PALE MOONLIGHT │ open; joiner

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    small and precise strides were made by the stranger, her large frame corresponding with such movements in a graceful manner. gray-olive eyes locked onto the border with hinted amusement, and soon she felt sure of her decision to find a new home here. deciding not to call out, the snow leopard sat down, tail draped over her paws, and waited. they would surely come.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; line-height:97%;][justify]"mind tellin' me what you're doing on shadowclan territory?" his inquiry was rather friendly, only a hint of challenge present. his radiant golden orbs regarded the female with both questioning curiosity and neutrality. firefight sat, and despite his small size, he remained tense. in case the female decided to advance, he had to be prepared to take her on. sure, it was unlikely, but.. still.

    [fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px;][justify][font=georgia]Yuuka wished their were more smart people so that life could be easier, an example was calling out name and business for she didn't have to ask. The small cream cameo sauntered up to the border, her eyes holding a dull expression. "Name and intention."


    /ninja'd
    [color=transparent] #yuukaheresc

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    as they both inquired about her being, she only raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “fantine abbott," she said, her voice almost as low as a whisper. her focus shifted from the female to the male, to which she included, “i wish to join." simple it was, and as simple it could be.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; line-height:97%;][justify]a friendly smile spread, shoulders finally relaxing. "well, welcome to shadowclan, then," he replied easily, blinking gently in her direction. "want a tour or whatever?"

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 20px; letter-spacing:-1px;][align=center][color=black][size=10][b][abbr=5 years - female - swagmaster - ShadowClan - partners with Agent Otto - single - no crush - NPC x NPC - mother of 5: Opal, Olin, Ostia, Ona and Brokencub (adoptive) - based off of Agent Olive from Odd Squad] tag . [abbr=Speaking: Bold Yellow - Roleplaying: Default Text Font - Thinking: Bold Italic Yellow - attack in bold yellow or #FF0000]tag . [abbr=ability to glow, conjuration, seeing spirits, manipulation of soundwaves and molecules, all free bodies (red fox is default), telepathy]tag . [abbr=Whip-smart and confident, she reacts stone-faced to many situations since she's likely seen it all before when traveling as a loner. She travels with her energetic thrill-seeking partner Agent Otto, who despite his name is not a spy of any kind.] tag . [abbr=#agentolive]tag[/fancypost]


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    she blinked before giving him a small grin, but declined. “ah, thank you, but i'm sure i'll figure my way around here on my own." finishing this, her gaze drifted towards agent olive, who she quickly decided not to get cross with in the future. “pleasure." she greeted in an even tone.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:125%; width:350px; margin-top: -5px;]"Welcome. I'm D-Doctrine." The white feline greeted as they made their way over, a smile perched precariously on their thin salmon lips. It did seem like ShadowClan was getting bigger cats recently - pumas, lions, etc. And now a snow leopard. It was refreshing, really, to see other species around.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: ARIAL; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing;]MUSIC IN HER VEINS AND IN HER SOUL — DARK TUNES TO KEEP HER WARM[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px][justify][color=silver][b]"Hi miss Fantine! Can I call you Fanta? It's this fuzzy drink that humans drink."     the child chattered excitedly as she bounded up beside Doctorine, blowing up her cheeks like a chipmunk to demonstrate her point. This lady seemed super nice; hopefully she would stick around.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]“thank you," she said towards doctrine, giving them a small dip of her head. her attention then went towards bitterblue as the child spoke, and a small smile crept upon her maw at her excitement. “fanta? i quite like it," fantine mused, showing approval of the nickname.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; width:488px; color:black; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; margin-top:3px]The girl padded over with short unsure steps and she gracefully sat herself down looking at the feline with sharp green optics. At first it almost seemed that Lana was about to cry her eyes looked so lonely...it was the feeling that you wanted to help her, but if you touched her then she would break. Like a butterfly with torn wings struggling along, but if you attempt to assist the butterfly you'll just tear its fragile wings even more it was that kind of feeling. Lana didn't smile...she kept her guard up. She never expected to just trust everyone in this clan right away. She was afraid to smile and she was afraid to open herself up to anyone other than Marina and this cruel reality haunted her day by day.


    She paused taking in a breath before in a wary voice she adressed the snow leopard. [b]"Hello my name is Lana it's nice to meet you," She waited a moment the ghost of a smile spread across her lips, but quickly faded away when she finished. "Your name is very beautiful by the way." Actually everything about this cat was beautiful from the way she walked and to her overall appearance and especially the way she spoke the way she spoke had a certain air of confidence that seemed unatainable to Lana.
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    [size=6pt]★ trek

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]the snow leopard returned lana's smile, but that too faded into small one as the latter complimented her name. if she could blush, a tiny reddish tint would've already rose to her cheeks. “your own is unique and has a certain softness to it," fantine murmured, flicking her ear. “and it is a pleasure to meet you, lana."