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Librra generated a random number between
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46!
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2022 9:06 am
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ahmazeinlee generated a random number between
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30!
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2022 3:50 pm
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Candle Wick Ghost generated a random number between
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46!
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2022 4:54 pm
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viatorai generated a random number between
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35!
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2022 6:39 pm
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ahmazeinlee generated a random number between
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4!
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2022 11:21 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2022 1:51 pm
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Ice_Dragon_Demon generated a random number between
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27!
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2022 1:52 pm
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Koiasi generated a random number between
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25!
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2022 5:24 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2022 5:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2022 6:35 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2022 5:44 pm
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RP Contest Entry Username: Hoshi Lockhart Cub's Name/Meaning: Neema (Divine Grace) Brief Personality: Neema is a rather thoughtful, self-conscious cub who wants to understand how the world works and not be a burden in it. She tends to look up to her elders a lot, believing they know all the answers to all her questions and that they always know what's the right thing to do. She can often be found sitting and thinking, trying to sort out all the conflicting emotions that stir about in her brain over a great many things. She never seems to have a very strong opinion one way or another, always sitting in the grey area. Prompt Reply: Neema, despite being so new to the world, knew exactly what she wanted. And what she wanted was freedom. The sounds of battle all around her was something she was both used to and something she didn't enjoy hearing. It was all a bit overwhelming to her, this constant need to improve through fighting each other. Always being contracted out to someone. When she imagined herself being here, being involved in activities like this, she wasn't sure if she liked it. Right now, she was watching two adults sparring. They kept their claws in, but the patting at each other's heads still looked really hard. It made her put a paw up to the side of her own head, holding it there as she tried to imagine how it might feel. She'd felt something like it when she played with her siblings. But that was what all cubs did. That was how they played. Maybe this was how adults played?
Putting her paw back down, Neema turned her back on the two cheetah, making her way slowly over to a quiet edge of the area. Somewhere she could be more by herself to think. She'd heard some of her siblings were following Papa out into the roguelands. Was that also what she wanted to do? it sounded exciting. The roguelands could also be dangerous. She knew this. She wasn't an oblivious child. But maybe it'd be better for her? More quiet? She could decide things on her own, have that freedom she was craving. She didn't have to be one of the grown-ups who went out to do jobs. She could be a healer or craft things for the others to use. She wasn't sure if she wanted to do that, either. She didn't like working with her paws and remembering all the different properties of plants was difficult. Nor did she want to learn. Hunting for the pride seemed like a daunting job. So many mouths to feed.
Neema picked at a bug on the ground, turning it over with one paw, not really paying much attention to what she was doing. She felt neutral about the pride, all things said. She could understand the mixed bag of feelings of all the gossip she had heard in her short life already. She didn't like some of the jobs the pride members sometimes picked up. She didn't understand why you'd be okay with killing some stranger. Killing for food was okay. The circle of life and all that. But killing for a reward was confusing. Had they been bad and this was their punishment? Was that really okay to do?
Oh. Now she was also questioning the morals of it. Neema hadn't meant to do that. She liked some of them and didn't want to think negatively on what they were doing. But she had and it put another thought into her head: Did prides elsewhere have conflicts like this? She suddenly wanted to know. To travel around and meet others, see what life was like for them. That seemed like fun!
Well. Guess she was leaving, too. She hoped Mama wouldn't be too upset.
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Jovi of Shadows generated a random number between
1 and 11 ...
9!
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2022 11:17 am
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Jovi of Shadows generated a random number between
1 and 10 ...
9!
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2022 11:19 am
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