the headless horseman [darkclanner with invite!]

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    FEMALE -- 12 MONTHS -- STRAIGHT -- WHITE TIGER

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    Snowcloud padded up to the border quickly, her ears twitching as she sniffled. "Hello? Anyone there?" She called, blinking her eyes. "I am from DarkClan, and I am inviting you guys to a halloween bash we are throwing because today and tomorrow mark the days of the year halfway to halloween--if that made sense." She chuckled, waiting to see if anyone would show up.


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    Rookfeather liked parties, as he thought they could be rather unifying events. Or, you know, excuses to drink a lot and have babies on accident. He would not be doing the latter if Shadowclan attended, but it seemed like a fun idea. "Someone should be along soon who will approve or deny the invitation." The dark nightwatcher commented as he approached, dipping his head politely to the Darkclanner and the liger and joining them in their wait for someone with the authority to respond to the invitation.