the dragonfly [open, blizzardclan] ran away

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    Jesus, how do they live here? Standing on a hill at the border, Harley cocked her head backwards and made a face. No cover from the rain, it looked like an empty landscape in the middle of no where. Supposing these Windclanners would be pretty could at hiding, the dazzlung tux stood at the border, the scares of hearts imprinted on her cheeks. "'Ey, guys, Blizzardclanner here." She called, her voice echoing across the landscape with a little help of her powers. Scratching her scarred neck, Harley sat and licked her lips, waiting.


    [valentine's day dance thread - http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1456384.0 ]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; font: 11px times new roman; color: #f2f2e8; text-align: justify;]Beccapaw approached behind Benedict. She really had nothing to say until the Blizzardclanner responded, but that said, the dilute tortoiseshell had no idea why Blizzardclan would be here. At least she did not cross the border.

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    "Greetings. We'd like to invite you all to our Valentine's Day Dance." She explained, managing a small smile despite her hatred for romance.


    [its being held early because the role player of the deputy will be gone for a couple of days so yeah. (: ]



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    "Dance?" questioned the fawn smoke, approaching the scene quickly. Snapping had absolutely no idea what 'dance' meant. The cold air was still uncomfortable to her, and there were no nursing females here, only adding to her sense of insecurity. The Queens gave off a milky scent that the young one still relied upon for comfort, and the fact that it was missing made Snappingkit unhappy."Dance?" the odd word rolled off her tounge as of it were posion. What did it mean? Why was her life so horrible that she only knew two words, Hi, and Ass?

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    Ooh - well a dance sounded kinda cool. Padding over, interested, the tom instantly thought of Gunshower. Perhaps this would be a nice thing they could enjoy together.[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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