I'M DESPERATE FOR CHANGING {Open, Meet & Greet}

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    [justify][color=white]Houston lay inside ShadowClan's camp, his chin neatly resting upon his front black paws, his long, ringed, fluffy tail curling up next to his body as his brown eyes stared at the grass in front of him. It was almost like he was distracted by something, but in reality, there was nothing there. No insect to drag his attention his away from doing other activities. Was he attempting to watch grass grow? No, but rather examining the details that the healthy green blades would offer to those who cared to take a deeper look into nature. So there the red panda would lay, digging himself deeper and deeper into his studies of the earth.



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    Warrior | Male | 24 moons
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    "Heh, the swamp rats are living up to their names, eh?" A caustic snort of amusement came from a tall male's maw, his mouth corners shifting into a devilish grin. His crooked whiskers twitched and his long tail flicked as he approached on his stilts. "My name is Mar and you are not allowed to call me anything else, got it?" His expression hardened significantly as he continued. His smile disappearing as quickly as it had come.


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    [justify][color=white]Flicking an ear, the red panda would pull his gaze from the ground up to the warrior, his eyes blinking slowly as he spoke. "Perhaps a deal could be made? I will refer to you to Mar and Mar only if you would call me Houston." He said, not exactly liking the title of 'swamp rat'. It made him think of himself as some ugly and disgusting rodent, in which he was the complete opposite.



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    Mar seemed to stare at him incredulously. In his emerald gaze, he saw Houston as exactly that - a slimy and disgusting rodent that picked in the trash all day. When finally, he let out a sigh. Tooth for a tooth, eye for an eye he guessed. "Fine, Houston." He sneered out the name, rolling his eyes as he stood there with a lashing tail.


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    [justify][color=white]Houston couldn't help but place a grin on his lips as he watched him. At least he was able to rid himself of that nick-name. And it didn't take all that much persuading, as well. "Thank you, Mar. In other terms, how have you been lately? Do anything interesting?" The red panda would inquire, allowing his head to tilt to the side as he awaited an answer from the warrior.



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    Mar gazed at the male with his emerald optics, before putting on a neutral expression and filling his eyes with that of tolerance. "Well except for dealing with your stupid fucking clanmates, nothing interesting has arisen." He replied level-headedly, flicking his crooked whiskers along with a twitch of his ears.


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    Crookedspirit would quietly scoff at Mar's words. He approached, just to greet the tom. [color=green]"Crookedspirit."     He politely greeted with a curt nod. Crookedspirit wouldn't expect an insult from Mar, and if he does- he'd wish he wouldn't.



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    "I dunno what's worse about this Mar," Cheetor, a spirit, said to Wheels, his "Inhabitant" of sorts. "His attitude, or his face!" Wheels rolled his eyes. "Just stay quiet until we're done talking," he mumbled. He walked to the group and smiled at Houston. "Hey there, name's Wheels, nice to meet you Houston."

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    [justify][color=white]"Mind you, they are your clanmates, as well." He would inform Mar before turning to some of the people that had shown up. "Hello, Crookedspirit, Wheels. It is a pleasure to meet you." Houston would say with a tip of his head.



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    Warrior | Male | 24 moons
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    "But why would I ever want to take responsibility for them?" He questioned lightly, flicking his long tail towards the group in an irritated way. Everything and one in this stupid clan he hated, but he supposed he was fine. He would never go complaining to them, he would keep his own problems to himself and away from the meddlesome Shadowclanners.


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