I'LL NEVER BE [Open ;; Meet and Greet]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]This was unorthodox for anyone who had dealt with prisoners or had been one before, but he was doing it anyways.


    He figured while he was stuck in Shadowclan because he had been captured, he might as well just introduce himself.


    Despite this, he for once let himself look like a bit of a mess- he was shaken up. He was glad to hear torture wasn't allowed (sunflower had given permission w/o knowing if it was allowed or not) and he was missing his family- and wondering what he was suppose to do from this point on. Just sit around until he got rescued? Until Hawkclan made an alliance with them and he was free to go? Until he let go? Or would he have to try and escape-?


    The thoughts had already swirled in his head.


    The disheveled looking, three-legged tom, covered in some scars ventured further into camp for once before sitting down. His tail would have been lashing from nerves right now if he had one, but it was a proper thing to do. In a new clan, ha, one his home was enemies with.


    "Meet and greet?" Wolfram questioned at first- "I'm Wolfram Marcavellio," He added afterwards, he technically shouldn't be carrying that name but he still was going to until he got home and things were sorted out. He was technically disowned because of reasons.[/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 9px; font-family:; text-align: justify; height: ; width: 200px; overflow: auto;][color=#fff]... and I'm Rainpaw. Nice to meet you, the femme said, coming over in a tracking post.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 260px; color: #780808; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify]Masspaw was there, appeared from the shadows the clan's camp, and situated himself in a comfortable position to sit in. After that, he remained silent, curiosity not even starting to peck at the insides of his mind as he listened to Wolfram and Rainy speak. Unorthodox or not, anything a prisoner did was intriguing to the golden tabby since he had never witnessed a prisoner before. They were curious creatures he did not understand; nor did he understand their urge to always break out of their prison.


    "Masspaw Baratheon..." the General finally spoke up, but that was the only thing that he had decided to say.
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    [/fancypost][abbr=ShadowClan, 5 moons, medium, name in red]hover for battle tags[/abbr] — © CIVET — [abbr=Ability to Glow, Ability to Manipulate Your Own Eye Color, Character Bond (w/ Bloomingkit and Blacklight), Colored Blood/Spit/Tears, Flower Prints, Multiple Possessions, Reincarnation, Telepathy]hover for powers[/abbr]

    [font=georgia]"hiya, wolfram! i'm toy bonnie fazbear! but call me bonbon, please." said the bunny as he hopped over in a horrible, museless track.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify; font-size:9pt; line-height:60%][sup]At first, the wolf was about to pass by without a second glance, but for some reason she was now approaching on long legs with a flick of an ear. "I'm Caroline," the black pelted canine would introduce simply, glancing around for a brief moment with bright amber eyes before focusing her attention solely on Wolfram.

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    FEMALE | SHADOWCLAN | TIGRESS
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    the elegant tigress sauntered up through the snow, a sugar-coated smile on her snowy face as she stopped beside caroline. "winterscape. a pleasure."




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    "Merle Dixon," the three-pawed tiger sneered as he came over, grinding the top of his metal prosthetic into the ground.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=18] COMMONPAW ![/fancypost]
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    "Hello, I'm Commonpaw," he introduced himself. Even if Wolfram was a prisoner, the white wolf still tried to be nice. He had been captured once before, and he had been terrified and hadn't been treated in the best of ways, and he didn't want that to happen to somebody else.


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    [align=center][size=7]R A P I D F I R E
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    rapidfire limped over, careful to keep his weight off of his injured leg. from his latest fall, he had snapped the bone in half. but thanks to commonpaw, it had been healing well with the spleen on it. "i'm rapidfire." the tiger introduced, dipping his head.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]"I suppose it is nice to meet you all," Well, it wasn't really but he was going to stick to good manners at the moment so that is what he had said in response to all of them. He definitely didn't expect to see so many creatures show up, Shadowclan was definitely larger than Hawkclan.[/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 9px; font-family:; text-align: justify; height: ; width: 200px; overflow: auto;][color=#fff]// wait... you're captured by shadowclan?


    Are you new? I don't think I've seen you around, the adviser mewed. Well, I guess if you're doing a meet and greet, you've got to be pretty new. Nevermind!

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    [size=8]★ The general approached curiously, eyeing the male with a glimmer of suspicion. She took a seat beside Rain, looking at the adviser warmly. "No, Rainy, I believe he's a prisoner." She would then turn her emerald green gaze on the stranger. "Pleasure to meet you... Im Stargazer."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 9px; font-family:; text-align: justify; height: ; width: 200px; overflow: auto;][color=#fff]Oh... uh, she took a couple steps backwards, feeling that she was too close to the prisoner. She was just kinda... well, scared. She'd never lived long enough to see a prisoner, and she had no idea of the reason why he had gotten captured in the first place.

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px; color: white;font-family: arial;; font-size: 11px;]Constellationdreamer sauntered over with a soft smile etched onto her alabaster muzzle. She let her strides go easy, and went to introduce herself to the newcomer. Wasn't this one a captive? She shrugged anyways, and watched the tomcat politely. "Greetings, Wolfram. My name is Constellationdreamer Leonidas-Immortalis. I'm an adviser here," the petite winged calico introduced herself, taking a seat calmly.
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    "Wow, a prisoner! I've never seen one before." Galaxykit meowed excitedly. She didn't even know what a prisoner was, so she wasn't scared at all. She hopped over to Wolfram, a smile on her face. "I'm Galaxykit, nice to meet you! Do they play moss ball where you're from?"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 9px; font-family:; text-align: justify; height: ; width: 200px; overflow: auto;][color=#fff]She was going to stop Galaxykit but didn't.
    Kits were kits, after all.

    [size=32px][font=georgia]jazzy[b][i]kit
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    Letting out an amused sigh at the other kitten as he padded up, Jazz took a seat beside the others. "[color=crimson]Hey hey, my name's Jazzykit. Nice to meet you.    " He offered a soft smile towards the other.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]He only gave a nod to the rest of them- giving a bit of a smile towards the kitten. "Yeah, the kittens and some apprentices do," He answered her question with a slightly more gentle tone than before. He wouldn't mind answering simple little questions like that if they had anymore, but there wasn't any doubt he'd be keeping his mouth shut about information.[/fancypost]