UNFADING ;; o, joining

[muddymutt14]

★ leave this here you could lift your head up to the sky; take a deeper breath and give it time
The small but long-furred kiddo managed to get stuck in some brambles. Her white fur was being torn at it, and she obviously was not having a good time. Her bi-colored eyes narrowed as she growled and kept trying to pull away, but it simply would not work. So, the Savannah cat was stuck with just.. staying there for now. “Hey! Can someone help?” The Savannah cat had called, tail lashing in annoyance.

frame of mind| tags updated 02/01/18

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  [font=trebuchet ms]/takes place prior to the robot attack thread, just for simplicity

  Since she had woken up in the fjord, Seija had noticed that her fur snagged on loose objects far more often than it ever had when she was a feline. Initially, it hadn’t made much sense to her; the wool covering most of her form was only slightly longer than the coarse fur covering her feline body. However, she eventually realized, the wool was curly, so in a way it had loose pieces to snag on built into it.

  It had only ever been a minor annoyance, but she guessed those with long fur would have significantly more trouble with getting stuck. As such, having noticed the Savannnah cat stuck in the brambles, the canine quickly approached, examining the thorns with narrowed eyes. Her teeth weren’t built to bite off plants, nor were her paws built to untangle knots, so this would probably just have to be done the hard way. Gripping one of the stems gingerly between her teeth, she muttered to the stranger, ”Pull. I’ll tug in the opposite direction.”

[FRESHWATER]

❥❥❥ (( ayyy welcome to wnr!! I hope you enjoy it here <3 ))

in a situation like this one, fresh guesses he can consider himself a bit lucky: He doesn’t have fur, he has skin. Granted, it’s not like he can camouflage too well with his skin, either—considering it’s a bright blue and white, he sticks out like a sore thumb. He doesn’t mind too much, though; he actually enjoys his flamboyant appearance quite a bit. He thinks it makes him unique and special, something he believes that most normal animals can’t achieve. Does that sound rude? Most likely, but he doesn’t intend to be rude.

”hiya!”

With a little hop in his step, fresh bounces into the scene, his tail fin wagging a bit too hard as he watches whatever’s going down in front of him. Oh, so someone’s stuck in the brambles? Well, at least the big dog is here, or else the poor savannah cat wouldn’t be getting out any time soon; fresh is notably not the strongest kiddo out there. Plopping down on his butt, the mutated axolotl flashes a gleaming smile—he likes smiling, it’s his favorite thing. Okay, maybe not his favorite, but it’s up there.

”does it hurt?” he asks, glancing at the sharp brambles around the white feline. ”I’m lucky, i don’t have fur.”

Should he consider that lucky? Probably not, considering that it’s actually freezing in the mountains right now.

[spoiler= information || 1/05]❥❥❥ // FRESHWATER. "FRESH / FRESHY". 4 MONTHS OLD.
— wnr. no rank. oocly joined 1/03/17.
— ages liquid time. injuries are half-liquid/half-real time.
— main account. dump.

❥❥❥ // NPC X NPC. ADOPTED BY NONE.
— ½ of nothing. no crush. sexuality unknown. not looking.

❥❥❥ // MUTATED AXOLOTL. 1'2". 10/10 HEALTH.
— more fat than muscle. stubby legs.
— blue skin and orange gills. dark brown eyes. white underbelly.
— reference. .
— current injuries;; none.
[i]— permanent injuries;; none.

❥❥❥ // HUFFLEPUFF. IC OPINIONS.
— extroverted. friendly to everyone. energetic.
— likes to take risks. oblivious. clumsy.

❥❥❥ // CAN POWER-PLAY PEACEFUL. 1/10 TRAINED.
— would rather run than fight. will back off if provoked.
— @[i]freshwater when attacking or be ignored.
— stats;; strength: 2/10. agility: 3/10. endurance: 2/10. accuracy: 3/10. luck: 5/10.
[I]— powers;; water elementals.

— template made by [url=http://www.bearbonesrp.com/index.php?action=profile;u=2246]hootowls.[/spoiler]

[DELION!]

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[align=left]Is even meeting a healthy idea ･ﾟ✧

[i][b]――― or am I getting too near?

Short stubby legs pulled the tired feline towards what appeared to be a cat stuck in some brambles. Yikes, he was thankful for his short fur. "Do you... do you need any help?" asked the tom, waddling forward. The munchkin sat, cocking his head to the side as his tail flicked behind him. Now that he thought about it, he probably wouldn't be much help.