jingle bell rock // blizzardclan brings christmas gifts!

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    [justify]Humming a festive holiday tune as she went, the broad orange tabby form that was Edan came padding onto WindClan territory, a large basket held in her maw. Once she had traveled some way into their territory, the femme set down her basket, wrapped a santa claus scarf around her neck, and sat down, waiting eagerly for a WindClanner to find her.[/justify]

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    "Hello! Name and business?" Hungergames inquired as he approached the female BlizzardClanner.


    / wow sorry for the crappy post
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    Having heard and smelt the two, the collie was curiouse as to what was happening and trailed after the source. Coming across an unfamiliar clan mate and a foreigner, Wilson hung back a little bit, waiting to hear a response from the Blizzardclanner.

    [size=8]The apathetic timber wolf approached on soft paws, looking at the BlizzardClanner with cold copper eyes. "Mind telling us why you are here?" the British femme asked, a frown on her maw. She glanced at her brother, Hungergames, before redirecting her hard gaze to Edan.

    [justify]"My name is Edan, and I'm here on behalf of BlizzardClan- I've brought Christmas gifts for everyone who wants one!" The femme meowed, golden gaze warm as she spoke to the small crowd that had gathered to greet her. //rushed[/justify]

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    "Well, thank you for these." The collie barked with a smile.

    [justify]"Oh, it's BlizzardClan's pleasure!" Edan meowed graciously, before standing up and heading back in the direction of her own clan. "Hope you enjoy them- happy holidays!" She called.[/justify]

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    "presents? i wonder what they are." winterkit padded up quietly, overhearing the conversation. she particularly hoped for a new sweater, considering that her's was quite worn out. "do you guys need any help with anything?" she asked the older clanners, looking up at them with wide and hopeful eyes.