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    [size=9pt]The sun shone and birds chirped. Clouds speckled across the ever expansive sky of blue- there were no signs of a storm. The long-furred tom trotted across the plains, his fiery eyes flicking to and fro for any signs of prey. Whitefire loved his home; he loved the sea of green that made up the plains of WindClan, and the beautiful sky. He couldn't understand how some cats lived in caves and forests... didn't they feel like they were going to suffocate?[/size]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]WINDCLAN — DEPUTY — INFORMATION — POWERS — [abbr=blue point Siamese (♀); snow leopard (♀), cream classic tabby (♂)]BODIES[/abbr] — [abbr=medium ★ no kill ★ ask for capture ★ injury allowed ★ attack in slateblue ★ bisexual, panromantic ★ speaks in bold, thinks in italics]INTERACTION[/abbr] — [abbr=npc & npc, adopted by Legacy Brides ★ dating Bearpaw ★ formerly mentored by Blissfulchaos ★ member of the ethereals, the exalted, and the mystics ★ tag #seekingpolaris]OTHER[/abbr]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]On the other hand, Polarispaw had lived in WindClan all his life; he’d spent his kithood sneaking out of the mountains and onto the other territories whenever he could. Despite this, though, he didn’t feel trapped at all. Adventure, excitement, those were what motivated him. Well, what had motivated him back then; now he had other things to do. He had a Clan to keep an eye on, alliances to discuss, borders to patrol, a training schedule though he knew training himself was useless. Nowadays, there wasn’t time for adventuring. Today was no different. The Siamese was making his way back from the cliff, frowning as he considered his latest number of hunting failures, when he noticed someone. A stranger. A stranger who smelled of WindClan. ”Um, hello?”


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    [color=transparent] #seekingpolaris #polariswc #etherealrissie #welcomefrompolar

    [size=9pt]Whitefire's tail twitched as he thought about where he should go to hunt. He paused for a moment, feeling the breeze against his snow white tail. His eyes closed against the wind, and a smirk played on his lips. The wind is the symbol of freedom. Nothing can hold it back. Not even a wall. Suddenly, a voice behind him sounded, and he caught sight of another tom when he turned to face him. "Oh. Hey!" he said, his happy expression still on his face. "How are you?"[/size]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]WINDCLAN — DEPUTY — INFORMATION — POWERS — [abbr=blue point Siamese (♀); snow leopard (♀), cream classic tabby (♂)]BODIES[/abbr] — [abbr=medium ★ no kill ★ ask for capture ★ injury allowed ★ attack in slateblue ★ bisexual, panromantic ★ speaks in bold, thinks in italics]INTERACTION[/abbr] — [abbr=npc & npc, adopted by Legacy Brides ★ dating Bearpaw ★ formerly mentored by Blissfulchaos ★ member of the ethereals, the exalted, and the mystics ★ tag #seekingpolaris]OTHER[/abbr]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Someone was in a good mood. Thank the stars for that. Besides, the other tom didn't seem too offended by Polarispaw's not knowing his name, which was always a plus. Offending people was bad, and it generally resulted in Polaris losing an ear. Or maybe that was a one-time thing. "Okay, I guess," answered the Siamese as he edged a bit closer, deciding it was safe to do so. "How about you? Which reminds me, um, I don't think I know your name...?" Not the best of introductions, but it would work.


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    [size=36pt]G L O W[/size]
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    Glow would trot over, staring up at the larger cats. "Heya, I'm Glow!"[/justify]




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    #glowtheglowingcat    [/size]

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    [size=9pt]Well, it looked like the deputy finally trusted him. Whitefire noticed that he edged a bit closer, and his ears pricked up at his words. "I'm doing fine. Looking for prey, enjoying the breeze. It's great to live in such an open space, isn't it?" he told him, his tail swaying behind him. "M'name's Whitefire. I can't blame you for not knowing my name. There's a lot of cats in WindClan."


    Suddenly, his ear swiveled to the side. His gaze flicked to the approaching figure, giving it a sidelong gaze. The black and white tuxedo she-cat was familiar. She was younger than him, and had only recently become a full fledged warrior. "Hey, Nightsky."


    The she-cat had been bringing back a hare that she had caught just earlier. "Hey, Whitefire. Hello, Polarispaw." she turned to the deputy. "The prey are literally begging to be caught. It's a good day to hunt." Nightsky set the hare down before walking up to Whitefire, giving him a swat over the ear. "And you, fur for brains... what are you doing sitting on your haunches like that?"


    Whitefire ducked away from her blow, chuckling softly. "She's a force to be reckoned with, ain't she?" he said to Polarispaw.[/size]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]WINDCLAN — DEPUTY — INFORMATION — POWERS — [abbr=blue point Siamese (♀); snow leopard (♀), cream classic tabby (♂)]BODIES[/abbr] — [abbr=medium ★ no kill ★ ask for capture ★ injury allowed ★ attack in slateblue ★ bisexual, panromantic ★ speaks in bold, thinks in italics]INTERACTION[/abbr] — [abbr=npc & npc, adopted by Legacy Brides ★ dating Bearpaw ★ formerly mentored by Blissfulchaos ★ member of the ethereals, the exalted, and the mystics ★ tag #seekingpolaris]OTHER[/abbr]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]He gave Glow a nod in greeting, oddly relieved to have someone he was a bit more familiar with present; there were two cats he’d never met, and it was nice to have Glow here. At least he knew someone.
    ”Yeah, it’s—it’s nice. A bit cold, but there’s a lot of running room. Oh, er, sorry about that,” the thin feline meowed, ducking his head. ”I’m slipping. Er, my name’s Polarispaw. It’s nice to meet you.” No matter how many cats there were in his Clan, he needed to meet all of them; wasn’t that his duty? Maybe it wasn’t written exactly like that in his job description, but he’d put it there. It was part of being a deputy, at least in his mind, and he didn’t want to disappoint anyone again.
    And there was someone else, too—Nightfall and Whitefire. Both older than he was. Oh, dear. This could end very, very badly if he said anything wrong. ”Yeah, it’s pretty nice—I saw at least three squirrels on my way back from the border.” Never mind that Polarispaw downright hated squirrels; it was odd to see them out so close to leafbare. Good, though. Perhaps no one would starve this year. ”Looks like it,” the apprentice quietly observed, watching Nightfall’s motions carefully. He didn’t know her, but even from this, he got the feeling she wasn’t one to be messed with.


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    [size=9pt]"Hey Glow. I didn't see you there." Whitefire grinned over at the black cat with green eyes, his cheerful expression still about him.


    Nightsky rolled her amber eyes. "Of course you didn't." she mewed, curling her tail around her paws. "Anyway, how about we hunt for a little? The Clan will surely love some freshkill."[/size]


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    JOHN GRIMM ![hr]FINISHING THIS FIGHT
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    -- the golden dragon arched his wings as he slowly descended for a graceful landing for a creature the size of an elephant - landing he took a moment to roll his shoulders and flex his wings before turning to face the group not far away and approach them "Polarispaw" he rumbled in greeting to the only one he recognised somewhat.


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    -- TXTHERE


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    JOHN GRIMM ![hr]FINISHING THIS FIGHT
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    [size=6pt]Dragon Ref


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    -- OOC: yes you have to buy them from the shop or get one via adoption in the adoption area. (There extremely high priced depending on size) mine are via a dragon parent clutch adoption thread.


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    -- TXTHERE


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    [size=36pt]G L O W[/size]
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    Glow nodded, offering a faked smile to the two unfamiliar cats. He glanced back at the dragon, whom he did not know either. A bit freaked out that they somehow knew his name, the apprentice took a step back, sticking close to Polarispaw. Though the feline could act a bit overconfident and conceited on the outside, he was really just a scaredy-cat underneath.[/justify]




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    [size=6pt](c) greyflower
    #glowtheglowingcat    [/size]

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