I'M BAD BEHAVIOR BUT I DO IT IN THE BEST WAY -- joining

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    He felt disgusting, his nose crinkled as he skidded across the dusky terrain of the dark lands, he wasn't used to the texture under his paws; hard and ticking marks into his obsidian pads. The dark feline sighed, but didn't make a move to comment as his mouth felt as if it was full of cotton. He hadn't had water for a good day or so. Moriarty rolled his stiff jaw as the thought crossed, who exactly would he be talking to anyhow? He rumbled out a sarcastic chuckle, yes, he had gotten to the point of delusional that he had tried to speak to himself. How pathetic.


    The only food he had gotten was a half eaten doe carcass that he had gotten from tasseling with a rogue. He wasn't one to take morsels from some low-life; but at that point he didn't have a choice. The rogue didn't put up much of a fight, but he had left a pretty gash in Moriarty's shoulder, one that was currently leaving a lovely little trail of red droplets in his wake. No more fighting for me for a bit.


    His lips curled up briefly as he felt the territorial scent hit him in his face like a wall. He lifted his large cranium from where it hung between his shoulders, ears twitching feverishly as he tried to pick up any sounds telling him he should probably turn back. dont ever speak too soon, idiot He scolded himself mentally, coming up fruitless he relaxed his haunches, attempting to calm himself from his startle. He doubted they would actually attack him if he just passed through their land, he wouldn't approach too deep, but would get through quickly enough that he wouldn't get into trouble. At least he hopped so.


    The panther sped up his steps, sprinting rather than his lazier trot before. His large paws thudded against the ground as he mapped his way through the trees, azure optics squinting against the light that streamed from the trees, he felt as if it was reaching down from the firmament just to annoy him. Or maybe he was acting crazy again.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt;][justify]Uma had felt the presence the moment they stepped foot onto his land. His head lifted, and he teleported, appearing in front of the male who was trespassing. He stood tall, cold eyes silently telling him to stop running. "What is your name and business with the Aragon Union?" He asked, head lifting ever so slightly.

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    The shock that crashed through Moriarty's body was cold, and almost refreshing as he slowly brought himself to a stop. Whipping his head to let his intoxicating eyes meet with the..apparently magical individual's. He stared for a moment, shifting to press his weight onto his currently favored leg. His lips curled up into a grin, terribly excited over seeing something such as this. ''That's fascinating.'' he commented rather than answering the question, he didn't give names unless he had offered.


    But telling from the way the tiger had used powers to track him barely a foot into the territory; he thought better than to mess with him ''I was just passing through, i truly meant no harm.'' he pulled the most innocent look he could. He didn't have time to play, he needed to find a weak camp that he could get bandaged at before it got infected.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; width: 300px; text-align: justify;]Keir had never understood her fellow Unionites - why not just greet someone with a simple hello instead of a daunting 'name and business'? If their goal was to attract new members, they should come up with a phrase that wasn't so intimidating. "T-there's nothing to worry about, alright? Just..answer the question first."


    /pAPI[/fancypost]

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    //SULLY <3



    The panthers optics narrowed ''I answered half of it, my friend.'' he offered coolly, he swiveled his head to look over his shoulder. There was perfectly good exits, he could just dart for it. His shoulder took away from his speed but it wouldn't kill him to hide for a bit.


    //a bit rushed I'm sorry

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt;][justify]Uma's eyes studied him, a brow lifting ever so slightly at his first inquiry. Fascinating? Had he not seen powers before? He stood there for a few moments, slightly irked that the guy wasn't giving his name. But his eyes travelled down to the injured limb, and he tipped his head. "You're injured." He stated, pointing with his muzzle at the wound. "It will get infected if you leave it like that." He said, eyes moving back to his.

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    ''Mmm, yes, precisely. You're preventing me from getting help on my wound.'' he rumbled out, continuing to play the innocent card as long as he could, he could tell the male had began to get irritated with him. But his irritation just spurred the panther on further, and Moriarty grinned ''Now if I could get by that would be lovely.''

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 260px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] Another panther joins their little group, eh? She may have to change her shape so that she - or them - weren't mistaken for each other. Although, she did have her little shoulder plate to distinguish herself from the rest. plus, she smelled of herbs and the sick, so that was a big differentiation. With a slow gate, the melanistic jaguar walked forward and gave a bored look to the newcomer. Her eyes drifted toward his wound and started rustling through the herb satchel at her side. "luckily for you, my friend," she spoke, voice muffled by her stachel, "i can help with that pesky wound."

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; width: 400px; line-height: 100%;][sup][justify][size=6pt] A set of ebony tipped ears swiveled about, attention caught by the voices muffled through distance. Cadence's brow scrunched as she strained to distinguish what was being said, but was finally forced to give up. She didn't like venturing away from the cave much. It just seemed like an unnecessary risk when everything she needed was right here. But the child's curiosity got the better of her and she set off through the trees. She claimed a place at Uma's side, tail lashing behind her. "Is this guy giving you trouble, daddy?" She asked in a tone that was meant to sound tough.

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    Moriarty stared for a moment, azure optics calculating as they bored upon the familiar look of the panther. He made no move to agree with the help. He hated getting helped, its owing someone; and the ebony jaguar did not have time to owe anyone, anything. He let out an irritated huff and sat himself down roughly in a childish manner.


    He trained his eyes onto his bleeding haunch and sighed, he wouldn't be able to find a camp close enough with the speed he was forced at from this. At the first individual's motion he narrowed his optics, he had silently preferred the other Panther. ''Thankyou, my friend.'' he mumbled out to the satchel baring wild cat.