JUST SURVIVE THE NIGHT {Open, Return}

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    bremen !
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    He hadn't been around in quite a while, had he? Oops. The coyote had seemed to get quite lost after being captured by the Exiles, during his visit them have treated him quite rudely by snapping his hind leg and tearing off of an ear. But during his disappearance, his leg had healed and he finally found his way back to WindClan. Figuring that he technically still lived there, though the scent had washed off his fur, he strolled right into the territory, his dark eyes half closed as he strolled through the bare forest.
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    [abbr=invisibility, ability to glow ( jade green, mouth ), colored blood\spit\tears (jade green), vampirism, poisonous fangs, wings, super senses][/abbr]
    [abbr=multiple personalities disorder, possessed by dementia and prone to having moments of unconsciousness, or blacking out][/abbr]
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    [size=11px][glow=black,2,300][b]took you a little farther away from me

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 2px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; width: 400px; line-height:95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]Bremen was, for the most part, another stranger, but Polarispaw was sure he’d at least spoken to the coyote; either his eyes were playing tricks on him, or this was another familiar face. However, he couldn’t be sure. There wasn’t a scent to correct him, after all, and asking Discord what Bremen smelled like would just be strange. Instead, the snow leopard stood beside her in silence, the tip of his tail twitching. She’d spoken first; he just had to wait and try to keep himself calm.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px black;text-align:justify;font-size:14px;width:380px; color: white; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial;][shadow=black,left]the tigress approached the stranger, to the right of discord and watched the coyote with interest. He sure seemed comfortable in windclan territory, as if he had been here before.


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    bremen !
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    Bremen looked down at Discord and chuckled lightly, just remembering that some might not know him. Had his scent been unrecognizable to her?, he thought, not aware that he didn't smell like her. She seemed careful, though, on guard from his appearance of just waltzing onto the territory. At least some of these WindClanner's had grown smart and cautious about who went on their territory. "I'm Bremen, dear. I'm simply here to re-join. No threat, I promise you." 'Maybe', he added to himself mentally, chuckling softly.
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