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Flufferes said:
Whitnay sat there with the surprised pikachu meme face. "oh." She said in a guilty tone. "im sorry."
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Connor sucked in a deep breath, playing brave. He could go on. He had to. "It's fine. I shouldn't have slapped you. But good ol' Clarabelle has...erm...she has history, and you need to stay on." He somehow spared a hand to tuck in his shirt before leaning farther over Clarabelle's neck.
 
HeavensHens88 said:
Name: Connor Clifton
Age: 13
Rank: Farmer's Son
Personality: The type of guy everybody likes, both platonically and romantically. He's just got that constant charm. Thinks things through, but not quiet. Cleverly speaks his mind; knows how to beguile his way out of trouble with both his looks and smooth words. No one would ever think to blame him for evrything. Admires those who work hard and keep level heads, but has a soft spot for flirty girls.
Description: Fit and athletic. 5'7" tall. Shaggy blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. Jeans, button-down, and cowboy boots kinda guy. Has a blue-ribbon smile.
History: Not too much. He's got a simple family situation- he's the only child of two stable and content parents. They live on a quaint farm just outside of town; they have a couple horses and assorted other livestock.
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(For once in my life I made a form longer than your's *Is proud*)
 
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RiverStorm said:
Name: River Katrina Fallyn
Age: 13
Rank: City daughter (Home schooled now since she used to be badly bullied)
Personality: Clever, brave, and highly loyal, she’d readily lay down her life for any single one of her friends— But good luck becoming her friend, she hates most people, almost impossible to get close to. Even if you can take on that task of trying to become her friend, she’d never to refer to you as a friend. Unless of course you’re an animal. She seems very distant and cold-fronted, liking to stay in the shadows— Though don’t think she can’t jump into action in a matter of a few moments. Dare you say something short tempered to her, she’ll happily oblige to give you an earful of angry retorts, and if it escalates, give you an unlimited amount of blows until someone steps in, were she’ll either make use of her legs and race off, continue fighting, or stop fighting and stick around to see whatever awaits. She easily takes the role of leader. She secretly wishes other people liked hanging out around her, but she usually chases them off with her sharp words. Very much a tom-boy.
Description: Wavy thick midnight black hair that fades to dark brown, that reaches down just below her shoulders. She has possibly the brightest green eyes you’ve ever seen. Exceedingly pale skin. High cheek bones. Stands 5’6 tall. Usually can be seen wearing ripped jeans, a Grey t-shirt or hoodie, boots, and a leather jacket. Never wears makeup.
Pets: Trodaire (Black German shepherd with thick fur and golden eyes. Male. Two years old.), will eventually get more animals.
Username: @RiverStorm
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Accepted
 
HeavensHens88 said:
Connor sucked in a deep breath, playing brave. He could go on. He had to. "It's fine. I shouldn't have slapped you. But good ol' Clarabelle has...erm...she has history, and you need to stay on." He somehow spared a hand to tuck in his shirt before leaning farther over Clarabelle's neck.
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"Ok." Whitnay said, continuing to bare with the intense bovine velocity. "What happened to your kindergarten girlfriend?" She asked hesitantly.
 

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