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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 400px;]A pretty, petite little she-cat sat at the border of BloodClan. Her name was Calliope -- at least, she was pretty sure it was. She had woken up, not long ago, lost, alone, remembering only her name and a few basic things -- things about the clans, how to hunt, and the like. She carried no scent on her fur; she was like some sort of ghost that just appeared out of nowhere.


    She was confused, which was only to be expected, considering the situation she had found herself in. Callie realized that she couldn't even remember how old she was (something told her she was young, though, probably just old enough to be an apprentice; perhaps her memory was starting to come back?).


    After quite a bit of wandering, Calliope finally came across a border. More specifically, Callie discovered, BloodClan's border. Most creatures, she realized, would probably have been alarmed to find themselves here, but she was rather unaffected. She needed somewhere to stay, after all, and some time to collect her thoughts, and even though BloodClan was a harsh place, Calliope knew that she could take it.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"Name and Business, miss?" Sylmae asked as she padded up. The pregnant lioness sat down on the border with a soft huff, carrying all these babies being so tiresome for the fragile looking girl. Her wings shifted against her back as she awaited a response.


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    [abbr=vincent fazbear; white feline with light purple eyes; purple collar; 38 months old || no powers, medium difficulty || attack in #6a2791]YOU'LL COME TO REALIZE EVIL DOESN'T DIE.[/abbr]    [hr] From behind the pregnant lioness appeared a lithe feline with a kind smile upon his maw. The usual question that always seemed to be asked to those that appeared at the border had already been asked, leaving Vincent to remain quiet aside from a friendly greeting, as was customary for at least him. He was never loud when he spoke up; always speaking in a softer voice, with kind undertones.


    " Hello, miss! "


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    Keyth Xerses Archer
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    BLOODCLAN SPARK ▪ INFORMATION ▪ [abbr=MODERATE DIFFICULTY ▪ ASK FOR CAPTURE ▪ NO KILL ▪ POWERS INCLUDE: PELT MANIPULATION, EYE COLOR MANIPULATION, SCENT MANIPULATION, SHAPESHIFTING, TELEPATHY, THE SIGHT, VAMPIRISM]BATTLE TAGS[/abbr]
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    since things were already said, key remained silent as he came over and sat down beside sylmae. like the others, he waited for the female's answer.[/fancypost]

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    The two tailed vixen wandered over to the border, her eyebrows risen and her ears perked forward. She gave a nod to the unknown female, simply waiting.[/fancypost]

    [sup][color=#fff]| 18 months old | [abbr=memory manipulation, super speed, elemental powers, time control, shapeshifting]hover for powers[/abbr] | [abbr=moderate difficulty, bloodclan second tier, firebrand, ex-ootd member]hover for tags[/abbr] |

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    there's no sense crying
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    over every mistake
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    [align=center][color=black][sup]@softrain [color=black][sup]#SRsfancy[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; overflow-y: scroll; width: 340px; height: 350px; padding: 5px; margin-top: 5px;][justify][color=black][sup]The apprentice bounced up to the border, a smile on her face. She loved meeting new joiners.
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    you just keep on trying
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    till you run out of cake
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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 400px;]Calliope looked up, her bright blue eyes sparking with interest as she took in the sight of the winged lioness. It was crazy how commonplace it was to happen upon such exotic animals now. But that was just the way of things, all the creatures and powers and mutations, and that must have been one of the things Callie had retained about wherever she was from because she wasn't actually surprised to be greeted by a winged lion. Really, she was fascinated more than anything else, wondering things like if the wings worked or not.


    The small feline dipped her head to greet the BloodClanners as they arrived, one by one, before turning her attention back to the lioness. "I'm Calliope," she began, wondering if she should mention her amnesia, or if it was even relevant. In the end, she decided against it -- it might just make her look suspicious or something, and she really didn't want to be wandering around with no place to go any longer. "I'd like to join BloodClan."

    Kohana would over to join them. Hearing her introduction and such. The vixen would say, "Welcome to BloodClan, my name is Kohana." Bowing her head a little.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"Welcome, then, Calliope! Oh I love that name." She squeaked and purred lightly. "If you need anything, a tour or have questions and all that jazz, just let me know! I adore helping new members settle in." She said and offered her a bright smile. This was wonderful. There were so many new joiners and they were all friendly, it seemed. [/fancypost]
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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 400px;]Calliope acknowledged each of the clan members who greeted her with a hello and a faint, almost shy smile. At Sylmae's comment, Calliope smiled a bit brighter. "Thank you," she said, her nerves easing up a bit. Maybe BloodClan wasn't exactly what she had thought it was. All of these cats seemed to be friendly, even towards her, a complete stranger.


    After considering Sylmae's offer for a moment, and realizing that she didn't actually know her way around at all (or even where the camp was, for that matter), she shrugged. "Well, uh, a tour would be good I suppose. I'd rather not get lost out here."


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"Would you prefer one in a private thread or right here? If you want a private thread, I can have my roleplayer make it so as not to inconvenience you." She said and twitched an ear. It was nice that someone was finally taking her up on her offer a tour. She didn't get that very often and it made her insides warm. This, she could do. [/fancypost]
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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 400px;]"A private thread would be good," Callie said with a smile. "Thanks, by the way," she added awkwardly, even though she'd already said it. Oh, well.


    (( no muse xc ))

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;line-height:13px;width:270px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:11px;color:#FFBBFF]The pastel pink femme was late as she bounded over, bubblegum pink eyes wide. Hello there! Sorry I'm a little too late to greet you. My name is Nana Keeley LeVanti, welcome to the clan! the tsundere nodded, waving a small paw.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"Alright. It may take a while but I'll have my roleplayer make the thread and then send it to you." She said lightly and offered her a smile. "And you're welcome." She said with a soft purr.


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