( SELDOM SEEN KID ) open, joiner

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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]— Thomas wasn't really sure why he was here. Well, that wasn't necessarily true; he was here to join, to finally have a home, maybe get some friends- he was bored of living all alone. Maybe a better way to phrase it was that he wasn't sure why he was here specifically. The cream tabby didn't know anything about the clan other than that it's name was rather intimidating, and there were plenty of other less-scary-sounding clans. Whatever- this was the closest clan to him at the time of leaving his old home. Müller shrugged, sitting himself down at the border, blue eyes scanning the territory.


    "Halloooo?" the six-month old cat called in a sing-songy voice, adjusting his scarf which was in the colours of the German flag.

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    "Name and business?" the two month old recited the famous words softly, white eyes peering up at the older tom.



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: ; text-align: justify; width: 430px;]Batter joined along with his brother. It seemed that the two always ended up being together. How strange, but nice. Ad having his pink optics fall upon the new presence, whoever they may be. It was nice to have new members, but sometimes they just came and went like the snap of fingers. Gone as quick as they came. They didn't have determination, no vigorous want to be helpful and try to get this clan stronger. Oh well, guess you just leave it to them. Waiting for the reply, he sat there

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]— How formal. Thomas smirked at the age old phrase, still not used to being spoken to in such formality- it almost sounded rehearsed. The feline's blue eyes looked over the two who arrived momentarily, before clearing his throat in the realization he hadn't yet replied.


    "I'm Thomas- Thomas Müller," the tabby chuckled at the sound of his greeting- very James Bond-esque, "I am here to join."

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: ; text-align: justify; width: 430px;]They could just accept members like...that? Weren't they just cubs? It seemed that Altercub was more out there surprisingly than Batter, while Batter was more catious with what he did in fear of getting in trouble. Perhaps he should just stop worring, right? Right.
    "Welcome. I'm Batter."

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    — Welcome? That meant he was accepted then! A grin appeared across the apprentice's face, eyes lighting up. It was rather exciting, being accepted. No matter how odd it felt being called "sir", he gave a smile to both cubs.


    "Dankeschön," the German thanked them in his native tongue, "and it's nice to meet you both, I suppose." Altercub and Batter. Thomas repeated the names in his mind, familiarizing himself with the names and the face.



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    Link raised non-existent eyebrows as he approached the border, tail flopping with each step in the imitation of a wag. The apprentice gave a small smile to the joiner, feeling quite pleased at all the sudden newcomers. It was nice to expand in numbers, especially when the time of war was among the clan and they were launching raids and being raided so very often recently. At least the German newbie had decided to join Bloodclan instead of something like that foul fish-breath RiverClan. "Welcome," Link barked.

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    [align=center][font=arial][color=black]"Lucy Erida-Mesperyan, at your service!" the goddess introduced with an exaggerated bow. "No, those aren't last names. All first names. Anyway, welcome to the family! I can give you a tour, if you'd like," the second tier offered. Well, it was one of her jobs after all.