i'm coming to accept the stars above me ( joining - open )

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    [justify]Clara D. didn't know what her last name was. There was an initial there - D - but her short time in BoneClan with her cousin hadn't done much to help the aqua-eyed point kitten discover what it stood for. Diemtrus, Darling, Derpaderp, who knew? The only thing that Clara understood was her location. The border of the Elite, where aunt Estelle lived or at least had the last time she'd spoken to her. Adjusting the eye-matching ribbon atop her head, Clara D. awaited a response or a reply to her nonexistent call for attention.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 350px; margin-left: -15px][justify][color=white][sup] a slim figure approached, curious yet also ready to be hostile. hm. it was just a kit, not unsimiliar to his own self. "hello, miss. name and business?"



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    IC: Xerxes came up beside Tux and eyed the shekit. The muscular guard awaited her answer before asking any questions.
















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    Seeing that the name and business question had already been asked, Easter just trotted over to watch. No harm in watching, right?

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    [justify]"[b]Clara D, come to join the Elite if I may.[b]" Clara replied calmly, reciting what her cousin and sister had told her to say when she came here. There was apparently a script, or close to it, that always got one accepted. If you didn't follow the script? You didn't get in. Aqua optics blinking at the domestic cats and then tiger cub, she noted the strange undiversity of it. Were there a lot of normal cats here, or was she just crazy?

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    The Oracle trainee appeared at the group beside her half sibling - Xerxes a kind smile, yet remained silent. This was for the Guard to handle by himself. Healers such as herself took no part in accepting an animal who sealed in finding a place among the Elite. Nixta Simul Stamus Mortem's sparkling green diamonds were locked on Clara, awaiting a response from her brown tabby rougemate.
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    IC: Xerxes nodded slightly. So another one wanted to join. Neat. "Before I can accept you, I need to know your strengths and weaknesses." he stated, his emerald optics locked on the femme.
















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    [justify]Strengths and weaknesses? Clara knew this for certain. "I have had some fighting and hunting experience in my previous homes, BoneClan and the loner lands, as well as the fact that I pride myself on intellect. However, I'm small and not as strong as a huge tiger may be, so I tend to be better at hunting and running than battle." The chocolate lynx point mewed, nodding to Xerxes and the black and white she-cat. Honestly, Clara would've preferred to heal if she was given a choice, but not all were. She certainly hadn't been offered that chance earlier in her life, though in the Elite, maybe there was a better possibility.

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    IC: Xerxes nodded, feeling like Clara was confident in her answers. "Swear loyalty to The Elite and you may join." The dark brown and white tabby guard replied, smiling slightly.
















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    [justify]"I swear my loyalty to the Elite and promise to stay here for as long as I may be an Elitist at heart." She mewed promptly, nodding to Xerxes. He had authority, then - those without it didn't ask questions or interrogate newcomers so confidently, as in her experience, they thought they couldn't do anything. Copper had taught her that much. Lessons from her cousin were coming in handy right now, sure enough. The BoneClan deputy really was a smart guy.

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    IC: Xerxes dipped his head and smiled. "Congratulations, Clara. You are now an Elitist. And if no one steps up, I will gladly give you a tour and explain our way of life here in The Elite." he said, glancing around at the crowd before looking back at the femme.
















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