darling, i've been waitin' till the morning came to me [ open, joining! ]

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[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 500px; auto;][font=times new roman][size=9pt]✏[color=#C9EDFF] He lay in the cold dim grass of the morning, a yawn stretching across his lips. Licking the second pair of teeth in his mouth, a tiny edge of blade, he stretched his limbs and rolled onto his stomach. Looking through the blades of the silver grass, the pure black 'red' panda stretched his jaw and let his eyes shut tiredly. He had collapsed in this mystic glen at midnight, from sore traveling. He had been walking through thick and thin, clan territory or something, and plenty of things that wanted to kill him. He was just happy for a moment that he was alone, away from the 'Well, hwat are you doing here?' and the 'I'm gonna slice you open!' or something of that nature. What usually scared those people off was the Boarded-Nopelt's Id tag pierced in his ear. He kept his distance from them, as they usually tried to shoot glassy, smooth metallic things at him. He sighed.

Cracking his neck, he emerged from the tall grasses, his tired grey eyes settling on a rather appealing silver birch. He decided to go explore it for places to sleep, weaving across the terrain. Seeing a rather interesting stone, he picked that up in his mouth, careful not to cut through it with his ever sharp teeth and made his way up the tree, digging his claws into the bark. Hopping his way up, he found a ever so comfy branch to lay upon. Basking in the ever laziness of the day and not having to deal with spitting cats or snappy dragons, he settled easily onto the branch, playing with the new stone in his mouth. He fumbled around with it in his paws, sharpening his teeth, scratching the rock significantly as he did so. Without a care in the world, he was.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 500px; auto;][font=times new roman][size=9pt]✏[color=#C9EDFF] His grey eyes flashing towards a feline below him in the grass, the black panda groaned lightly, muttering under his breath. He spit the stone out, sending it into the grass and ricocheting off of another rock, looking down at the female yet again. He knew this all before, and it was starting to sicken him. Maybe, if he just ignored her for long enough, she would go away. He thought this would be a great plan as he turned his back on the female, laying on his spine as he sharpened his teeth with his claws. "...eh, go away." He muttered after a while, his tail flicking lazily.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 500px; auto;][font=times new roman][size=9pt]✏[color=#C9EDFF] He glanced down at her, a bored gaze in his eyes. "'Make' is a strong word, and I don't think you can 'make' me do anything." He muttered, stretching his limbs. Honestly, she was extremely annoying, it wasn't like he was going to trot into Darkclan territory and mess everything up. He didn't even feel like attacking this young girl. If she wanted to hiss at him, fine, she could do whatever she wanted, but if she attacked he would attack with equal force. It was early morning, all he wanted to do was sleep. He liked this birch tree, and he wasn't going to leave it anytime soon.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 500px; auto;][font=times new roman][size=9pt]✏[color=#C9EDFF] Feeling a paw on his side, the male jumped out of his own skin and hopped towards a higher branch in the tree. As uncomfortable as it could be, the 'red' panda looked down with frightened eyes at the now tiger standing before him. Yes, yes, he wasn't afraid of dragons nor little felines, but when one of the giant cats from the jungle threatened him with massive paws, he got just a bit shaky. "...didn't you look like a cat just before...?" He muttered under his breath, too quiet to hear. He soon caught his breath and looked down at her again, seeing the same eyes, same features. It was a shapeshifting trick of some sorts, as by all means the cats in these clans always had mystical powers. He didn't think he had powers, he just thought he was a slightly blacker version of his mother. But now that he was higher up, this tigress didn't have any reach of him. Unless she climbed the silver birch, of course. A filthy voice whispered in the back of his head.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 500px; auto;][font=times new roman][size=9pt]✏[color=#C9EDFF] As the massive beast began to acend the silver birch, he found that there wasn't enough time and enough branches. Though he had swiftness, she had speed; and a lot of it as hopped up onto the next branch, the ivory claws becoming closer and closer to his form. When one unsheathed, the male yipped, his tongue moving a lot faster than his legs. "Aight! Aight! My name's Vigilante. I'm a traveler." He almost groaned as he said the words, how could he be so stupid. He was only a teen, but he knew he wasn't going to die. He knew that this tigress wouldn't kill him.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 500px; auto;][font=times new roman][size=9pt]✏[color=#C9EDFF] The black panda's head sunk into his shoulders, scraping at the bark absently with his claws. "No..." He muttered truthfully, though he didn't want to get up in the lovey dovey business of a family. All these clans, rooting together in a time of crisis and prosperity, and all he wanted was to help the responsibility of his own. And with these people piling up in front of him, he was going to find that hard to do. Most likely, and hopefully, they would escort him out like a small child, like some other clans did. And he was looking forward to that moment, for then he could circle around the territory and find refuge in this wonderful, comfy tree again.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 500px; auto;][font=times new roman][size=9pt]✏[color=#C9EDFF] The black panda sighed. "Well, given the options, I'm visiting." Now two dragons stood before him, and the thick outer shell of Vigilante's emotions prevented him from feeling any fear from these beasts. He had encountered many beforehand, and they all said the same thing, acted the same way. He was very tired of their bluffs, and only wanted to sleep. On this nice, beautiful birch tree, without any interruptions... The thought of it just made him drift off slightly, into a world where there was no nosy little beasts to scare him off. Frankly, he just wanted a place of his own. But it seemed the longer he lingered, there were less appealing places to call home.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 500px; auto;][font=times new roman][size=9pt]✏[color=#C9EDFF] Vigilante frowned once again, looking at the smaller lion character. "It's not like I will cause all havoc and destruction. I have come to simply lay in this birch tree and sleep off the miles that I have recently acquired. I'm a traveler. I travel because I have no place to call my own. And sure as hell it can't be here, so let me bask a little bit before going on my way. This is a clan and you are probably going to escort me out like all the rest of the clans, so I expect you to do so in the next five minutes." He grumbled, hopping down to the lower branch and laying down lazily, shutting his eyes. Hopefully, when he opened them, they would all be gone.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 500px; auto;][font=times new roman][size=9pt]✏[color=#C9EDFF] Vigilante growled slightly, looking at all the members of this, clan, padding up to him and demanding him either in or out. The little icky voice in the back of his head told him maybe he should join this clan if they were as demanding as he was. With a slight retort of his part, Vigilante realized yes, he was a bit demanding. Alright, alright, he would give it a try. But only because this tree was very, very comfortable. "...Lemme see what your clan has to offer." Vigilante grumbled reluctantly, hopping down from the tree and looking around at the members of the clan with his bored grey eyes.