cherry vanilla - open, joing

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; letter-spacing: -.5px; width:450px; margin-top: -10px;]Making his way through the land, his black pelt still damp from his short swim across a river, he couldn't help but to take in the serenity of the area. Be still his heart for he had yet to ever see the world around him be in such a state of repose. The water around him so still and the lack of busy bodies was something the fox was not acquainted with. The sudden drop of warm breaths touching his body and blurred out noises of speech made his slightly anxious. He was out of his element here. But still, he was just saddened that he could only take the sights with only one eye, his left eye, for his right was damned to buried beneath his leathery eye patch. A real shame.


    His violet eye, wide and piercing, carefully examined his surroundings. He knew that there was a group that called this strange land home. Where Twilight Lingers he recalled was their name. Though honestly he wasn't quite sure why the hell he went completely out of his way to come and join this barren place. He felt much too on edge here. He curled his toes, his claws digging into the hard ground.


    "Hello?" he called out in a random direction. He perked up his ears and tensed up his muscles as if on high alert for some incoming danger. "Anyone around?"

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    [color=white]"Hello, I am!"     Soulpaw called, padding forth. Because of course, she was just exactly right there when he was. She took in his strange face without breaking a beat. [color=white]"Name and business, please!"     And why was he wet? Were they surrounded by water? Gosh, she hadn't even been far enough out there to see, had she? She hadn't really been very far outside of the territory yet.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=#000000 borderwidth=0px; border:0px solid #494949; background:#; padding:0px; font-size: pt; text-align:justify; width:355px; height:; overflow:;]Coming to a stop a short distance behind Soulpaw, the lawspeaker scanned over the newcomer in silence as she awaited his answer. His stench was very unfamiliar, unlike any of the strangers that had joined their ranks thus far. Since he clearly came from another unknown area of the world, it only reminded Rakel that her once strictly-reclusive tribe had a lot of exploring left to do.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify;]Bounding up next came Hersheykisses, as she stood next to her co-worker with a smile.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; letter-spacing: -.5px; width:450px; margin-top: -10px;]The melanistic fox gazed over them, his violet eye jump from creature to creature. He slowly uncurled his toes. His ears relaxed a bit, dropping down. Though he was a bit tired from making his way here, he would try to act as if he wasn't so. Thankfully, his dark pet did well to cover up any signs of fatigue. "My name's Chitanda" he said with a gentle smile. "I'd like to join your group here, if you'll have me".


    The group here was quaint and quiet, which was vastly different from Bloodclan. This was a concept completely alien to him. The place seemed more like Tidalclan, the clan to which he was born, but he could only recall vague details of that place so perhaps it was a bit foolish to compare the two. He wasn't sure if he would stay here long if they did take him in as he the type of guy who thrived on chaos, it was a good distraction, but perhaps a change of pace to get away from it all would do him some good.

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    [color=white]"Yeah, we'll have you! Welcome, and I'm Soulpaw!"     the trainee uttered perkily. It might not seem like her place to seem like they would have him, but the auto-accept rule made it so they couldn't turn anyone away - not like she would anyway, being Soulpaw.


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