TICK TICK TICK AWAY // open, joining

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    [size=6pt]Well *. If this wasn't hell on earth, Fantoccini didn't know what it was. The partially crippled femme had hauled herself across DarkClan's precious borderline, all the way from the NobleLands. Getting here was pretty much a nightmare, and understandably so.


    Well, all troubles aside, she was thankful to have reached her destination. "Yo! Am I the only one here or what?" The disgruntled feline shouted, regaining her usual, testy composure.


    She intended on joining, and that was what she was going to do.[/size]

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    [size=6pt]"It's about *ing time." The feline grumbled, adjusting her crippled limbs so that they were splayed awkwardly behind her. Clearing her throat, she evenly met the she-cat's gaze. "Name's Fantoccini Targaryen Hadrian. I intend on joining, if I may." She concluded, taking on a more cordial tone. [/size]

    East blinked and smiled. She was glad there were more joiners now, finally. The Exiles were really pissing her off, and the more members they had, the more they could win and murder those jerks. "Welcome to Darkclan. My name is East, Lieutenant here. We have three ranks; Officers fight, medics heal, Shamans control spirits."

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    [size=6pt]Thank the heavenly bodies that she finally made it. "Thank you." Fantoccini rumbled quietly, a little hint of gratitude playing in her optics.[/size]

    [size=16pt]Leodra Laufeyson Winzor[/size]


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 250px; margin-top: -10px; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman; color: #b96074;]"H-h-h-h-hello," stuttered out the female in a greeting of sorts when she joined East's side while she explained their ranks. "My name's. . . um. . . Leodra Laufeyson Winzor; would you l-l-l-like a tour of the clan's home or are you okay w-w-w-with looking around yourself?" She knew she was kind of interrupting what the older female was doing, but she figured she would at least offer the chance.[/fancypost]

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    [size=6pt]Turning her attention to Leodra, the hints of what might've been a smile formed on her disfigured muzzle. "Though I do appreciate the offer, I don't think I can manage much more walking for the day." She admitted, wincing as her thoughts traced back to her graceless journey.


    //muse is lowwwww[/size]