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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 100px; text-align: left;][color=black]He was a bloodclanner without knowing it, his pelt smelled of blood and dust as he trembled and padded towards the border markers. He was freezing, this weather was not suited for him and he didn't recall why. Although, all he remembered was awakening in an ice box and then leaving the walk... well here.


    He had no clue that his mother was dead or even of who she was. Although he was, for sure, the son of Breakinghalo's and Vehementspirit. Two long dead and very popular Bloodclan cats who had given birth to him two years ago in human years, but now here he was, apprentice aged and blue fur clumped together irritably as blood covered over his paws and towards the tear in his ear.


    Like most bloodclanners, he was well built, thick skin and long claws. He also had a well built torso and very sturdy but slender legs, he was athletically built for play and fights. And yet, he had done only a few before losing his memory and coming back now. Of course he'd find his way back to his family in Bloodclan and hopefully reunite with his older brother Coppermine... but for now.. he was on his own as he collapsed to the ground and into the cold snow.


    But right now it felt warm, so warm that he didn't want to get up or move. The blood was his own, when he had woken up he had needles and pins stuck in his fur, and when he ran they had ripped out. Splattering his own blood all over him and causing the wounds to pour out a bit here and there.[/fancypost]
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    She : Single : Blizzardclan : Sand cat : Medium : German accent
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    ❄The sand cat slid to a stop at the sight of the bloody tom. She pricked her large, sandy ears, and called out in a thick German accent,


    "Hello? Are du ok?" She meowed, trotting forwards.


    //It's late, sorry xD ❄


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    [I]Dry lightning cracks across the skies, those storm clouds gather in her eyes.[hr]


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    Carlos approached in the scene as he slowly widened in surprise of the sight from what he was seeing. "I'm just saying, but I don't think he's alright..." he meowed to the she-cat he never met before.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 100px; text-align: left;][color=black]She had literally asked how he was doing? Wow, wasn't this one intelligent? At least the tom had a bit of sense.


    He tried to rattle his mind on why he was being such a smart arse, but as he raised his head. He gave a smirk that didn't have his heart into it, "[b]You know.. just.. chillin'." His voice was cracked, and he realized that as he talked his throat seemed to pulse with pain that did not give him any pleasure. God d.mn this sucked. "Totally okay." He muttered as his head fell back against the snow.


    Lightly, his fur raised up and down as he took slow breaths, he felt weak and dizzy and he was flipping cold to the bone. How did the sand cat survive here!? She was better use to more warmer climates he had thought. He wasn't starving, just lost a tremendous amount of blood plus maybe needed to get something for his throat it was irritating him just to swallow his own saliva.


    His green optics shut tightly in response to the bright snow that continued to fall on this dark night, he wanted to disappear. Leave. But how far could he get before he... ya know.. passed out again? It was bad enough that he knew was his name, but now he was in a unfamiliar place with freaking unfamiliar cats. It was difficult to not high tail it away from here.[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor=; background: url; borderwidth=0px; height: 280px; width: 190px; overflow: auto; color: red][sub]The Spanish feline rolled his eyes with a sigh, the remarks the tom said he found was a lie. Like Nick would always say when he's not okay. "You should get yourself treaten with the wounds you have there." he said with a flick from his tail. "And surely you wouldn't look such a mess if you're okay." he added, hopefully he didn't sound rude or anything, but it's true.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 100px; text-align: left;][color=black]He was just a kid, an arrogant and cocky one at heart. So his responses just came out rather than stopped to be filtered.


    "[b]Alright well, senorito." He chuckled as pain clutched at him tightly with rough claws, "I would get treated but uh... don't really have anyone to do that. Much less myself. Should I start packing snow into my wounds." He asked sarcastically, he was always like this... he thinks. Or maybe not, maybe he was a good boy?


    None of these cats would ever know, because he wasn't from here or from this area. More like from a different side of the freaking world - not literally -.


    As if he didn't know he looked horrible, the tom had pointed it out. And still recovering from talking again, he just flickered his tail while silently snickering. This was amusing, who were these guys anyways? And where exactly was he?


    Preparing his throat, he swallowed before speaking up in a raspy voice. "Where am I?"[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor=; background: url; borderwidth=0px; height: 280px; width: 190px; overflow: auto; color: red][sub]...Seriously? A tom first called him a lady in his language, which that doesn't bother him, he only found it amusing because Nick always call him that and he's used to it,




    second, he was asking him if he could pack the snow on his wounds, but Carlos could tell he was being sarcastic. But still, that was a stupid question to ask, sarcastic or not,




    and lastly... the tom doesn't even know where he was. Well, he is in a very young age, so of course someone in his age would be asking- except someone tells that person about it.




    The faint scent on him smelled familiar, smelled as if he was from a Clan or something like that. Yet he can't just tell what.




    Carlos narrowed his eyes suspiciously at the tom, "You're outside the border of our territory." he replied to him with a flick from his tail. "Which we have a Clan call BlizzardClan." he added with a huff.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 100px; text-align: left;][color=black]Of course he knew packing snow into his wounds wouldn't help, that's why he had said it. To emphasize his point on not knowing how to treat them, like seriously. Was no one going to help them or were the going to chat like friendly buddies the whole time?


    And he said that this was a... Clan?


    "[B]And what is a clan exactly?" he asked in a dull tone, being completely and utterly serious. Amnesia did that to some cats, they either simply knew or didn't.


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    "Clans function as one. We take care of each other, and fight battles to keep ourselves safe. We also have leaders, one of which is me. A medicine cat will be along soon to treat your wounds, I don't want you dying out here on my watch, it'll make us look bad," Silverstar barked blankly as he made his way over, eyeing the newcomer with an unreadable expression.


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    [fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor=; background: url; borderwidth=0px; height: 280px; width: 190px; overflow: auto; color: red][sub]Ugh, finally someone else is here.




    The Spanish feline agreed with the leader. So this is the leader of BlizzardClan? He remembered the deputy, Baron was upset that he didn't allow him to get revenge on BloodClan for torturing him and his kids.




    "What the leader said." he muttered.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 100px; text-align: left;][color=black]Oh wonderful, finally someone else comes, and although he couldn't lift his head to see the new comer or leader or whatever. He was a bit angry on how emotionless and toneless these cats and animals were.


    Haha, toneless. That wasn't even a real word.


    Did they know what fun was or how to put through their emotions? Damn. But oh well, he'd just have to deal with it for now. Or until he could remember stuff. He pushed himself up into a half laying down and half sitting position to look at the new leader. "[B]Can you maybe tell me how in the hell I got here?" he was irritated, cold, and hungry. And blood still dripped from his open wounds, did they expect him to be polite and maybe courteous through this?


    Ugh, what he didn't know was that he was going to be here until he was a warrior almost. Then his mother Vehementspirit and brother Coppermine were to come and retrieve him after he recovered his memory.[/fancypost]
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    "Sorry, we don't know," Baron replied camly, with a smile. The stallion limped over, feeling like bird with a broken wing. "You could join, though. This is Blizzardclan." It will make us look bad? It was polite. If a dying cat was on your boarders you saved it.

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    Ivystorm had followed Baron out into the territory. "Wether or not you want to join, we will take you to our camp.", the medicine cat mewed. "You are cold and weak. I'm a medicine cat. I will see to you that your strength returns. And when it does we can continue talking and answer all your questions. Is that a deal?" She didn't look at Baron for approval. A cat in need would always be welcomed inside the camp. At least until it has recovered.


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    Carlos was done talking, since Ivystorm is here, she can handle the situation here. "Or maybe you walk to get here?" It was more as a question. He has a feeling the tom has a problem in his head or something. He should have a reason why he was here instead of coming here and trying to die off.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 100px; text-align: left;][color=black]"[b]Well I only walked from there.    " he pointed to the trees a few yards away where the hairless things had let him go. "To here. But I would greatly appreciate that." he said, referring to recieving treatment for his wounds.


    He couldn't even barely feel his paws, and his body was now trembling violently. He was very successful in not allowing the tremor to affect the way he spoke though. Which meant he at least some control over the cold that was taking his body by storm. [/fancypost]
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    With a nod, Baron bent down to pick up the feline. He felt sorry for the apprentice, remebering when he joined Blizzardclan. Wow, that seemed so long ago, now. He was bearly 2 moons old, when he joined. Though, he still remebered it clearly. He was so glad he just so happened to stumble acorss Blizzardclan, and not Bloodclan or something.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 100px; text-align: left;][color=black]Yeah, Bloodclan was a horrible place for some. Especially if they were from any enemy clan. But if Bass had wandered up on the desert territory, he would have been met with the face of his reincarnated mother along with his brother and possibly old friends. Or well, not old friends. They were probably all dead by now.


    Sadly.


    The tom winced a little, during the time they were talking, his body had stiffened with pain and as he was being moved, his limbs began to move slightly and shot pains through his body. This was going to hurt a lot, but he didn't protest to the deputy picking him up.[/fancypost]
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    "If you'd like to join, just swear your loyalty to BlizzardClan, and you're in. Welcome, by the way, to our home. Stay as long as you'd like," he barked once more, eyes still emotionless, though his tone had a bit more life to it this time around.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 100px; text-align: left;][color=black]He was a bit lucky, the snow and dirty that matted into his fur? It had covered up the underlay scent of Bloodclan. He didn't do that on purpose, a scent was a scent to him. But if had smelled like a Bloodclanner, they probably would've been more hesitant to accept him or offer him a place among them.


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