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    [Font=Cambria]He had heard of the legends, the legends that stood firmly underneath his paws, they were there, present within his mind. They swirled with mystic powers, and made the wheels in his mind whirl. The gentle subtle clicks repeated themselves, almost in a eerie, omnious tune. Click... Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap...
    Sitting on his haunches, Himalayankit began to wonder exactly... How did it all work? So then the apprentice opened his mouth and asked out loud,"[/b]How does Santa Claws deliver all of his presents on time?[/b]"


    Mobile & I think I have a cold

    ( chronopaw )
    ( apprentice/darkclan AM )( darkclan )( most powers )( bunnymund xx aeonsummoner )


    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0;overflow:auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;] [justify][font=georgia][sub]"...Nobody knows Hima. Santa Claws is like a undercover spy, he works by himself and you never know where he is." Flickering out of invisibility, she appeared before the red tabby with a small smile on her maw. She gave a frosty sigh as she pulled herself down into a sitting position, her eyes locked upon her younger brother.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; opacity: .50; overflow: auto; width: 430px; height: 100px; text-align: center; color: black; font: 11px georgia;]"On the contrary," Pitterpatter mewed, grinning. "I hear he has some kind of device that allows him to freeze time while everyone is sleeping." Of course, it didn't really make much sense, but it was a good start.[/fancypost]

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    "Sounds awesome!" Himalayankit cried as he rose to his paws for a moment, taking the time to nudge his older sister and then nodded towards Pitterpatter with enthusiasm.


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    Being a loner in the past, he didn't know much about these strange myths that floated around among the clan cats. Frankly, he found this one a little... odd. He wasn't going to judge, though. Whatever floated their boats, got them excited, stuff like that.




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    [font=georgia][color=white]Wren was like Unity in this case; she had been a loner, and had never caught wind of such myths prior to her joining. "Santa Claws? What's that?" She inquired in her soft, whisper-like mew. Her feather duster of a tail swept the ground before she took a seat, amber eyes flitting over the group.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; opacity: .50; overflow: auto; width: 430px; height: 100px; text-align: center; color: black; font: 11px georgia;]Looking to Wren, Unity, and Aubrielle, the black smoke cocked his head. They hadn't heard of Santa Claws? "Why he's the tomcat that delivers all the presents on that gift-giving day!" He didn't exactly know the right name for it. "No one's ever seen him in person though, because he only comes out once a year."[/fancypost]

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    [font=georgia][color=white]Wren had been born in August and her adoptive parents disappeared in November and she only joined Darkclan a day or so ago. She had never celebrated this annual gift-giving day that the warrior spoke of, though it sounded like a blast. "Well, I can't believe I missed it! Santa Claws sounds like a real catch." She pouted for a moment before smiling at the realization she would celebrate next year.

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    ❥Interaction
    [size=7pt]Hard
    No Kill
    No Capture
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    ❥Information
    [size=7pt]Deputy
    Darkclan
    Labrador
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    ❥Powers
    [size=7pt]See a Spirit
    Super Senses [/size]




    ❥Parents
    [size=7pt]Unknown[/size]




    ❥Children
    [size=7pt]Freepup
    Degresspup
    Cadmium[/size]




    ❥Grandchildren
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    ❥Notable Family
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    		 [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 1px solid #494949; background: #1f1f1f; padding:10px; font-size: 8pt; text-align:justify; color:#4c4c4c; width:250px; height: 239px; overflow:auto;]Chocolate eyes narrowed as they laid on the apprentice who claimed that Santa Claws wasn't real. "Well someone doesn't like Santa Claws. Of course he's real!" Barked the deputy with a toothy smile. "If he wasn't, then how the heck do you wake up on Christmas with presents?" Pepsi asked, shaking out her ebony fur. Sitting down she fixed her deep brown gaze on the kitten who had asked in the first place. "I remember when I used to live with my housefolk and they used to put out food and water for Santa. The kits got really excited the night before he arrived and I always had to sleep out the back on Christmas Eve." She said with a small shrug.
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    Johnnypaw sat, shrugging. I've only celebrated his arrival once. This year. What's his deal? He goes around the world, from what I've heard. Living most of her kit life as a rouge, she hadn't had time to understand it yet.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; cursor:url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-9/cur817.cur), auto; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; color: white; text-align: justify;][sub]Aubrielle's expression remianed the same, although her eyes grew slightly nostalgic as she remembered Christmases past. It was so magical, waking up with a present for her. And it was always just what she had wanted. "He travels the world in one night, delivering presents to all the good cats in the Clans." The serval mewed, recalling old tales.