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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2][hr]The rather worn-down looking black jaguar made his way towards the WindClan border. With a casual flick of his ears, the male seemed rather relaxed - he almost looked odd. Alaskanriches tilted his head back and forth, shifting his weight. Raising a head into the air he took in a breath before calling out in a calm voice, "Alaskanriches, joining."


    Moons of traveling had worn him down, though he was now content. He had done what he had needed to do. And, now the male would come back to where he thought was his home. It had been a strange decision to make, for he wasn't sure what to expect from the ones that lived here now. A silver hued gaze would scan across the rather rugged terrain that did indeed bring back memories of his younger days.


    But, for now - the large feline stood, awaiting whoever would approach first.




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    "Hm. Well, I'll be damned."


    A pure black kitsune appeared, glowing eyes settled seemingly calmly on the male, before a smirk twitched at her lips and the fox-like creature shifted back into the form of a domestic— her most used form, or at least, what [i]was her most used one. She wasn't sure yet. She quite liked being that fox thing, but there was something ultimately comforting about this one. "Never would have thought I'd see you again. Or, wait...you are the Alaskanriches that I threw a worm at once upon a time, correct?"


    Sighing, the General rolled her shoulders, before finally nodding. "Well, you're accepted, congrats to you. Even though we're technically a mess at the moment. Fucking joiners coming around after a damn volcano exploded. If you're the Alaskanriches I think you are, which I'm almost positive, you already know my name. Or so I'd hope. But I'll say it again. Riot Discordia, though just Riot will do."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 425px; line-height: 95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: #d2d2d2]Alaskanriches was the first leader Polarispride could remember; that was the only reason he recognized the name at all, since he’d never bothered to spend much time with the jaguar and likely wasn’t going to anytime soon. That was also the only reason he hesitated, checking his wings to make sure his few unfrozen feathers were lying flat. Back then, he’d been Polariskit, a just about invisible WindClanner to everyone who wasn’t Legacy, but he still hadn’t wanted to look dumb in front of someone important. And right now, in Ris’s mind, Alaskanriches was still sort of important – so many of his Clanmates knew Lask, too.


    Taking a deep breath, the Siamese approached at last and sat. His injuries were still aching, but he could walk almost normally now – normally for him, he’d never stop limping. ”W-welcome…um, welcome back to W-WindClan? I-I’m Polarispride.”
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2][hr]Alaskan would only watch as female emerged and moved towards him. He'd only balance his weight, a small smug grin coming onto his face. "Surprise." The male would give her a roll of his silver gaze. He'd listen to her for a moment, not knowing her shape - though the voice was familiar. "All grown up, huh?" The older male's voice run out with a tilt of his head, the wary traveler would observe her for a moment before shaking his head, "Last I checked, my name was Alaskanriches." He played with Riot for a moment, "And yes, I do remember that worm, Riot." He almost scowled. His memories from before were only a bit patchy, for in the end he had grown slightly insane. Listening to her words, he could only grow concerned for a moment as she spoke about volcanoes. "Ouch." Unsure what to say, for he was almost at a loss of words.


    Though as she nodded towards his acceptance, Lask' couldn't help but feel a bit more relaxed. His gaze would drift over, as another WindClanner approached he'd recognize the male from his voice as well. "Polariski-..." He paused, "Polarispride." Wow, did he feel old now. Keeping a silver gaze on the two for a moment.


    "Thanks." Was all he said after a while, for he was rather tired and at a loss of words. Alaskanriches had left WindClan insane, broken down - and quite mad. What had happened while he was gone had put him back into a state of comfort. Though, many of the memories that came flooding back while he stood there, was a bit much to handle at the moment. But, the obsidian hued panther continued to stand, glancing behind them at the territory that barely seemed familiar anymore.


    [ windclan baes <3 ]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Well, Intermission was pretty surprised. He remembered Alaskanriches' when he was the leader of Windclan, from the moment he was born up until about the earliest stages of his apprenticeship, he was sure. "Welcome back," he greeted, "I'm Intermission."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2][hr]Alaskan would look towards his large ebony paws for a moment before glancing up at the sound of a new voice. Wow, all the WindClanners that had been kits were now grown, and - well, he felt old. "Thank you." The now - WindClan warrior would announce. Something was a bit different with Lask, perhaps it was age? It wasn't known.


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    [justify][sub] Smokingkit had no idea who this was, nor why other others thought so highly of him - he'd only been around for a couple of moons, anyway. The young domestic stared up at him quietly, his borderline-cold gaze assessing the new face before he greeted in a somewhat friendlier, "I'm Smokingkit. Hi."

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2][hr]Would watch as an unfamiliar face appeared. Alaskan felt almost happy to see someone he didn't recognize. Not, to be rude - though it was different. The kit that came forth did not bring back any memories of anything, and so the panther would raise a nonexistent brow. "Hello, Smokingkit." Lask felt as awkward as ever coming "home" - though he thought of it normal attempting to bring himself back into the community that had been so familiar, though was now distant. "Alaskanriches."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; width:400px; margin-top:-10px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify]Of course, her grin only widened at that, making her look a lot like she did when she was younger. It was odd, honestly— she wasn't exactly the same girl that threw a worm at the WindClan deputy less than a year ago, but at the same time, she was. "[b]Yup, I'm a big girl now. Doesn't mean I necessarily have to act mature, though,    " the pyromaniac mused, before letting out one of her loud laughs.


    "Well, I would ask if you wanted a tour or needed help settling in, but unfortunately, that can't happen. We're moving soon, anyways— this is temporary. Home sweet home, right?" the General said sarcastically.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]Alaskanriches. Peachmoon had heard that name before, even while back in the Skulls. He was quite the famous, or perhaps infamous man, she presumed. Frankly, despite his name, Peachmoon knew nothing about him. Better late than never, she supposed.


    The alabaster femme padded over with a small smile upon her pretty features. "Welcome back to WindClan." she spoke, "I'm Peachmoon. A pleasure," Maybe things would start getting interesting around there.

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    Harsh approached,small paws making no sound upon his approach. "Hello there. I see you've lived her in the passed. Uh,Names' Harshpaw."

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    Was this who she thought it was? Seemed so. She hoped the ex leader was doing okay now, as he seemed a bit depressed last time she saw him. "Lask? It's me, Lilyfern. Well, it's um, Lilystar now. Anyways welcome back! Sorry about the mess — we had a volcano erupt."

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    Shiftingallegiances walked over, Alaskanriches. She had heard stories, rumors rather, about him. But Shift wasn't going to hold the man to them. "Hello and welcome to WindClan. I'm Shiftingallegiances Hadrian," the snow leopardess said.









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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2][hr]Alaskan was perhaps - overwhelmed? He'd only let his silver gaze widen, watching many WindClanners introduce themselves. Listening to Riot for a moment he'd pass her a grin, raising nonexistent brows as she broke out into laughter. Yes, that was definitely the Riot he knew. He'd only shake his head at her offer, "No, no, it's alright." The panther let a silver gaze move over the rest as more gathered. "Wouldn't make any sense learning the area if we are moving." He attempted to show some gratitude though, instead he just looked doubtful.


    The panther would glance up as Biblestory approached. Lask would only looked pained for a moment, but he'd only pass on a warm but, weary smile. He wasn't sure how he felt. He was definitely in a better mental state, though the small things would get him every so often. "Biblestory." He greeted, in an almost - unsure voice.


    He'd remove his gaze from his own son to face the female that greeted him. He was unsure on why they were all treasuring him. Was he famous? He thought not. To him, he was a failure? Though their somewhat, eager greetings sparked something within the weary traveler. Pleasure." The WindClanner would return to Peachmoon with a nod of his head.


    The warrior would turn to the apprentice who introduced himself, and Alaskan would nod back, "Harshpaw." Repeating the name in a more quiet greeting. For - to be honest, the male was becoming a bit overwhelmed.


    Though, at the sight of Wingspan, Alaskan grew rather surprised. The she-cat had been around the clan when he was the clumsy apprentice. "Wingspan!" A bit more enthusiasm moved into his voice - glad there were still a few around from his younger days. It was almost a sense of comfort.


    The next female that approached made Alaskanriches' silver gaze brighten a bit more. Lilyfe - Lilystar." He greeted the female with a joyous nod of his head. He was glad that they were still here. Though, their faces also brought some memories back. It'd take him a while to adjust back into clan-life. Though, they were moving and that would help. When she apologized he'd only shake his head, "No, Lily - it's fine." Shrugging attempting to seem - happy? "Can't control nature." He sounded only a bit awkward, but - ah well.


    He would then turn to the last that approached, nodding his head quiet. Attempting to regain some composure after feeling bombarded with WindClanners. Of course, he didn't mind - though, maybe it was difficult. "Shiftingalligances, pleasure." Alaskan finally finished with a breath.


    [ yeeeees, sunny IM me - windclan baes <3 ]


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt;][justify]Oh, lord, he's back. Where's Rachel? His pissy daughter must know that her daddy was back in WindClan.


    Jax padded over, honey gaze flickering over the former leader. It had been a while since the guy had gone missing, but that did not mean that he would be any nicer to him. "Welcome back, then. If you remember me, I was formerly Tsukishima. I changed my name to Jax," he reintroduced himself, skipping the fact that in the time that he was gone that Jailbreak/Armin/Dakota had gotten engaged to him, had children, and then they broke up, and then Jailbreak/Armin/Dakota killed themself.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; line-height:95%; text-align: justify;]Rachel would find out soon enough. Because sunny was so nice to her characters and everything. Anyway Lily nodded, glad that everything seemed to be going right with someone she considered a friend. And one of the only ones of her original friends. Most were either deadly inactive. "Well welcome back, then. We have a lot to catch you up on. If you need anything, let me know."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 425px; line-height: 95%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: #d2d2d2]Alaskanriches knew his name. That probably shouldn't have shocked him, but it did. Polarispride gave himself a quick shake before dipping his head and shuffling back to stand beside Shiftingallegiances, mostly to get his thoughts back in line. Polariskit. If that wasn't strange to hear from Lask's mouth, he wasn't sure what would be. "O-or me," he added after Lilystar had finished. "It's nice to s-see you back." But now, of all times, why was anyone returning now? That would never stop confusing him.
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    Isaac walked over with a small, barely-there smile on his maw. The smile faded as soon as he saw Biblestory and Alaskanriches see each other again for the first time in.. well, ages. A frown replaced it as he remembered that he had to break the news to Lask. "[color=#98bbca]Uh, hey. I'm Isaac, but I think you'll remember me better as Thousandlies. Sandy and I had a soulsplit and, um.." he trailed off, unsure of what to say and how to say it without sounding like an insensitive bastard.


    Clearing his throat, he started speaking again. "[color=#98bbca]Thousandlies had an accident. She's.. she's dead. I'm sorry for your l-loss." he murmured hoarsely, finding that the statement had made him go cold. He didn't mention their bond since he was sure that Alaskanriches didn't want to be told about how much it hurt and how badly it had burned. "[color=#98bbca]But, yeah. Nice to see you again, Lask. Welcome home."