JUST LIKE ANIMALS! + loner at border, open

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    [size=8]The lanky serval padded around ColoredClan's borders. They had said that it would be like this, though Riptide did not remember it being so.... desolate. The pictures that he'd seen of cities, of memories long faded away, had been bustling with humans. People. Where had they all gone?


    Riptide knew better, however than to just assume this place was barren and that no one would bother him here. He could smell the urination scent that marked it as a place where many cats had been. A Clan.


    Riptide had heard of these "Clans" They were always squabbling with one another over some trivial thing. The melanistic serval chuckled, his smile not quite reaching his amber oculars. They were feral as well. He was too, somedays Riptide thought that these Clan cats and he were not so different.


    But they were mindless beasts, a mere mafia, if you will. He knew that one day they would all fade away like flowers in a field and new ones would return later.

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    [size=13pt][shadow=black,left]info[/shadow] ─ [abbr=extreme difficulty, no maim, capture or kill, 8\9 lives, shapeshifting: main - smilodon populator ;; large dragon, serval, horse, domestic cat, wolf, liger][shadow=black,left]tags[/shadow][/abbr] ─ [abbr=Ability to absorb spirits, Ability to Manipulate your own eye color, Ability to see in heat vision, Ability to see in x-ray vision, Ability to take away another's pain, Flower Prints, Invisibility, Manipulation of Soundwaves and Molecules, Memory Manipulation, Multiple Possessions or Shape Shifting, Project and manipulate emotions, Telepathy, The Sight, Super Senses, Elemental Powers, Manipulation of Scents][shadow=black,left]powers[/shadow][/abbr]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; text-transform:lowercase; text-align:justify; color: black; font-size: 12px; font-family: times;]"I could of broken your back about eight times already."


    A rumbling voice came from the tree top as the smilodon revealed himself, grey-blue eyes flickering faintly as he stared down at the serval, quietly climbing down from his perch in the tall tree and sliding downward - his claws leaving marks in the bark of the massive oak. "Name and business."[/fancypost]
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    Greypaw crept closer, curious of this stranger. She stayed hidden, allowing Permafrost her leader to take care of this loner. Both of them could scent her nearby but she concealed herself from view, waiting this one out.


    #legendgrey

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    The blue smoke crept up to stand near the leader, golden eyes nervously flicking over to Permafrost before averting his gaze. Permafrost scared him — the leader was quite intimidating.


    Nibbling his lip, he waited for the stranger to answer.
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    Loran also made her way up, having been patrolling the area before the new scent called her here. The essential questions had been asked, so there was truly no reason for her to talk - so she didn't. The pale lioness merely took a seat and.. waited.

    [size=8]The nurse found herself approaching the quabaling clan mates. Looked like a random curious kid. There were a lot of those lately.





    #bigbyisasponge

    [size=8][justify]The melanistic african savannah animal seemed unperturbed by Permafrost's comment. Instead, he turned to look at the Smilodon Populator, amber oculars calm and sure of themselves as he replied, " While our comment is meant to possibly scare me off, I have no intention of running away like a wuss. My name is Riptide Sulak. You needn't fear about me. I am peaceful. I was just coming here...." Because I'd seen it in my reoccurring dreams. How weird would that sound? "To reminisce. My mother lived her, as well as my father, before whatever you are moved in. "

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    This guy sounded like a weirdo. Sul walked up beside his father with a dubious glance at the savannah. [color=#070848]"Mhm, well, this is ColouredClan. The name's Sulfurisland," the tiger said.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; height: auto;][justify]"Welcome," the lioness said, her copper optics holding nothing but blankness in them. "Name's Primalpaw - but you can call me Primal, of course." Welcoming new members in was a boring task these days. It seemed to be that so many people were joining to a point where it was a daily routine for her and the others.
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    #Nreborn
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;][color=white][size=9pt]"Soooooo," the little kistune dragged out,"Are ya joining or not?" Cool, thinking about mam and pap's home, but this was their territory now and if this stranger wasn't here to join, they could fuck off. They couldn't just let random loners prance around their territory just because their parents lived here before and who knows? It could have been a lie in the first place, they could be a spy. The albino kept her pink eyes trained on the serval, ready to use her memory manipulation powers if prompted.


    #legendtakas

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify]reminiscing? well personally amanda didn't see the point in such a thing. remembering often came with a lot of pain, even if you were only recalling good memories because if you had to look back on them then you had probably lost the happiness from them or the people in them. long story short, reminiscing wasn't her thing. anyway, padding over the cream tabby cat flickered her green eyes over the stranger with minimal curiosity before her gaze turned to permafrost for a moment. the guy scared some but he was somewhat of a role model to the bodyguard initiate, he was a complete badass with a side of good humour. anyhow the feline turned her gaze back to the stranger who had said his name was riptide and decided that she should probably introduce herself seeing as everyone else had. "the name's amanda." she stated with a slight shrug of her shoulders, not being all that interested in whatever the hell the guy was reminiscing.

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    Odd. That was all she really could think about. He just seemed so odd. But that didn't matter. "Pleasure to meet you. I am Quietpatience. Welcome to ColouredClan." She introduced softly to the loner with a dip of her head.




    #ccaudqui




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