Find the Insignia along a path of rusted silver-(I'm new here)

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    "I cant help believing in someone when there's no one left to believe in anymore"


    I have no name. I remember nothing of my past. Scars line my skin underneath my fur. "Follow the rusted silver path" is all I know. So I have followed the path. It has led me to a clan of cats. I think they live in a strange place called a railway. I am about six or seven moons. I wonder if they will accept me. I guess I shall meet with them.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]//hi again ;3


    Vanillapaw had been out on a stroll, when she stumbled across a face which she was not familiar with. Could this possibly be another joiner? Or maybe it was another Bloodclanner sneaking onto the territory to capture another one of her clanmates. Padding over, the french feline dipped her head in greeting. "Bonjour, name and business on The Insignia's territory?"


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    The young gray cat lifted her head as the other cat approached her. "I...um,well. I..." she stammered to answer her questions as it hurt whenever she tried to remember things. "I do not know my name, or remember anything...well, all I remember is to follow a rusted silver path. And so I did." she glanced at the train tracks. "This the place called Insignia, then? I remember someone telling me to come here. I can't remember anything without my head hurting."

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]Ah, Vanillapaw was all too familiar with feeling pain when trying to remember things. Though, not for the same reasons as the stranger in front of her. Their brain hurt because they couldn't remember, hers hurt because she remembered too much.


    Drawing closer to the feline in front of her, Vani's gaze and voice both softened. "Hmm, sounds like you have a bit of amnesia. Would you like to see Felicity, our doctor? Maybe she can help."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 325px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;] THE INSIGNIA — SOLDIER — HOVER FOR TAGS[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][size=8]Nearly jumping at the sound of voices, the jittery femme padded over with a forced smile, her anxiety undisguised despite her attempts to hide it.


    [color=lavender]"I'm sure you'll get your memories back," Skyla remarked, knowing exactly how she felt. The same had happened to her when she was reincarnated, a voice in the back of her mind tugging her towards BloodClan all those moons ago.[/fancypost]
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