it's called faith [joining]

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    [align=center][font=georgia]Sammy was done with his solo world tour. He was tired of walking, of seeing strange places and new faces. He wanted something at least semi-regular, but astounding. He wanted to be useful, he did not want to be used. He wanted to be helped without worrying about debt. In short, Sam wanted a family.


    He wouldn't have called it settling down. It was far from that. He wasn't old. He would fight, he would injure, and he would die for whatever place chose to let the moose in. Yes, there were some that were hesitant. Feline? Come on in. Canine? I think we can trust you. Avian? You'll be useful.


    But a moose? Sammy hadn't heard of many creatures like him in the groups. After a while of nosing around, he had come to a conclusion, and that conclusion was that the only place he could live at was the Elite. Yes, it was an Anti-Clan, so he'd heard. He'd heard gruesome things. Still, Sam decided he would give it a shot. He could hunt for them if he had to. He was good with herbs. He was unafraid to fight. He didn't eat their prey, so he wasn't another mouth to feed.


    Hopefully the Elite thought it would work too.


    Walking up to the border, the moose called out as loudly as the rather quiet moose could manage: "HELLO."


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    OMG That's, your the one who ordered the moose from chou. I was wondering if I'd ever see that moose again. I'll bring jace in shortly
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    The noise was the only thing that bothered her so far today, with penance constantly being around, she considered this a very good thing! "State your name and business with the Elite" she mewed in her monotone voice, stoic posture and lifeless expression looking at him. You'd think one would be afraid of something so large? However Jiyu very well knew she could kill this if it attacked, plus if she yowled the place would be swamped before long!

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    Lotta-grizzly bear-female-The Elite-hard-if attacking, post in brown
    {Gotta Love Me}
    Well, she wouldn't attack him until he had crossed, but still, the lean, yet large (compared to the normal Elite members) female grizzly looked at the moose warily, there wasn't many things she wouldn't dare attack, but moose was on her list of don't attack. Lotta lumbered over to her fellow Elitest and sat down, letting her light brown fur shine in the light.
    {Ya You Gotta Love Me}

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    [align=center][font=georgia]ooc: Ywah, that was Sammy. c: Sounds good!


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    "Samuel--well, Sam--and I'd like to join." The massive moose answered promptly, deciding not to waste this feline's time. Or the bear's, though he was actually a little more worried about the feline. Bears were powerful and not-too-slow, and he was powerful and not-too-slow. The cat couldn't crush him, but he was quite sure it could tear him to pieces. Maybe it was the... Dead look that intimidated Sam the most.

    Just the every day, being more intimidating to a moose than a best was! However she didn't even know the moose's fear of her lack of emotion. "Very well, I'm Jiyu Simul Stamus, a guard capable of accepting you if you pass" the monotone voice was the same as always, corpse like. "Why do you wish to join us?" the calico mewed sitting her massive form down.

    [align=center][font=georgia]Ooh, questions. What, did they think he was secretly spying for some other Clan? And that he would tell them if he was? No, he was an ordinary moose looking to join. Well, that probably wasn't too ordinary. Well, there was no way he could answer this question without it turning into storytime, so it would be a short storytime.


    "I've been travelling for moons, and I'm tired of it. I've seen things I doubt most ordinary moose have seen. Now I want a home, and was told this was the place to be. I hear there are others like me." Sam let it out rather quickly, hoping that was the right thing. Was he supposed to say he hated the Clans? He didn't. If anything, Sam was honest. That was his honest answer.

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    Lotta watched, her amber optics watched him curiously, maybe he would be able to pass the test, or not, it really was up to what he said and how he acted. others like him? Not many, not many in the Elite, or in any of the clans really, like most bears, but who cared about the powerful creatures like moose and bear anyway? Lotta thought, her thoughts wandering to different topics as her eyes stared blankly ahead.
    {Ya You Gotta Love Me}

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=8] Sam . . . he was just like him. Before the elk joined the Elite, he too was tired of traveling by himself. Of course, he was also tired of being isolated and practically unknown, but Prongs didn't think Sam went through something like that. They were both large, and deer . . . heck, Prongs could probably call him a brother if he wanted to. Just looking at the moose for the first time, it just made him suddenly happy, happy that there was someone out there who could relate to him.


    Prongs slowly approached Samuel, trying to contain his smile to spreading into a giant grin. This was great. Watery orbs of honey-brown hue remained locked on the newcomer, refusing to look at anyone else. Straightening up on his spindly legs, Prongs looked at the moose, glad to see him; the look shown in his facial features. "Hello there!"


    The elk dipped his head, making sure his rack of tines that was his antlers didn't poke or jab anyone on the way down. This was the closest he could do to bowing, a sign he used to show respect. A greeting was the only words he could muster; he was just to ecstatic to see Sam, even if he hadn't met him yet.


    But he was going to. It was already a goal Prongs took note of in his mind. No matter what, he was going to make sure Sam joined. And once that happened, he wanted to be stuck to him like they were glued or something. It was going to be marvelous.

    Jiyu glanced over at prongs as he arrived. "Strengths and weaknesses" she was looped into accepting this moose now wasn't she? If she said no, Prongs was a determine fucker! So he was in, after she made it look like she was still making a decision and found of how best to use him.

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    {Gotta Love Me}
    Well it seemed like the moose had already earned himself a place in the Elite, great, a moose would be on their side. Lotta looked from Prongs to Sam, seeing a good relationship or two hateful enemies in their far future, but it could well be Lotta's stomach screaming of hunger, so you never knew.
    {Ya You Gotta Love Me}

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    [align=center][font=georgia]There was his proof that he wasn't wrong. Sure, there weren't a ton of them, but there was somebody like him. After being basically shut off from his own kind for so long, it was just nice to see another face like his. He couldn't stop the wide grin as he returned the gesture, bowing his head. "Hey." He responded with a rather awed look before his gaze was snapped back to the feline.


    Oh, he didn't even know what he could say. His strengths and weaknesses weren't really prominent. And besides, he was a moose. They were bound to be a little different. "I am not afraid to fight, if necessary. I know a lot about herbs, I can hunt if it's needed, and I'm by no means weak." Yeah, Sammy figured that was about it for strengths. "But... I don't like fighting, and prefer peace. I guess I don't want to hurt others. I can be a little... mean if somebody says something I don't like." He didn't know if they would consider it a weakness, but he did. If somebody said something he disagreed with, he'd pull up all known facts to try and prove it otherwise. It often resulted in him telling some sensitive secrets.


    "So... Yeah."

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    peaceful moose, and I thought we where getting a fierce Lotta thought angrily, there where way too many gentle giants in the clans in her opinion, but someone who knew about herbs could be useful, if all the HPs went and died, at least they would have a spare healer.
    {Ya You Gotta Love Me}

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