DASHING THROUGH THE SNOW! || BloodClan Visit || ON A ONE HORSE OPEN SLEIGH

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    The cougar waited patiently with his gang as he tapped his long ivory claws onto the wet soil. His expression nearly unreadable as his hellish optics slowly shifted left and right. "Hello?"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][Justify][size=7pt]The third tier hadn't been far behind at all and soon ended up flanking the tawny cougar, dark amber optics as she looked about. As far as her personal interaction with Tidalclan went, she had had very little. This would be an interesting evening to say the least.

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    She smelled them instantly, and her pure hatred welled up inside of her only moments later. The starlight-colored leader stepped out of her forest to meet them, her yellow eyes were veiled with dark and unmasked anger. "What do you want?" she asked, her normally polite tone was short and sharp. Come waltzing onto our territory... she thought, resisting a growl.




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    The cream tom snickered. The first tier just loved seeing these things play out. RiverClan may not have gone well, but hey, they had DarkClan! Not to mention - heck, he was with beasts. A cougar, a tiger, and he may just be a cat but... This she-cat was smaller than he was!




    He didn't comment though, staying behind third tiers and their leader. Oh please get the show on the road, someone knock that leader down!
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    [justify][font=arial]Hm. The female just eavesdropped, the animals here not being able to see here seeing as she was seaweed.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt]Oh dear, BloodClan was here? Clamatis stepped up beside Candelastar, his face blank. Those cats had attacked them mercilessly when they were smaller, and no one really liked them in TidalClan. The leader's yellow eyes glowed suspiciously, though he remained silent, awaiting the response to his co-leader's question.[/fancypost]

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    orangeblossom && springkit.
    [font=calibri]"talking" - thinking - roleplaying


    [hr][justify]THe final leader figure, deputy of TidalClan, stepped up, copper eyes holding buckets of suspicion as she resisted the urge to ask what the hell do you want?
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    - - - - - WAS NOTHING ! - - - - -

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    [font=arial][color=#8a8a8a]They say it's what you make...
    I say it's up to fate...
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    [justify][sup][color=#8a8a8a][size=8][font=georgia]Knight walked with the group, eyes and face emotionless. This probably wasn't the best time for a battle.. Especially since he had fresh wounds that were still scarring up.
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    Invisibility - Memory, Molecule, and Sound Manipulation - Ability to Absorb Spirits


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    The cinnamon point tom slowly made his way towards the group, eyes narrowed as a growl threatened to rumble in his throat. They surely brought enough people to talk.


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    The blind, vibration-sensing femme padded up to stand next to Celestialchart. Quite a heap of emotions in here. Excitement and some anger from the BloodClan side and nothing but hostility from TidalClan. Spreading Christmas cheer was going to be difficult indeed.

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    "Mama! Mama!" Elastickit exclaimed, blue eyes resting on the maned wolf. That was the one who had been captured with her! The tuxedo had wanted to tell her mama, but then she observed the rest of BloodClan. They didn't seem very friendly.... "What are you doing here?" She asked, tilting her head in confusion.




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    "I think you should ask him." Ailsa replied, gesturing with her paw toward the cougar.

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    "Okay!" Elastickit exclaimed cheerfully before waddling over to the cougar. Also known as the leader of BloodClan. "Sir, what are you doing here?" The kit repeated, blue eyes staring innocently up at Risen.




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    Ailsa was not quite sure what her leader would do to this kit. Yes, they were spreading Christmas cheer, but BloodClan was still a bit of a violent clan. I'm dead if I lead a kit into getting hurt, so dead..

    The gyrfalcon searched the skies and saw a a group of BloodClanners. Immediately, she short down and screeched, letting a warning. Who knows what they were doing on TidlaClan! Hibernus landed right next to Ore, her mother, and hissed at them. Her wings slightly open, and leaning forward, ready to attack if they do.

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    The jaguar would hold his metallic gaze on the gathered Tidalclanners as he listened with intent to their confused inquiries, his lips curling to form a menacing smile. His eyes would then trail over to the small ebony and white kitten as Elastickit stepped up to question their leader. It was a pity that such innocence did not last long in a world such as this.


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