i'll hear it's beckoning call / open, joiner

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    the savvanah kitten was going to shadowclan, then, he heard of blizzardclan. so, he went to blizzardclan instead. it was hard to find, but, he ended up finding it. the son of clinton and capricorn sat at the border of blizzardclan patiently, awaiting a member to greet him.

    [size=20pt]Lifelessons Blizzard Silviance[/size]
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    [glow=red,2,300][shadow=black,left]And I am left while the tears fall
    Did you think that I would cry, on the phone?[/shadow][/glow]


    [align=center]IC & OOC


    And there was the feline, wrapped eyes and a missing leg all.
    [color=teal]"Name and business?"     She inquired softly -- she had a soft spot for younger members.
    No matter what was wrong her her mentally, she still had a soft spot.
    Ha, that was funny.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto; color: white][hr][justify][size=8]"Welcome to the clan then... my name is Ava Sophie," She greeted pleasantly, pausing before the male and offering him a smile. "Do you need anything?" The girl continued, glancing towards Lifelessons for a brief moment.
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    [color=#ffffff]TEMPLATE © WINNIE
    [color=transparent] #princessava

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify;]"Welcome to Blizzardclan," The cheetah said when he arrived towards the small group. The paladin watched the serval before turning to see Ava handling the newcomer.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 250px; width: 260px; color: #909090; font-family: georgia; font-size: 12px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify]Spotpaw came to a halt beside Littlepaw, brushing her fur against his. For once she felt her belly getting in the way. It had definitely grown bigger then the last time she checked. Probably because she was ignoring it most of the time. The winged brown tabby gave a curt nod to the newcomer. "What he said," she mewed, angling her ears at Little.


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    Cerberus pad over, his other two heads yelling like always. hello castor, I am Cerberus.


    //hey hey day day this is the chara I was telling u about, the one who can "raise" castor.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify;][size=8]The baby dragon made his way over next, fanning out his wings and studying the new joiner with suspicious eyes. His head lowered, but he raised half onto his hind legs, violet gaze glowing faintly. He didn't greet Castor, but he remained staring, perhaps defensively.