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    The adult meerkat scampered across the terrain carefully, constantly stopping to rise onto his back legs and look around, something that was instinct for him as a meerkat. He had encountered cats before, that's where most of his scars came from, including the scar where his left eye would have been. That was long ago though, and he knew how to cope with it as if it had never been there.
    As he started to pick up on the scents of felines, he slowed down and made more frequent stops to stand and peer around. He came with good intentions, but he also knew they might not care. He could just be seen as prey and killed without second consideration. He wouldn't let that happen though, at least not yet. He still had plenty of years left under his belt and he hoped to be spending them here, with the Blackheart rogues.
    Cautious eyes skipped around from one thing to another as he tried to spot a sign of a cat, or perhaps even another animal so long as it could help him join. He squeaked out a small, "Hello?" before sitting on his haunches, having reached the border. He knew better than to just walk into Clan territory. The last time he did that, he lost his eye!

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    ᏆᏣ~ "Who are you and why are you sitting around our border?" Aquila demanded, barging out of the shadows. He didn't like the looks of the animal at all. Heck, the massive white and black tom didn't even know what it was! At least it had enough respect to wait at the border.


    ᎾᎾᏣ~


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    The young Abyssinian slinked towards the duo, her iridescent orbs eyeing the meerkat. The fuck was he doing out of his damn desert where he was supposed to be? Allegretto muffled a soft snort of disbelief that nearly escaped her maw, stopping slowly near the tom. How the meerkat would survive here, she didn't know. Honestly, he'd do better in BloodClan.
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    ᏆᏣ~ Aquila gave Allegretto a curt dip of his head in acknowledgement to his presence. At least I can hear him coming... Unlike Himilaya. The thoughts of of his enemy began to flood his mind, but he shook it away. The black and white tom patiently waited for an answer from the meerkat.


    ᎾᎾᏣ~


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    The meerkat, startled, shifted his gaze towards the two cats, more specifically the one who had spoken to him. He smiled slightly, although it was really against his personality. But, he wanted to join, and he knew coming in here like he owned the place wasn't the way to do that. These cats demanded respect just as he did, and this was their land after all. "My name is Hannibal and I wish to join." His answer was short and simple, just addressing exactly what she had asked.
    Sure, the Blackheart rouges didn't live in a territory that appealed to him, but BloodClan's desert wasn't an option. So, he would just have to adapt here as best he could. One of the hardest parts would probably be keeping warm, especially during winters, but temperatures during desert nights did drop extremely so he was at least someone used to the cold. Food though, that was the biggest concern. He figured he's get used to whatever they dragged in, and if he couldn't...he hadn't thought about that.

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    ᏆᏣ~ Aquila grunted, overlooking the meerkat's feature. It would've done better off in a desert... But who was Aquila to judge? Hannibal might just come in use for some things that most cats couldn't do. "Well, I have no authority to accept you. So we will just have to wait for a high position to come along," He explained, trying to keep a steady tone. The tom had been pissed off and stressed all day. And when you're like that, it is hard to keep your patience.


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    Daenerys had never met many animals. Having never been out of the city very often, she had mostly seen dogs and wildcats, with the occasional bear. Raccoons, rats, and mice were common in the city. Hannibal's slender, mottled brown creature that Aquila was conversing with was nothing at all like anything Daenerys had ever seen. She was not afraid to make it known, either. "What the fuck are you?" She barked, stalking toward the trio. Her eyes were alight with curiosity, although not lacking their usual spitfire gleam, trained solely on Hannibal.

    [font=georgia][size=8]Hannibal nodded towards Aquila before noticing Daenerys heading towards them. Her question startled him a little, but he had already known this wasn't some sweet-heart Clan, so he wasn't surprised to much. Plus, he already knew from the two cats' reactions that meerkats were not a common site, as he had expected. His dark copper-brown eyes settled on the leader, remaining mostly emotionless as he answered in a steady tone, "I am a meerkat. And my name is Hannibal." Offering up a half-hearted smile he shifted in his spot.

    What the hell was a meerkat? Hannibal was nothing at all like anything Daenerys had seen in her life. "You look like an over-sized rat, without the tail." The tabby commented dryly. "What do you want?"

    [justify][size=8]While he had never before seen a meerkat like Hannibal, Church wasn't sure if Daenerys' response was exactly the one he would've gone with. Actually no, it was pretty dead on -- and pff, even if it wasn't, who the fuck cares? Dae was leader, not him, and the shits he gave weren't typically ones that were taken into consideration.


    Studying Hannibal's slender figure with keen hazel-yellow eyes, Church awaited the newcomer's response to the Blackheart leader with his blue-furred ears neatly pricked.

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    Hannibal shifted once again and frowned for a moment, but otherwise stayed composed. His one eye's gaze skipped from the leader toward Church, then back. As respectfully as he could muster, he answered, "I want to join." He hoped they'd recognize, while he wasn't much of a physical threat due to his small size, he could still make a worthy member. His smaller size could be used very tactfully.