WHY IT'S BEEN SOME TIME | OPEN, RETURN

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    [font=georgia][color=#ffffff][size=10px][i]There's an east wind coming.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; size: 9pt; height: 300px; overflow: auto; margin-top: 20px]She didn't get the whole waiting at the borders thing. She'd dismissed them easily, they were just markers for their territory. Waltzing in hadn't really made her the world's greatest villain. But if that's what people wanted to do, then she wasn't going to stop them. She took her time approaching, face set into a scowl. However, she was making an effort to keep her attitude in check- this was the only place she had to live, and if they kicked her out, she'd spend another week wandering alone until she found a new home, and they'd probably just boot her, too. She had quite the record. Lashing her tail, she came to a halt and eyed the wyvernling with absolutely no fear whatsoever- if it was going to kill her, she would welcome it with open arms, even though it didn't seem threatening at all. Oh, he. It was a he.


    "What do-" she started before cutting herself off with a grimace. What do you want, waited to be delivered in a foul tone, but she refused to do so, and clenched her jaw before attempting to be perky, like she had seen Reuben and the others do. "Name and business, please, sir!" Her cheery voice sounded heavily strained. But passable.

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    "Benedict. I'm returning home," the black wyvern answered in reply. Obviously, seeing that his partner in crime had decided to become intelligent again, he might as well drop the whining charade. Benedict dipped his head at Polarispride, a small smile at the corner of his lips. "It's nice to see you again, Polarispride."


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    Of course, Ryouma was fascinated at the sight of the dragon. He had never really seen one, at least, up unto this day, and people could tell that he was very interested, awed at the sight of the dragon, as his usually blue eyes glowed lavender due to the glowing powers that he had somehow gotten into his system, and as he approach, he could only say "Woah! Are you really a dragon? I've never really seen one up close!" his excitement tended to make him loose his gentleman ways, but as swiftly as he can, he then cleared his throat, reverting back into his previous manners "And my name is Ryouma, a pleasure to meet you. Welcome back" he added the last two words nonchalantly when he remembered that this dragon was returning.

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    Oh, him again. Benedict thier scary ex leader that just had to make himself even more frightening by also having the ability to change into a massive dragon. Yay. Joy for the deputy...or not. Coming up only to hide behind Polarispride all the pup did was stare at thier fromer leader not even saying this typical words to welcome him back. Rude?. Well for once she didn't care if she was. Having been glad to have this scary creature gone and now he was back?. Ough.


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    [justify]John heard the name Benedict multiple times, he was the young dragon who he had provided food for right? Whatever the case, he seemed to have returned home, and this made the leopard happy for some reason or other. Mostly because anyone based off of Sherlock or Benedict seemed to somehow make John feel better... made him trust them. How decidedly odd.
    The leopard adviser surveyed the male, before murmuring a soft, and rather hurried greeting, due to the fact he was sure Benedict would not remember him, and he really did not want to have to deal with another let down, another reason to be morbidly depressed all the time.


    "Welcome back." The young male murmured looking at the ground instead of at the dragon... his life honestly could not get anymore awkwardly difficult. He felt so... helpless, unable to do anything, due to the fact that he was, well... simply a useless, pathetic excuse for a son of Lilystar. Maybe that was why she never had any time for him? Maybe she wanted him to die, maybe she didn't need him, and just.. just didn't care?! The thought of that nearly made him choke with tears, but he pulled them back, and placed a rather cheerful expression on his maw.


    "Good to have you back." He added cheerfully, perking up his ears, and crinkling his eyes slightly.

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    "A pleasure to meet you, Ryouma. Yes, I am a dragon," Benedict answered. He had thought there had been a few other dragons in WindClan? Didn't Bearpaw change into one? And there was the giant firedrake, Skottlossning. The wyvern twitched his tail curiously, his pupils narrowing as he saw Eternalpup and and John approaching. Ah, more familiar faces. He noted Eternalpup's general wariness of him. He was a lot smaller than his other body...blegh. Friendliness and him didn't work together.


    "Hello, Eternalpup, John," the firedrake offered. "I'm happy to be back." His ear twitched slightly at Polarispride's inquiry and he turned to look at the vice-leader. "I was in BloodClan. One of their warriors had taken me off the territory and I decided to stay there for a bit." Eating their food and not putting a burden on WindClan. Ha.


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    Benedict? The apathetic tyrant that had reigned over WindClan prior to Lilystar? Reuben wasn't there during his reign, but he'd definitely heard the name ripple amongst the Clan at least once or twice and it seems that his ruling had left a lasting impact that resounded several generations forward, or one. Reuben padded up on russet paws, refraining from saying anything. There would probably be a mob of WindClanners breaking their in order for some recognition from the dragon, and he didn't want to be in that mass. Reuben came up behind Eternalpup, aiming to gently pat her on the head, reassuring, comforting.
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    Something told Paragon that Finn would, in fact, be dead. Benedict wasn't really the type for weakness or mercy, whatever you wanted to call it.


    Trying to decide if that was a blessing or a curse, the warrior roughly called, "Hey Ben. Nice to see you dragged yourself back here; not demanding food either, I hear."
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    [align=center][color=white][size=7pt]© Warped [color=white][size=7pt]& Levanti

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    The young calico narrowed her eyes. She would not say welcome back. Not to him. She had lost her respect for him, and she wasn't even certain what was going on. She'd heard such strange things about Ben. How he'd come back as a giant dragon with another name, and then had turned into a strange hatchling. Rhymepaw wouldn't have trusted him to lead the clan again. She didn't know what they were all thinking.


    "I hope you know you've mad Paro rather upset." Rhy mewed flatly as she approached. The spirit was quiet then, her eyes roving over what had happened to the man she had once looked up to greatly. How far had he fallen from her graces! And Rhy had to deal with Paroxysm and her angry and loud fits, screaming, yelling...it was all very unpleasant.
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    Mizu Praelium | 2 Moons | Shy, and to herself, but she has a warm, witty personality | Attack in [color=#E0FFFF]Ice Blue     [The coding for Ice Blue is #E0FFFF]
    The tigress gave a small nod towards the former leader. Leader? She wasn't exactly sure. Benedict surely had the rights to be able to take back his position, correct? It wasn't his fault that he had to step down, but now everything seemed... Alright. "[color=#E0FFFF]Welcome back, Benedict." The tigress cub murmured with a small nod towards the male.
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    [align=center][color=black]Shiftingalligances Hadrian


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    IC ||
    So their former leader was back. A lot had happened since his departure. A lot. Though wether he was back for good might have an effect on some. But back to the topic of what had happened since his departure. Deaths, murders, and exiles. Armin was dead, Beartooth had died but then come back, Divergents had been murdered, including Decodingpaw, Finnishwars had been discovered as the scource of these murders, and had been exiled. And on a more personal note one of Shiftingallegiances sons, Ironpaw, had died. But that was hardly important compared to the other deaths, hardly important at all. (scroll for more)
    At least it was important to most of them. Though Ironpaw had neither wanted or accepted his mother's love, the half-demon apprentice's death still saddened the scarred snow leopardress. Now only Darkcub remained in the Clan, Grandpaw off in the Beauru. All of this had made hapiness even rarer for her, quite rare. But life was harsh and Shiftingallegiances would not dwell on something so small, not until it really mattered at least, not until it really mattered. (scoll for more)
    "Welcome back," Shiftingallegiances said.









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    He knew that some people weren't exactly happy to see him back. After all, he could be such a warmongering idiot some times, though he would never admit that out loud. The point was, he got things done if he wanted it done, and some people didn't like the methods he had used to get it done. The black wyvern tilted his head slightly, dipping his head to each person who offered him a greeting. Reuben, he didn't recognize. Tsukishima was a much more familiar face, as was Paragonfold, and Mizu, and Shiftingalliances. "I've learned to hunt by myself," Ben murmured in a small quip back towards the Doberman.


    But Rhyme. Wasn't she dead? Obviously he hadn't heard of her return, even spiritually. The black firedrake's tail twitched slightly as his pupils narrowed, watching the shimmery ghost. "I know," he returned. "It's...good to see you around."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2] The fabulous pug didn't know Benedict but he certainly had heard of him. A whole earful, more like. The small pug trotted up, icy blue optics studying him before a grin came upon his lips. "Hey bro. I'm Felix. Welcome back." He barked.
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    She couldn't say the same of him. She was utterly underwhelmed by him now. It was rather a relief, in some manner. She was her own person and if she did not need to seek validation from someone as well known as Benedict then clearly she had grown up some, gained independence. Or maybe it was just Benedict who had fallen. It honestly wasn't the warmongering about him that got to her. It was the other aspects. It was the way he'd taken off. Vanished. And she knew it was because he hadn't wanted to try hard enough to get back.


    Her face flickered with pain as she skittered in and out of clarity for a second, like a bad connection. It was gone in another moment and she ignored it, moving on. It wasn't so bad that time, hadn't lasted as long as it sometimes did. "Why are you here?" She asked pointedly. She certainly hoped it wasn't so he could take over as leader again, swoop out of the skies and supposedly deliver them. Rhy didn't know this Ancalagon and her understanding of what had happened was rather unclear, since she been even more dead then than she was now. But if that wasn't the reason, why would he be back? It wasn't like he cared about anyone here.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-shadow:1px 1px 1px black;font-size:16pt;font-family:georgia;margin-top:-6px;letter-spacing:-1px;color:white] information ▪ battle tags ▪ powers ▪ currently a DEER[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px;margin-top:-8px][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px;font-size:10pt;font-family:georgia;margin-top:-10px;letter-spacing:1px][justify]armin wasn't sure if ben would recognize him in this current body, but he might have if he was still in his white feline one. regardless of that, the advisor still approached, a bit warily due to the mass crowd surrounding the former leader. two of the former leaders were back in windclan now. he wondered if they would be trying to get back the position they held for a moment, but quickly set the thought from his mind as he watched the small reptile. "w-welcome b-back.." the alabaster cervidae offered quietly, dipping his head to benedict before backing up a few paces to be further away from the crowd. it was suffocating to be in it, and he absolutely loathed it. while he did find that ben joining again was a good thing, being there in the moment was not good for him.
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