BABY LION LOST HIS TEETH - open, joining

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][align=center][font=georgia][size=5][i]do you [b][i]believe[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -20px;][align=center][font=georgia][size=2][b] ☆[color=white] THAT THERE'S TREASURES IN THE OCEAN [i]?[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -20px;][align=center][color=white]_________________________________________________________________
    [sup] [size=7pt]Fantoccini T. H. / female / warrior / npc x npc / no powers / moderate[/size]


    [size=6pt][b]"For my consideration, I better be in WindClan by the end of this vagabondage." Fantoccini would find herself restating this throughout the worst of her trip, used as somewhat of a pacifying mechanism. No matter how hard she scrutinized the domain, she certainly wasn't in WindClan territory. Yep, she really screwed up this time.


    The partially impaired femme had aberrated into The Insignia's dominion, a sure sign that the path to WindClan had been discarded quite a ways back. Now, would be a really good time to use her pacifying mechanism. "Hello...?" She called out, the hints of desperation lingering in her voice.


    For Heaven's sake, she was partially crippled, how was she supposed to find her way back now?


    /muse death[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px;]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs7…d88sv7b.jpg);bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px;][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: black]"Greetings! Name and business?" Edith had recently started to wander outside of the Insignia's camp. The ex-sergeant supposed she could easily escape from her capture, but had decided not to each time.
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    [sup][color=white]#edithpost[/fancypost]

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    [sup] [size=7pt]Fantoccini T. H. / female / warrior / npc x npc / no powers / moderate[/size]


    [size=6pt]This particular feline was seemingly jovial, maybe she would help clarify her situation. [b]"M'name's Fantoccini." She responded in somewhat of an undertone, hauling her misshapen physique forward. "I'm in a bit of a predicament. Erm...- This is WindClan territory, I presume?"[/size]

    [size=20pt][glow=white,2,300]L A D Y !?[/glow][/size]


    lady // one year // female // the insignia // member // caracal // [abbr=Shapeshifting (Cougar, Cheetah, Bengal Tiger, Jaguar, Timber Wolf, African Wild Dog, Hyena, Shark, White Mare, Leopard, Baboon, Snow Leopard, Seal Point Siamese) Black Blood, Eye Color Mani., Pelt Color Mani., Heat Vision, Character Bond (None), Soul Absorb (5/9), Sabertooth Fangs, Scent Mani., Mani. Of Soundwaves & Molecules., Memory Mani., Telepathy, The Sight, Reincarnation)]hover for powers[/abbr] // attack in #ee58ff



    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; height: 144px; width: 300px; border-bottom-radius:7px; overflow: auto;]The real Lady padded forward, dipping her head in greeting. "This is the Insignia's territory." she corrected, giving a slight smile as she then sat down on her haunches and waited patiently for a reply.[/fancypost]


    ©madame kevin
    #maddiewashere

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    [sup] [size=7pt]Fantoccini T. H. / female / warrior / npc x npc / no powers / moderate[/size]


    [size=6pt][size=6pt]This wasn't good news. At this point, Fanny was heedless to what she was getting herself into. Thus, she would end her excursion here. [color=white][b]"Then I suppose I'll be accompanying you both." She informed the party of two bluntly, concluding with her same, monotonous way of speaking. [color=white]"I'm interested in joining The Insignia." Fantoccini had made up her mind for multiple reasons. For one, she was in no condition to navigate across countless railroad tracks, while trying not to overlook the very path that she had failed to distinguish several times before. Right now, joining The Insignia seemed better than anything, even if it was temporary.[/size]

    GRACEFULPAW
    this is how to be a heartbreaker


    Gracefulpaw would have said something like 'your navigation skills suck' or 'WindClanners are total jerks, don't join their Clan' if she had been just the tiniest bit ruder. But she wasn't that bitchy to newcomers. Actually, she tried on a regular basis to seem welcoming. The Adviser padded over, tilting her head slightly. "Okay then, auto-accepted. Welcome to The Insignia." She chirped, rolling her pale-furred shoulders before remembering to introduce herself. "I'm Gracefulpaw Darling-Harbringer-Noctem, an Adviser here."


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs7…d88sv7b.jpg);bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px;][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; color: black]"I'm Edith, or Eve. I'm actually a prisoner here," the ex-sergeant said, grinning as if that was the funniest thing she had heard all day.
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    "Bienvenue," he greeted tonelessly with an accompaniment of a dip of his slim head. He was still stuck speaking the fucking French, which he decided was a pain in the ass, but at least he understood his Clanmates, right? That was a bonus. He nodded to those present and gave a nastier smirk towards Edith. It sure was fun to have a prisoner walking around that he could push around if he wanted to.


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    Welcome.