[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman; width: 430px;]Savoir's presence here had been ... Spotty (no jaguar pun intended, of course -- unless it was), but she was determined to change that, now. Her youthful aspirations of world domination had not yet been tempered, and she was still indeed focused on making her way through the world with her name on others' lips -- though, like any future queen, she had to start small. The yearling had had friends in her time, but as she had faded and her memories gone, she knew she'd have to start over. BloodClan was a fast growing and sporadic place, people coming and going in heartbeats. She had to make sure she did not follow the flow through the revolving door, but rather stand like a rock in the tide, unmoving and hopefully unweathered by the current.
Savoir rolled her shoulders as she took a spot in a less crowded part of camp, a miracle spot in BloodClan's cramped hub. " Meet and greet! " the daughter of Chemical called out, tail lashing behind her.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: sub;text-align:justify;width:300px;margin-top:-8px][color=crimson]The cub, and obvious runt of his respective litter given his size, stepped forward to observe this jaguar. This one was proud, he could tell by the way she sat up erect and straight with no slumping. "I'm Oblivion." He noted, crimson gaze still looking over Savoir.