if you wanna STEAL my SHOW [RETURNING ?!]

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    137




    TAGGED
    n/a




    NOTES
    no flooding please ;w; /sob ;; two to three other characters at the most.[/fancypost]


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    The splatter coated callie was walking. She looked sick, though she really wasn't. Her paws were aching, but otherwise, the apprentice looked rather healthy. Her belly still had the nasty scar that Dearlea had given her during her first fight, that was definitely one thing that screamed, Hey guys! It's me, Colorpaw!, but one thing was different. Her fur. It was the same pretty calico coat, but where it had been very short, now it was longer. Not as long as that of a Persian, but long nonetheless. Bright blue eyes were focused on the camp. She'd run away for a while. Why? She wasn't sure. She'd felt the need to get away for a little while. And now, the female was back. She promised herself she would never leave the clan again. This was her clan.




    [align=right][size=15pt]― COLORPAW[/fancypost]

    Peppermint didn't know Colorpaw, but she did know who Dearlea, the cat who had given Colorpaw the deep scar, was. Dearlea was her Bloodclan sister. The brown tabby had captured her and tortured her once in the Pit, ignoring the fact that they were sisters and acting like the rest of the cruel Anti-Clanners who enjoying killing innocent cats.


    As she padded towards the calico coated female, she gave her a nod. "Hello. Name and business, please." The Wyvern Squire said to the feline. She didn't know Colorpaw, so she was unaware that she was a Sunclanner who had returned.

    Edging along the SunClan border, the puckish form of the golden Labrador almost bounced across the forest floor, leaves parting as if to clear a space for his large paws. Suddenly he froze and stretched his neck up to send his gaze over the shrubs. A tinge of ginger and white smothered by splashes of white caught his sight and his head cocked in wonder. Stepping past the shrub, twigs marking his pelt slightly, he made to call out to the small figure made larger by her long pelt what her name and business was but saw he had been beaten to it by Pepper. Approaching, he looked curiously over the stranger. The she cat looked pretty tired though he couldn't see any wounds so it was most likely she had just travelled a long way and may need her paws seeing to. Well, if she was here to stay, that would be.

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    TAGGED #magni #magniwashere
    NOTES male ; sunclan ; captain ; very hard ; has invisibility & molecular manipulation[/fancypost]

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    [align=right][size=15pt]― MAGNI[/fancypost]

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    TAGGED
    # names




    NOTES
    save. [/fancypost]


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    Nothing truly big happened; right? An anxiety struck her heavily now. What if she'd been gone during another fight? How cowardly. Then again, she most likely wouldn't have been allowed to fight. The scar had only just healed fully, shortly before she decided she wanted to come home. The she-cat still had hardly a minute of proper training, and still felt lucky that she'd escaped Dearlea's claws alive. Then again, she had put up a pretty good fight. The SunClan apprentice had made off with some fur clogging her claws, a good thing to an apprentice without a mentor. She'd always wanted to beat the BloodClan she-cat in a battle ever since, to get revenge for the ugly scarring on her chest and belly.




    [align=right][size=15pt]― COLORPAW[/fancypost]



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    Nidalee slipped in onto the scene, the snow leopard gliding gently forward to side with her three friends. She stayed silent, but her icy blue eyes gave off a menacing gaze toward the apprentice. Whoever this cat was, better not fuck up her arrival.


    "Yes, much has happened while you were gone," she hissed gently, gazing down on the calico she-cat. If she had to, Nidalee would converse with her-in private. Muscling up some strength, she readied her telepathy.


    Claiming - Magni, Indigo, and Merlin

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    She just nodded. Peppermint had noticed how many cats who claimed they were former Sunclanners had returned in the past few days. Her expression was slightly bored as she waited to see whether Colorpaw would be accepted back or not.


    She nodded to her friend, Nidalee, who was currently in the form of a snow leopard, a smile spreading on her muzzle. Peppermint knew that the feline was only being cautious because of all the Anti-Clan trespassers that had intruded on their territory.


    Nidalee had already answered Color's question, though her answer would have been similar anyway. She didn't know the apprentice, so she wasn't sure when they had last been in the clan, but a lot had happened. Deaths of high positions, promotions and demotions, Bloodclanners killing and torturing most of the clan, and more cheerful events such as competitions and the announcement for the upcoming Riverclan Prom were some of the things that had occurred. She was sure that someone would inform her of everything soon, if she was allowed to come back as a member. She didn't see why not, but it was a high position's decision.

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    TAGGED #magni #magniwashere
    NOTES male ; sunclan ; captain ; very hard ; has invisibility & molecular manipulation[/fancypost]

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    Seeing as Magni had been able to handle the situation, the snow leopard gave a quick nod and rested her powers. Indeed, the other two were right. Much had happened throughout the progression of moons Colorpaw had been gone. Hopefully, the Captain would b able to keep the apprentice up-to-date on what was happening in the Clan. "Do you need any help there?" she inquired telepathically, aiming the question toward Magni.


    Claiming - Nothing.

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    TAGGED
    # dearlea
    # magni
    # peppermint




    NOTES
    low muse ;w; /sob [/fancypost]


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    [align=right][size=15pt]― COLORPAW[/fancypost]

    She wondered if she should help Magni with telling what had happened since her disappearance. The albino wildcat turned her head to face the Captain, looking at him questioningly. She didn't have telepathy, so she couldn't ask him that way, but hopefully he would understand why she was looking at him as if waiting for an answer. Peppermint's fur bristled as the calico mentioned the name of her sister, the cat who had betrayed her.