Post by idk my bff brindle on Dec 19, 2008 17:50:39 GMT -5
Step one you say we need to talk[/color]
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came
flintkit
hard stone, a form of silica resembling chalcedony but more opaque, less pure, and less lustrous.
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painting portraits of ghosts!![/right]
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
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A good word to describe Flintkit is ‘pretty’. Another word to describe the tom is ‘squished’. You could probably put the two words together if you wanted; it would still describe him. Flintkit has a handsome form. His muscles are strong for those of a kit, and he cares about them deeply. His paws are small but steady, and the pads are exceptionally tough. His legs are good for swimming and jumping distances, though the tom's not made for endurance. His tail is actually quite short, so his balance isn't that good. His neck is short and sturdy, and connects well to his body. His head is flat and not very broad. His muzzle is flat, but Flintkit still manages to retain a certain attractiveness. His fur is short and silver, and there are dark grey stripes crossing his body everywhere. His eyes are a light yellow, and they seem to see through everything. His ears are wide and not too tall. His whiskers are long and smooth. Flintkit is rather petite, and the way his head is squished gives him an unriendly appearence that reflects on his personality. However, he is somewhat attractive, and he's far from ugly. The kit was born with a strong body .
A good word to describe Flintkit is ‘pretty’. Another word to describe the tom is ‘squished’. You could probably put the two words together if you wanted; it would still describe him. Flintkit has a handsome form. His muscles are strong for those of a kit, and he cares about them deeply. His paws are small but steady, and the pads are exceptionally tough. His legs are good for swimming and jumping distances, though the tom's not made for endurance. His tail is actually quite short, so his balance isn't that good. His neck is short and sturdy, and connects well to his body. His head is flat and not very broad. His muzzle is flat, but Flintkit still manages to retain a certain attractiveness. His fur is short and silver, and there are dark grey stripes crossing his body everywhere. His eyes are a light yellow, and they seem to see through everything. His ears are wide and not too tall. His whiskers are long and smooth. Flintkit is rather petite, and the way his head is squished gives him an unriendly appearence that reflects on his personality. However, he is somewhat attractive, and he's far from ugly. The kit was born with a strong body .
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you
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Flintkit can easily be described as your average, unfriendly, anti-social tom. He doesn’t get along well with anyone except his immediate family. But it’s not like he tries, either. Flintkit is actually quite intelligent and friendly when he wants to be. He just generally doesn’t feel like it. He doesn’t talk much, but he’s very protective of his siblings. Though he makes cynical comments on almost everything Ruinkit does, his family knows that’s his way of showing affection. Flintkit would rather sleep or be by himself than play games. He doesn’t really like social circles. He has the respect of the nursery, but they just generally leave him alone. Flintkit can easily get the wrong impression if you tell him off or ignore him from a second. The tom is known for his overreaction. If his parents snap at him, he can off thinking that no one loves him. If his siblings choose to play with someone else, he gets the feeling that he isn’t wanted. This is all untrue, of course. Flintkit likes to play alone, though. He can make up games in his head and pretend that he’s the hero of some fantasy adventure where Flintstar saves the day.
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
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What a cute thing we call love. It can start out as just a stubborn she-cat and determined tom meeting.
And that is exactly how these two met. Winterdance was injured, Garentcloak was just finishing a quick meal when he spotted her, small, almost silent cries coming from her. Of course, like all good deputies, he asked questions, finding out she had fallen down and snapped one of her ribs. With a small argument, he finally got the stubborn warrioress to get her side checked out. Prophecyteller told them she did, in fact, have a fractured rib and would have to stay confined to camp for a period of time. Of course, there interaction did not stop there. Garnetcloak visited Winterdance almost every day, bringing her prey and news of the oncoming season. She listened intently to his news, wishing she could be out there helping.
One day when he came to visit, Winterdance wasn't there, and Prophecyteller told him she had left that morning, free to leave came, but do nothing to harm her side. The deputy found her on the shores of the lake, looking out over the water as she remembered her past and broken heart. Instead of leaving her there, he joined her. And the two spoke, Winterdance asking if he was just passing through or watching her. He came out with the truth, telling her point blank that he was watching her. A protector, she had said. What surprised her was the fact that someone like him would watch her. And with those simple words, Winterdance knew what emotion was stirring in her now. It was something she had never thought would happen.
Love. And she acted on the emotion, telling him her feelings. Happiness scorched through her as he felt the same way. A few moons passed, and within those moons, Winterdance found out she was pregnant with the deputy's kits. When the time finally came for her kits to be born, the snowstorm had just passed over and five new lives were brought into EclipseClan. Flintkit, the loner. Ruinkit, the determined, Orangekit, the free spirit, and finally, Apricotkit and Applekit, the outspoken and quiet.
And that is exactly how these two met. Winterdance was injured, Garentcloak was just finishing a quick meal when he spotted her, small, almost silent cries coming from her. Of course, like all good deputies, he asked questions, finding out she had fallen down and snapped one of her ribs. With a small argument, he finally got the stubborn warrioress to get her side checked out. Prophecyteller told them she did, in fact, have a fractured rib and would have to stay confined to camp for a period of time. Of course, there interaction did not stop there. Garnetcloak visited Winterdance almost every day, bringing her prey and news of the oncoming season. She listened intently to his news, wishing she could be out there helping.
One day when he came to visit, Winterdance wasn't there, and Prophecyteller told him she had left that morning, free to leave came, but do nothing to harm her side. The deputy found her on the shores of the lake, looking out over the water as she remembered her past and broken heart. Instead of leaving her there, he joined her. And the two spoke, Winterdance asking if he was just passing through or watching her. He came out with the truth, telling her point blank that he was watching her. A protector, she had said. What surprised her was the fact that someone like him would watch her. And with those simple words, Winterdance knew what emotion was stirring in her now. It was something she had never thought would happen.
Love. And she acted on the emotion, telling him her feelings. Happiness scorched through her as he felt the same way. A few moons passed, and within those moons, Winterdance found out she was pregnant with the deputy's kits. When the time finally came for her kits to be born, the snowstorm had just passed over and five new lives were brought into EclipseClan. Flintkit, the loner. Ruinkit, the determined, Orangekit, the free spirit, and finally, Apricotkit and Applekit, the outspoken and quiet.
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
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mother; winterdance
father; garnetcloak
sisters; applekit, apricotkit, orangekit
brother; ruinkit
father; garnetcloak
sisters; applekit, apricotkit, orangekit
brother; ruinkit
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
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