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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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 Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 7:06 pm
This ballad's for Buddy. <3 For Dragonfire.
Slick and quick
that's how she plays
every night, and every day!
Eat and sleep;
then rest, the pests
are endlessly vicious.
Fight, fight!
With all her might;
but feline and canine
were a bad match.
For shame, the game
that she once ruled
she lost. At what cost?
Her flesh.
How sad, how mad
courses through her veins
the mighty Dragon, a rag doll?
Her blood.
Chance regained, all the same
once you've played, the thought has stayed
and the Fire still remains.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 7:10 pm
I want a poem! D:
Style: Lyric
Character: Lilykit, SeaClan, kit
Story: She has the spirit of a twoleg in her, and she is confused about her new life. She holds onto her old memories and that stuff. She wants to be a normal human again, not stuck in the cat world. But she can't because her human life died, so yeah.
Additional Info: Um, none that I know of...
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 7:11 pm
Winged Timberwolf xXAnachronIsmEpsIceXx I want a poem! : D
Style: Lyric! ^o^
Character: Mudnose, proud warrior of NightClan!
Story: Mudnose was born a pure-blood NightClan cat. She was born without the ability to feel pain, so she was generally reckless throughout her whole life. She grew up, obsessing about her epic fighting and hunting skills. This generally pushed a lot of cats away, but that didn't bother her. She got attacked by a dog and her tail got screwed up, but she didn't dwell on that fact for long. When she became a warrior, she developed a crush on Foxfur, and that has developed a lot.
Additional Info: Mudnose is a pretty cocky and reckless cat who taunts a lot of other cats. My friend, my friend how slow you go! It makes me restless. My neighbor, my neighbor how weak you speak! It makes me want to scream. My stranger, my stranger how loud and proud! I can do that much better. My love, my love how sweet and neat! Your fox-like bewitching looks surpass mine...? Oh, I submit, you twit! Yes, it's true; I'll give that to you but you must give in return... Say the words, the ones I heard so many others say before you the ones I most yearn. And I am yours. ...C: What you think? |D Ahh, it's too great! xD Thanks so much, Timber!
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 7:14 pm
I want a poem! :3
Style: Lyrics! 8D
Character: Spottedpaw, Seaclan apprentice
Story: Spottedpaw is a misunderstood she-cat with a lonely life. Spottedpaw was wrongly accused of murder and feels like an outlaw..a failure..and very sensitive. When Spottedpaw was born, her mother died and her father suicided....yep she has a sad lonely life.. and she wished Echosong would be happy.
Additional Info: Spottedpaw is a sensitive naive she-cat....:3.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 7:14 pm
Winged Timberwolf hundredpercentasian I want a poem! D: Style: Lyric please! : D Character: Pebbleheart, BreezeClan deputy! C: Story: Pebbleheart can be very calming, but worries over too much at times. She can lose her temper when it comes to battles and worries way too much about her kits and clan. However she follows the clan rules specifically and see's betrayal against BreezeClan very sickening and vile.
Pebbleheart was with her sister, Blossomkit at a very young age. Her father disappeared from an unknown accident while her mother was killed by a badger, ever since Pebbleheart has been scared of badgers. She then found BreezeClan and lived her life as a clan cat and trained as much as she can to prove to Galestar and BreezeClan that she is willing to fit in perfectly. Additional Info: Hmm...nahh not really C: If you put anger in the poem then that will fit Pebbleheart since she can lose her temper just a tad. Can't wait to see your poems Timber!! : D When there is light, I fear the night for there is always shadow. When I can hear, I fear I am near to things that must not be heard. When I see your craft, I fear I am daft for never could I make such a wonderful thing. Though I am wise, I fear my demise will be from my own blunder. When I can speak, I fear I am weak for I am just a pebble. But pebble by pebble, I'll find my way through the storm and through the fray to find the truth hidden in the ruth that so stains our day. Those I have lost are far from me but through the clouds I can see the calm gales awaiting the breeze. My home is the wind, and my strife does end at the touch of the breeze's embrace and I find I was- -I am - -a pebble from a mighty mountain. Ohdang it's a bit longer than it should be...>< What you think? C: OMG TIMBER! D: PROO! *applause TT^TT or snaps finger?* That was just so beautiful and full of meaning, your really great at poems! I understand that you explained that tips are unnecessary but it is for amazing arts like these C: Keep up the great work!
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 7:15 pm
This Lyric is...also for Buddy! >3 Serpentfang's turn!
Oh me oh my
how the Serpent sighs
trapped in a cage forever?
So rare, how dare
they take her away!
why, she never!
Her loved ones lost
her pride has gone
but a new home has come
not to replace, but to mend...
She has found
she will sound
strange, to these new friends!
With all her might, though, she will fight
for them, she loves!
...so mends
her heart, anew! And so true
they are to her
so close.
Lashing tail, battle cry
her Fangs will tell
the loyalty she shows.
Ah yes, the Gales
have led her to peace.
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 7:40 pm
XNekoponX I want a poem! :3
Style: Lyrics! 8D
Character: Spottedpaw, Seaclan apprentice
Story: Spottedpaw is a misunderstood she-cat with a lonely life. Spottedpaw was wrongly accused of murder and feels like an outlaw..a failure..and very sensitive. When Spottedpaw was born, her mother died and her father suicided....yep she has a sad lonely life.. and she wished Echosong would be happy.
Additional Info: Spottedpaw is a sensitive naive she-cat....:3. Oh, what woe such false-fed guilt I bear! Oh, so low! A crime not mine to repent. Oh, do know I stray from afar from your angry stare. Oh, I grow so weary of words lacking love lent. Such Echoes of fate are not mine too late to face. Such Songs of hope are lost to slope downhill. Lead me away, lift me from day I have no loathing, no hate I am but a lone star. My heart is Spotted with tainted things, you bring no redemption! So be gone; I will survive silently, diligently, unfortunately alive. ...O__o Too emo? ;;
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 7:43 pm
hundredpercentasian OMG TIMBER! D: PROO! *applause TT^TT or snaps finger?* That was just so beautiful and full of meaning, your really great at poems! I understand that you explained that tips are unnecessary but it is for amazing arts like these C: Keep up the great work! Ohhhhohoho. ;//3//; I'm soo glad you like it! |D I try my best. xD It's fun writin, for me. <3 :3 Thanks again! :3
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 7:43 pm
Winged Timberwolf XNekoponX I want a poem! :3
Style: Lyrics! 8D
Character: Spottedpaw, Seaclan apprentice
Story: Spottedpaw is a misunderstood she-cat with a lonely life. Spottedpaw was wrongly accused of murder and feels like an outlaw..a failure..and very sensitive. When Spottedpaw was born, her mother died and her father suicided....yep she has a sad lonely life.. and she wished Echosong would be happy.
Additional Info: Spottedpaw is a sensitive naive she-cat....:3. Oh, what woe such false-fed guilt I bear! Oh, so low! A crime not mine to repent. Oh, do know I stray from afar from your angry stare. Oh, I grow so weary of words lacking love lent. Such Echoes of fate are not mine too late to face. Such Songs of hope are lost to slope downhill. Lead me away, lift me from day I have no loathing, no hate I am but a lone star. My heart is Spotted with tainted things, you bring no redemption! So be gone; I will survive silently, diligently, unfortunately alive. ...O__o Too emo? ;; PFFFFFT I LUFFLES IT <3 tysm TImber <3 ILY
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 8:09 pm
And now...an Ode! To Forsaken! <3 I wrote it as if Purepaw was narrating. : o Purepaw is the persona (or fursona? lol) in the poem! (Meaning, when I say "I or me", I'm actually referring to Purepaw.)
Translucent shadow, you creep so silently, past my paws
Capacious darkness is your home, and you embrace it with a smirk.
Such a low-lying thing should be cursed with a thousand sorrows, and so you are.
How fitting.
Whereas once I loathed your kind, I find I am drawn to your bloody eyes.
I chased, I fought, I bled for you. And what did you do? I'll ask the silence.
My love for you burns like no sun in the sky, those stars you hate so. And why? I'm in love with a monster.
I can't say why.
Ah, so bittersweet! We meet, and met, at night. Murky darkness, ambiguous moon, too soon!
My thoughts are my vicious poison, you see. An idea is like a disease.
It will spread and head the way to disastruous ruin.
So be it.
My suffering has changed my soul, perhaps made it cold. Just like your touch I yearn for so much. The irony!
Humor aside, I cannot hide the fire I must now bear. The little ones-what will you do with them? Drink them dry, and leave them to rot?
Do you remember what love is? Or did it drown in your inky depths, long ago?
I know.
How you suffered to the disease of an idea of miracles. How you suffered to the disease of an idea of curses.
Those you loved, dropped like flies. Those you cherised became your demise. But rightfully so-your heart grew cold in the suffocating obsessive mold of death.
Fire for fire, you see. You caused both- that of your Clan, and that of my belly.
It sickens me.
These dark thoughts, they are not mine. A voice whispers and tells me to think these things, in time. It plants ideas.
Yes, that disease. This voice can please what I yearn to avenge. How strange. It beckons to me, and I succumb.
You see it too, shadow, the darkness grows in my mind. But it fades, sinking back into the darkness it emerged from. I knew not I had.
It moves me.
I remember your eyes, I remember your smile. So crooked. So evil. So true.
Your form, it changes, like the phases of the moon. And my love, it burns as that of the sun. Are we one?
I dream of the day I can confess such a prowess of feelings to your beloved ears. But I fear the words you utter in return.
It burns.
Inky shadow, it seems you are my nemesis. It fits. I try so hard to etch away the shadow, but I fear what I will find underneath.
So sheath your claws, the bloody things, and tell me a story for the night to end. I am still but a kit at heart after all (when the voice has gone).
Don't leave-must you really? I suppose it is so. Do you think of me, like I do?
My love.
Your loving hate, your cold fire, your light darkness. You are a contradiction that I've fallen for.
Don't Forsake me, my dear. I know there is someone under your evil deeds who wishes to break free. But your self-made chains are getting old.
Will they shatter? Time can tell. Instead, you think I love your imitation.
Listen closely, listen well; no matter who you are, what you do, and how you feel,
I will
always
love
you.
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 8:12 pm
TImber, your poems are really awesome! I know mine will be really good! Thankies~!
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 8:16 pm
lee_is_me_96 I want a poem! D:Style: LyricCharacter: Lilykit, SeaClan, kitStory: She has the spirit of a twoleg in her, and she is confused about her new life. She holds onto her old memories and that stuff. She wants to be a normal human again, not stuck in the cat world. But she can't because her human life died, so yeah. Additional Info: Um, none that I know of... WROOOOOAAAAAH wait a second. The soul of a human? .-. Did you get Leo to approve that or somethin?
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 8:25 pm
Winged Timberwolf lee_is_me_96 I want a poem! D:Style: LyricCharacter: Lilykit, SeaClan, kitStory: She has the spirit of a twoleg in her, and she is confused about her new life. She holds onto her old memories and that stuff. She wants to be a normal human again, not stuck in the cat world. But she can't because her human life died, so yeah. Additional Info: Um, none that I know of... WROOOOOAAAAAH wait a second. The soul of a human? .-. Did you get Leo to approve that or somethin? Yes... I sent a profile like I did with Dappledstorm to you. She just told me to post a profile in the SeaClan profile thread... Is that, like, not allowed or something? sad Sorry if it's not...
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 10:52 pm
Winged Timberwolf And now...an Ode! To Forsaken! <3 I wrote it as if Purepaw was narrating. : o Purepaw is the persona (or fursona? lol) in the poem! (Meaning, when I say "I or me", I'm actually referring to Purepaw.)Translucent shadow, you creep so silently, past my paws Capacious darkness is your home, and you embrace it with a smirk. Such a low-lying thing should be cursed with a thousand sorrows, and so you are. How fitting. Whereas once I loathed your kind, I find I am drawn to your bloody eyes. I chased, I fought, I bled for you. And what did you do? I'll ask the silence.My love for you burns like no sun in the sky, those stars you hate so. And why? I'm in love with a monster. I can't say why. Ah, so bittersweet! We meet, and met, at night. Murky darkness, ambiguous moon, too soon! My thoughts are my vicious poison, you see. An idea is like a disease. It will spread and head the way to disastruous ruin. So be it. My suffering has changed my soul, perhaps made it cold. Just like your touch I yearn for so much. The irony! Humor aside, I cannot hide the fire I must now bear. The little ones-what will you do with them? Drink them dry, and leave them to rot? Do you remember what love is? Or did it drown in your inky depths, long ago? I know. How you suffered to the disease of an idea of miracles. How you suffered to the disease of an idea of curses. Those you loved, dropped like flies. Those you cherised became your demise. But rightfully so-your heart grew cold in the suffocating obsessive mold of death. Fire for fire, you see. You caused both- that of your Clan, and that of my belly. It sickens me. These dark thoughts, they are not mine. A voice whispers and tells me to think these things, in time. It plants ideas. Yes, that disease. This voice can please what I yearn to avenge. How strange. It beckons to me, and I succumb. You see it too, shadow, the darkness grows in my mind. But it fades, sinking back into the darkness it emerged from. I knew not I had. It moves me. I remember your eyes, I remember your smile. So crooked. So evil. So true. Your form, it changes, like the phases of the moon. And my love, it burns as that of the sun. Are we one? I dream of the day I can confess such a prowess of feelings to your beloved ears. But I fear the words you utter in return. It burns. Inky shadow, it seems you are my nemesis. It fits. I try so hard to etch away the shadow, but I fear what I will find underneath. So sheath your claws, the bloody things, and tell me a story for the night to end. I am still but a kit at heart after all (when the voice has gone). Don't leave-must you really? I suppose it is so. Do you think of me, like I do? My love. Your loving hate, your cold fire, your light darkness. You are a contradiction that I've fallen for. Don't Forsake me, my dear. I know there is someone under your evil deeds who wishes to break free. But your self-made chains are getting old. Will they shatter? Time can tell. Instead, you think I love your imitation. Listen closely, listen well; no matter who you are, what you do, and how you feel, I will always love you. Buddy this is the most amazing thing ever!!! I know i told you this in person but it was so great i just had to say it here too! heart Dragonfire and Serpentfang's was also made of win!!!! I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!! heart heart heart heart heart I like how this one fits their entire story over the course of the rp!!!! Its P E R F I C T ! 83
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:08 am
Winged Timberwolf Let me tell you it's strange Four legs and paws? Let me tell you it's weird Pointy ears and stout jaws? Let me tell you it's wrong Teeth and claws? Where once I stood straight I now walk by four I find myself drawn to two-walker's lore. Let me tell you it's right Fighting without a fight! Let me tell you it's normal Colored pelts and self-made light! Let me tell you it's fine Two-legged height! This life is a lie a shadow of life once lived walking high and not shadowed by strife. It's awesome! Wow, somehow you really know how to become the character and tell their feelings exactly right, even if you hardly know them! heart Thank you so much~!
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