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    [align=center][font=courier]i'm a poor, wayfaring stranger travelling through this world alone.

    [align=center][hr][hr][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=16pt][shadow=red,left]J A N U A R Y R O M A N C E[/shadow][/size]

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    - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:230px; height: 196px; overflow: auto][justify][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=7pt]well, the church of emperium had left january with a sour feeling towards christians but hey, cecil had been a bit of an asshole towards him and he was the deputy. he'd left, heard word of a decent clan called the havoc and showed up on the border. simples, if you didn't take into account how long it took him to get there.




    the son of breakdance was stood on the border, not bothering to hide his massive form from the humans that may or may not have been nearby. white tigers couldn't really hide away very easily after all. hello? jan called out, hoping someone would show up at some point in the near future.




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    [COLOR=white][FONT=COURIER]there's no sickness, toil or danger in that bright land to which i go.
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    [color=transparent] #captemplate #januaryromance

    Her cousin? She remembered Jan, but didn't recognize the white tiger on the border, so she stood there, with a simply blank face. "Name and business?" she swiftly asked, nodding a little. White tigers seemed to be popular. She was a white tiger once. Once. Amita was a white tiger and now there was another white tiger. A male this time. Maybe they could pair up together or something? She wouldn't know, as the hyena had never been very fangirly before.

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    Meta had padded over tiredly, her light blue optics scanning over her clanmates before falling upon the newcomer. Her expression was stoic, though she did wonder what his intentions there were; seeing as such was already asked, though, she kept her maw shut.
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    Ah, possibly a newbie. That was quite nice, ikki thought in the back of his mind as he padded forward, quiet.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=18] NIGHTFURY ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][color=white][size=16px][i] let the wind carry us to the clouds[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white]"Heya," the winged cheetah greeted, a crooked smirk on his maw. Joiners never failed to make the male smile - it showed him that people were interested in the clan that he and Metallickisses were next in line to leadership for.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; border-bottom: 4px solid #161616; margin-top: -10px;][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family:FONT;text-align:justify;width:325px]A joiner! Just what they needed in these days of semi-activity. Hopefully this kid would be able to help with muse and the like. A grinning Peter waltzed on towards the cackle of animals and took a seat beside Nightfury before lightly eyeing the massive newcomer and flashing him a warm look. "Hey there, stranger! Lookin' to join us?"[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:175px]DON'T WRITE CRAP HERE
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 130px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]The silent fem stumbled up, eyes puffy and red. She had fell victim to a sleepless night again. Stopping by Nightfury, Jenning trembled as she pushed her paws together, shoving Connor off her mind. But she would not smile.

    [align=center][font=courier]i'm a poor, wayfaring stranger travelling through this world alone.

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    - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:230px; height: 196px; overflow: auto][justify][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=7pt]the hyena who approached the scene first made him think twice. was it? but north was dead....and yet his sight confirmed it, it was her! what a small world it was after all. januaryromance, here to join if i could. nice to see you again by the way, northy. that pumpkin stain never came out just so you know. the tiger replied, giving a nod of greeting towards the others who had approached.




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    [COLOR=white][FONT=COURIER]there's no sickness, toil or danger in that bright land to which i go.
    [color=black][size=6pt]CAPTAIN ©
    [color=transparent] #captemplate #januaryromance

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 130px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]She breifly glanced up, fixing on Januaryromance. "Welcome to the Havoc." She'd say softly, then would turn and pad away, head bowing again.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"Welcome," the tigress would say, hoping that she was projecting warmth and hospitality in her tone. Flash, flash, the photographer in her mind clicks away at their camera as her mood morphs on command. On a more logical level, she could feel more sincerely pleased at their arrival; More members were a good thing for the Havoc, she knew. "My name is Amita," she introduced. "I hope you like it here."

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    Sunkenpaw smiled,looking at the newcomer."Sunkenpaw,healer trainee at your service.Welcome to the Havoc!"The spunky Labrador barked happily.She jumped up and down,making her charm necklace jingle,before stretching her wings to sit next to her father and Jennie.Ivy was right,the Clan had grown.Sunken was about the third member,not including Jennie,Sahara,and Nightfury.