. Silky and soft fur fits around her figure in a nice flowing sheet, as if it was a forever lasting snow; a simple frost that never seems to fade. But, instead of simply having a flat white pelt, she has three different colors intertwining in the softest, simplest manner. Her fur is long. It's a simple cut of thick, billowing fur, although it isn't the longest out there. It is simply average in length; nothing she minds much about.

Robinflight is a muted she-cat, or so they say. Her fur has a grip to it that is reminding any cat of a gentle, soothing color, yet also has a warm, enticing look that really emphasizes the she-cat's personality. Enticing. Seductive. Lustful. All perfect adjectives to fit the she-cat. Snow colored white overcoats her fitted frame, giving her body that base-coat of an everlasting snow. A beautiful sunset orange, sleets of silver and grey, and soft tan rawhide lash out from the spine, coating over the white fur. As if it was shredded into white, the faded colors don’t blend together. They cut off in sharp looking shards upon her fur, yet giving it a sharp look. Even with the sharp look upon the colors, it is also that simple elegance that makes a she-cat, well, pretty. With that said, her legs are of the same mixed colors. Noticing that the mottled pattern fades around her body, it managed to go to her tail. Marbled markings only hit the top of her long, lashing out tail. Snow coated the bottom half of her tail, as if there was a simple battle that goes with the colors of her tail. The tip of her tail is the bright snow white color that hits the top of her body. She has a small splash of snow white on her muzzle to tie all the colorings of her pelt together.

Robinflight's eyes are remarkable in most opinions. Pooling of a ceaseless ivory green. Pure, metallic green, the color of the fresh, new springs of leaves we see each spring. It gives the color of her eyes the most dashing thought, allowing anyone to look at her eyes to be stuck in the swirling of the colors. With the freshest green color, taking a closer look there is a reflective look to them. Yet, looking at this she-cat’s eyes, it is almost memorizing. Sun crisped colors entwined together to make the orbs of this cat. They seem to fit her coloring of her body with the perfection of Starclan. Illusion play a major part in this cat’s pelt and eye color. Whether one truly looks at this she-cat or just glances, no one can miss how she is a pretty she-cat. She shines in a different way, she never taunts her beauty, just allows herself to sink in shyness and hide away from the ‘awes’ of herself. She is the perfect she-cat in some ways, but the worst cat in others. Watch out for this slender she-cat.

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[carrie dee.]

❦ ❦ . Ｔｈｅ ｓｔｏｒｍ ｗｉｌｌ ｅｎｄ．Ｉｔ ｈａｓ ｔｏ．

❝ And I don't want the world to see me,
'Cuz I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am. ❞
- 'Iris' by The Goo Goo Dolls

[ fadingpath ] - [ tom ] - [ 30 moons ] - [ the 'misunderstood' one ]

Ｉ'ｖｅ ｌｏｓｔ ａｌｌ ｈｏｐｅ ｉｎ ｍｙ ｓａｌｖａｔｉｏｎ．

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☞ "Nobody really notices me."
☛ Fadingpath is a handsome tom. With his thick fur to his amber eyes, he always strikes a cat first as mysterious. Let's break it down, shall we? First off, his form. Fadingpath is fairly narrow in width and is rather long. His head is broad, with long whiskers and neatly pointed ears. This tom was graced with long, sturdy legs and large, wide paws, making it easy to swipe at his opponents. Another noticeable feature is his long, fluffy tail. This allows Fadingpath to balance easily, though he's also in danger of getting it caught or bitten. Now to his fur. Quite obviously one could tell that his fur is black. Even the dullest of kits could see that. But, what they don't see is it's quality, it's sheer depth. This tom's fur is as black as pitch, reflecting strange blue shadows within. It's medium length; not too long, not too short. Next, his eyes. There is a ton you can tell about this tom from his eyes. A soft, warm amber color merges into the darkness of the pupil perfectly, strands of bronze, copper and gold woven throughout. His eyes are very expressive, often helping others know how he's feeling. Fadingpath's eyes are the only window to his emotion towards others, so many take the chance willingly. There's something comforting about their depths as well, though no cat is really quite sure why.

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☞ "I'm a mystery to those around me."
☛ Misunderstood. This is the easiest word to describe the tom known as Fadingpath. Misunderstood, in every way. He's believed to be hostile, cruel, mean, maybe even evil. . . All untrue. In fact, he's quite he opposite. Unsure of where all these misgivings and lies began, Fadingpath lives in near confinement. He tries as hard as he can to stay useful and friendly, though this is difficult for him. He's always had social problems; probably due to his past. It's not necessarily the worst history out there, but it did change this once friendly, upbeat cat. Many fail to see the values within him; it's their loss, really, because they're missing out on something golden. What are these golden qualities, one might ask? Well, if you dug deep enough, you be able to see. This tom is an excellent listener. No matter the problem or the situation, he'd always be there to help sort out any cat's problems. Besides this? Fadingpath will always stay true and honest. This tom believes deeply the values of honor and loyalty. He'd never do anything that would jeopardize his chances of straying from these morals; in all honesty, he'd rather die than betray any cat or their trust. Though most don't know this, Fadingpath can be very affectionate. If any cat remembered him the the early days of his warrior-ship, they'd think of him with Aspenfront; happy. But most don't, so they can't even comprehend how much pain, sorrow, and grief he feels at the loss of her love. Now, you must be wondering why he seems like such a loner within his clan. He seems like a pretty good guy, right? Well, I guess I should begin to mention the cons of Fadingpath. After Aspenfrost left him, Fadingpath lost his way. He shut himself away, not wanting any cat's company or pity. A shell of sarcasm and bitterness grew around him, encasing the once happy, purring tom and showing only an angry, grumpy cat. His once free-flowing happiness is now only given out in small doses, and usually to the cats that he an tolerate. His pain turned him into a monster, some would say. Some cats blamed him for Aspenfrost and Stormchaser's deaths, but it wasn't true. Of course it wasn't. But there's still hope for this broken tom. He so badly needs to be loved and cared for; in all honesty, he thinks that it would fix him. But, in reality? The only thing that will fix him now is realizing that he has never been alone.

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☛ Fadinpath's long since given up on love. He's been too hurt to believe in it.

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☞ "I haven't had kin in a long time."
☛ None known of. . . He did used to have a kind-of mate; Aspenfrost was her name. He loved her with all his heart until one day she finally fell in love as well. With another cat. She was soon a mother, suckling her only kit, Bluekit. After those days, Fadingpath could never speak to either of them, Stormchaser nor Aspenfrost alike. He's taken to a great disliking to Bluepaw, their daughter, though he pities her as well.

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[carrie dee.]

❦ ❦ . Ｎｏｂｏｄｙ ｓａｉｄ ｉｔ ｗａｓ ｅａｓｙ．

❝ I'm a new soul, I came to this strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit about how to give and take.
But since I came here I felt the joy and the fear,
Finding myself making every possible mistake. ❞
- 'New Soul' by Yael Naim

[ sparrowpaw ] - [ she-cat ] - [ 9 moons ] - [ the 'flighty' one ]

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☞ "I'm alright, I suppose. Some have called me pretty; others have called me plain. What do you think?"
☛ Sparrowpaw. Oh, Sparrowpaw. What do you think of when you catch sight of this young she-cat? Sweet? Kind? Enticing? Delicate? Well, let's get on with the she-cat so you can really know what this feline is like. Ever seen a delicate feather floating through the warm summer breeze? Have you seen a gentle clasp of wind swirling around the summer air with such a charming dance? Just think of summer – everything about summer seems to describes this cat in different ways. The delicate grains of sand on a beach, the simple breeze of a shower of petals dappling against the blue horizon. Her fur crisp against her body. Her beautiful, watching hued eyes. Oh, she seems to to the entire essence of a beach. Gentle fur, lovely eyes; everything about her says beach. She is a beautiful cat, nonetheless, with narrow shoulders and a simple structured body. Her body is lined with wiry muscles for when she hunts; hunting is definitely something that benefits her to a great extent - for every cat needs to hunt. She has a relaxed fixture that is lined with fur – what color fur one may ask? Well, you will find out in a little bit about that in a much greater detail. When her body is noticed – you may notice different aspects that make Sparrowpaw – well, Sparrowpaw. She has a small head that matches with her body and limbs, ideally. Her muzzle is well framed, giving this little feline a sharp, cat-like look. She has long, graceful white whiskers blossoming gently from her muzzle, and on the end of it there is a soft colored pink nose that goes well with her entire look – the “setting sun” look; light hues of pink that dapple against the sands show off that look just from her nose.

Before heading to her eyes, look at the fur that makes her eyes pop like a setting sun against a fading blue sky. Striking. Beautiful. Different. Just a little other cats of the Clan, she has tabby fur, but no – not that perfect tabby, with the bold stripes and sleek body. Nothing like the bracken undergrowth that grows among the trees or a worn, familiar dirt path weaving it's way through the grass, but another color all together. Just imagine a large, majestic oak standing proud against the blue of the sky; one that was completely undisturbed and has had a chance to grow for years upon years. Now, that is in your little mind – think of the color that is on the tree's rich bark. One that is found on an oak's trunk. Her markings are more of a rich coffee color - not quite black, not quite brown. But the thing that sets her apart? Her undertones. Sparrowpaw's fur has an illuminating auburn color pigmented throughout, making it look brassy and reflective. Pretty. It's lovely and different - but, alas, only those who have eyes for these small details would ever notice. Unfortunately, this is where some cats loose their enchantment. 'Boring' or 'plain' are often used; she dislikes it, but what can you do? Opinions are opinions.

Now, for those eyes – the ones that tie her whole appearance together. Her eyes are like softly decaying leaves in fall - a muted green-gold color. The optics of Sparrowpaw are like swirling pools of leaves; hues meeting hues until they are colliding into an explosion that consists itself in her eyes. But hidden in the hueing olive eyes are white and silver speaks – things that are not natural in most cats but apparently in this she-cat. Definitely memorable, Sparrowpaw shines like a soft ember after the lapping flames have been extinguished.

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