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    [size=8]Coltpaw grinned, inhaling deeply. He had just found his way here recently, coming over previously from WindClan. He lost most of his memories from the windy moor, but it seemed to be nice here too. "Hello, anyone want to chat?" he asked in his huckleberry accent, trying to meet some of the cats here.

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    "Sure, I'd be willing to," the alabaster femme mewled, padding forward on dainty paws. Dark blue optics shone as she greeting the newcomer. It was he job to greet newcomers and such. A wide smile spread across we cheeks; she was quite excited about every new cat she met. One down, and like a hundred to go.

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    Raspberrykit was on her back, her belly exposed and her paws tucked into her sides. Her blue eyes were closed as she basked in the sunlight, almost like a human would be if they were tanning. She knew that summer, or Green-Leaf, would quickly be coming to an end, and it had already started becoming colder as autumn approached. She had never been through a Leaf-Bare, but was certain that she would be fine with her long, fluffy fur. Still, that didn't mean that she was happy about the change in seasons. Instead, she wanted summer to last forever, but she knew that would never happen so she took advantage of the sunny, warm days that were left.
    As someone said something in a slight accent, she opened her eyes, looking over. Oh, it was the guy from the . . . Thing. To be honest, she didn't really know him, even though he was a bit familiar. If she hadn't paid attention to him before, then he wasn't important, so the kitten closed her eyes again, when she heard Frostkit's voice, she couldn't help but scowl. Couldn't they see that she was relaxing?
    Rolling over on to her side, she fixed both of them with a hard stare. "Could you quiet down?" she grumbled, not understanding why cats found it so necessary to be friendly and social.


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    [justify][font=verdana][size=10px]"I'm always up for some friendly banter," the red tabby warrior purred as he trotted over. "You're new here, right? Can't say I know the name - 'm Chutzpah."

    "I'll not pass the opportunity for a chat," Ringbearer purred, as he strolled over slowly and sat down. "I'm Ringbearer, Ringbearer at your service," he introduced himself to those he didn't know as he gave his bedraggled chest fur a few careful licks. You had to keep yourself looking presentable, he always said, as you never knew who might show up. Not that much had ever happened, save becoming a tidal, in his life.

    "I want to chat" meowed Crystalkit, smiling widely. The kit was always smiling these days, though one day the smile would fade. Glancing at the other cats, she tried to see if she knew any of them.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 415px; color: white; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt;]Ultrapaw flashed an uneasy grin to her fellow HawkClanners, lavender optics widened as she tried to keep her cool. The socially awkward femme tentatively padded over, staring at her alabaster paws.[/fancypost]

    Dacnomaniacalpaw rolled her amber eyes at the quickly-gathering cats, curling her thick silver tail around her small body, as if to shield herself from their annoying voices. Why, oh, why was everyone so talkative? What was the point in such useless conversations? She rolled onto her back with a groan, stating at the ceiling of the apprentices' den, in which she was currently residing.

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    Seeing as no-one else was, Ring decided to start up a conversation. Or attempt to. "So," he began with a small cough. "What are we all up to today? Anything interesting happened?" By interesting, he meant pleasantly so, and pleasantly so meant normal and peaceful. So not really interesting after all, to him, but he didn't have anything else to ask.