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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; line-height: 92%; color: seagreen;]Noma.


    Dacnomanialvictory.


    She was the only thing still on his mind since he tortured himself, bled himself dry. News had reached him of the death of Akhenaten. Oh, how Dae would have wept. Tarnishedloss wanted to rush to her aid and comfort her. But would she remember?


    Tarnishedloss still remembered the day they had met as innocent kits, two shadowauras bonded by chance. He remembered how he had starved himself and tried to help her just so she could be happy but had been shut out each time.


    As soon as he reached the HawkClan border, he cried out, "Noma!"

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    The puppy had been noticing a lot of rejoiners lately, and most of them he didn't even know which was understandable. He only put on a grin and wagged his tail as he bounded over, looking up at the the rejoiner with excited pale luminaries. "Name and business!" he barked out with a grin.[/fancypost]
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    Tristen
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    Collie
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    Saberteeth
    Shift-Shape (Male lion)
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    He of course heard the call, and the over sized cougar was the next one to appear. There was a tired expression on his face as the feline said nothing. Man, he still couldn't believe how bad this post was.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify][sub]"Is that you?" the reincarnation of Stickypaw poked the male curiously, for she had known him for a very short period of time back when she was a kitten, and he and Noma were really old apprentices.
    /gah, muse fail

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    [fancypost bgcolor=white bordercolor=transparent; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia][color=#86BBBF]Hearing the commotion and wanting to witness it firsthand, Pinuppaw skipped over, big blue eyes on the male who called out for Noma. Now she was really curious who he was. Saying nothing, the blue point took a seat next to no one in particular, waiting for a response from the unfamiliar male.


    track ))

    [justify][sub] if cats could chew gum danijel would probably be doing that. in a really aggressive manner because she was rather irritated with all these people shouting. god couldn't see just relax? sliding forward with on paw raised, the tail lacking margay offered a rudely blunt glare to the tom who had caterwauled out dacnomaniacalvictory's name. the strategist didn't know him, she really didn't want to know him. she really, really did want to have him yell again either. god why couldn't these idiot's be patient. or they could just fucking walk in, because of course hawkclan was friendly friendly and no one knew how to kos, or aos for the matter. dammit why did they have to yell? it didn't even register that he had yelled out ' noma '.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]beneath her thick skin, yes, she was electric—a lightning storm of emotion, raging and never stopping. ready to strike. but she was so unprepared for what happened next.


    dacnomaniacalvictory's deep amber eyes met his jade-green ones and she felt fear rising up in her throat. even after all that time, even after all she'd been through, the fear still remained. the fear that came without warning and destroyed her from the inside out. the fear that emerged whenever the name tarnishedpaw was whispered into her ears. he had been her first nightmare. not the boogeyman, but tarnishedpaw. but she supposed he would have given himself a knight name by now.


    [color=#E15A00]" . . . name and business," she muttered, determined not to break in front of her clanmates, in front of him, but her throat ached and her stomach churned and she felt like she was dying. she might as well be. standing beside danijel, the aristocrat edged closer to her, as if the margay would protect her somehow.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px;]Lei arrived, ears swiveled forward and his attention on Tarnishedloss.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]If Isaac had known anything, he would be going: "Ohhh, * is 'bout to go down," as Noma had been really hard on him since she doesn't want him to do the same thing to Fairypaw as Tarnishpaw had done to her. There was going to be some arguing soon enough between them.


    But the serval doesn't know the past of Tarnishpaw and Dacnomaniacalpaw.


    Isaac padded up behind Noma, his green visionaries shining. Since Noir had given the semi positions the power to accept members the party planner could actually accept him.
    [color=transparent] #isaachawkclan

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; line-height: 92%; color: seagreen;]"depends on who you think i am." he said to tenfice. and turning to noma, he smiled. "it's me. tarnishedpaw. tarnie. do you remember me?"

    [justify][sub] "'ey, mister blatantly ignoring everyone else's questions asshole," no one said danijel was a nice person, no one put a warranty on this person. "you seemed to have partially answered the name question, so is your business here to annoy everyone else or are you here to rejoin or some other bullshit because i'd rather go do something that's useful than listen to you yabber." noma had scooted closer to her, and due to dacnomaniacal's fervor about personal space before, it had put the transgender on edge. though really her little grumpy rant about the tom avoiding the question was more to the fact that the cat had limped her ass over here to see what the yelling was about only to find it was some asshole who didn't answer the protocol questions. god, why couldn't people be easy to deal with. the semi-high position offered only a neutrally disgruntled look to tarnishedloss.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px;]Ooh, well shit was about to go down. He softly whistled 'Timber' by Kesha and Pitbull, especially Pitbull's part 'shit's about to go down'.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; line-height: 92%; color: seagreen;]"Hh, I'd like to rejoin." he said quietly.

    [justify][sub] well, that was easier than expected. the margay took a second to stare the cat down, flickering a glance to noma. auto-accept, now. semi-high positions could accept, no need to swear loyalty. welp, "welcome back to hawkclan, then." the transgender offered a shrug, silent. round dark eye's did examine the newest old member of hawkclan, however. he was rather calm naturally, from what she could see. weird. danijel did keep to her silence however, sitting beside noma.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; line-height: 92%; color: seagreen;]"Thank you." he said carefully, keeping the ocelot's gaze. Tarnishedloss looked to Dae once more, familiar jade gaze meeting her burning fires that were, of course, her eyes.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][color=#1E1E1E][size=8]dacnomaniacalvictory wanted to scream at him. yes, she remembered him. and she fucking hated him. the pinnacle of her nightmares, the reason she woke up in the middle of the night to find that she was hyperventilating. she hated him and was afraid of him. she wanted him to leave and never return. he had been dead for so long, and for once, just once, she had dared to hope that he wouldn't come back, but here he was, looking at her and talking to her and making her heart melt with sheer terror.


    she couldn't meet his eyes. she looked away, her perfect facade hiding the immense fear inside.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; line-height: 92%; color: seagreen;]Tarnishedloss opened his mouth to speak slowly. "Noma, if you want me to leave, I-I will, okay? You know I'd do that for you."

    H f*ck we should leave. Zerum meowed to Iam she shook her head and meowed, "Haha. No I'd love to see this sh*t go down."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; line-height: 92%; color: seagreen;]Sea green eyes flashing dangerously, Tarnished shot a glare in Iam's direction to silence him, hopefully. The dark tabby narrowed his jade pools and turned back to the black smoke he had known since kithood. He remembered that day well when he had met the femme whom he would have given him life for any day and still would.


    He remembered vividly that he had thought he was the only one out there. The only shadowaura. That was not the only reason that he was fond of Noma though, no. He found her a valuable asset to the clan, even if she was too witty and intelligent to be at least half appreciated.


    Tarnishedloss remembered the day that he and his mentor, along with Dacnomanialpaw and her own, had gone training and just out-sassed and outstmarted their mentors entirely. It had been an excellent day, indeed. But, even so, he was almost certain that Noma didn't remember it like that at all.