*epic music plays* -- open, return + joining

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: -37px;]Melodicbalance Darling[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]_{TIDALCLAN — WARRIOR — [abbr=17 moons physically, goddess of passion and loyalty, single, no apprentice]INFORMATION[/abbr] — [abbr=Invisibility, all free powers, memory manipulation, shapeshifting]POWERS[/abbr] — [abbr=Attack in hex code 617D8E, no kill, ask for capture or maim]INTERACTION[/abbr] — [abbr=Ascended Maid of Rage, formerly Estella Darling]OTHER[/abbr]
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]To say that she had been expecting a painless death was a lie. She had known the terms of ascension well enough, but despite the enchanted sleep that the cream tabby had been put under she had felt the point of a cold claw running its way down her spine more strongly than predicted. And she honestly didn't remember the pause between when her old body ceased breathing and this one began, but her lungs were more powerful in this case. Unburdened by the illness which had ravaged her for days before the gods' visit, the tabby queen's breaths came easier.}

_{There were no finches at the site like in GraveClan, but there was a brief period of time during the night where the sleeping tabby cat seemed to bleed onto the grape-coloured stone from her back, but there was no wound. It would have probably gone unnoticed by the general public, but the she-cat made a small noise in the back of her throat, almost a whimper, as everything came back to her. All of her memories, all of the things that she had missed occupying her mind ever since her untimely death almost seven months ago. Had it really been that long since she had swum with the currents of the ocean?}

_{The worrying thing was, would anyone remember Felicity's daughter? The fem was fretful over the topic of remembrance, but that was suddenly stilled when one name popped out. Cainspaw. Cainsmark, now. He had come to the border not too long ago, asking for an alliance between TidalClan and GraveClan. Surely he wouldn't have forgotten the innocent little girl scarcely a moon younger than him (though she wouldn't blame the guy if he had no idea who she was).}

_{The cream and white tabby's eyes snapped open at the crack of dawn, and she sat bolt upright on the quest bed to look around. Apparently it only took a couple of hours to get accustomed to a new body, though this was barely different to her old one. She was completely lost, granted, but she was also ... glowing? A faint purple glow surrounded the queen as she rose shakily to her paws. There was no bang, no explosion of light and sound as the new god tier took her first step, just a familiar feeling of apprehension. But there was something else, something new that the deity hadn't felt in a while. Passion.}

_{She looked up at the sky, and tired to figure out where she was. She didn't know, but there were the scents of other felines around her. She was obviously on someone's territory, but she had no idea where the camp could be. She didn't recognise this scenery from her kithood, and so Estella - to be remembered as Melodicbalance - waited. Surely someone would arrive.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: -37px;]Melodicbalance Darling[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]_{TIDALCLAN — WARRIOR — [abbr=17 moons physically, goddess of passion and loyalty, single, no apprentice]INFORMATION[/abbr] — [abbr=Invisibility, all free powers, memory manipulation, shapeshifting]POWERS[/abbr] — [abbr=Attack in hex code 617D8E, no kill, ask for capture or maim]INTERACTION[/abbr] — [abbr=Ascended Maid of Rage, formerly Estella Darling]OTHER[/abbr]
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;](( aah gosh yes she would too remember Lady! Cain was the only one that came to mind as I was writing though, sorry cx
and yes there are a lot of references with this one ))}

_{Mel's eyes widened slightly as the first one that she saw was unfamiliar to her. A small hum escaped the queen as she was questioned, a little worried but she could remember what it was like to be questioned like this back in GraveClan. That was about two and a half months ago, scarily enough. Two months to climb GraveClan like a set of stairs all the way up to Oionos, but now she was here. Home.}

_{"I'm Melodicbalance, a ... a returning member." The words felt so foreign on her tongue, possibly the use of the term returning was what had thrown her off. But she managed to not stumble over her words too badly, and sent a small smile towards the tom whom had questioned her on her motives.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: -37px;]Melodicbalance Darling[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]_{TIDALCLAN — WARRIOR — [abbr=17 moons physically, goddess of passion and loyalty, single, no apprentice]INFORMATION[/abbr] — [abbr=Invisibility, all free powers, memory manipulation, shapeshifting]POWERS[/abbr] — [abbr=Attack in mistyrose, no kill, ask for capture or maim]INTERACTION[/abbr] — [abbr=Ascended Maid of Rage, formerly Estella Darling]OTHER[/abbr]
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]The name of the she-cat in front of Mel rang several bells at once in the queen's mind, though none of them were warning bells nor anything that indicated the other's personality. So, predictably, the cream and white tabby's face morphed into an expression of surprise and recognition. Ladykit. Lady? The same Lady that she had looked up to, the one she had been jealous of for a time?}

_{"Mel is fine to call me by, darling ... Wait, what? Months, as in how many? I'm pretty sure Dally was dead already when I carked it the first time, and that was half a year ago." Despite how close she and the snarky tomcat had been, the violet-eyed tabby sounded a bit nonchalant when talking about Dallas. This was because she didn't want to feel guilty about Trop and Ghost, but they didn't need to know that yet.}

_{"Hi, Patrick! Thanks for the welcome, I'm Mel." She nodded enthusiastically towards the second stranger to arrive, and silently noted that the male to have originally questioned her hadn't ever introduced himself. That was a shame, as he looked like a friendly guy. A matching grin, crooked as Cain's and quite odd to see on Mel's face, flashed across her features to settle there as the tom himself joined the group. It was so good to see her old friends again, even if this was only two of them.}

_{"Surprise! Actually, what am I saying, it was a surprise to me as well. Long story short, I've had some weird godly amnesia for the last several months. But yes, I am definitely staying." She took a breath, and her ears pricked as she remembered something. Or, rather, someone. "Have you guys seen mum?"}

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