BET MY LIFE ON YOU // O; PICNIC WITH ALLIES

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 300px; text-align: justify;]Nnngh, he hadn't be out of Windclan territory since he left Skyclan, so this was kinda new. He looked around curiously, seeing there was a lot of people here. Nevertheless he'd try to be social for alliances sake. "Hey guys, I'm Elkwood, from Windclan." He announced, giving a wave and a smirk.

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    ★ the ivory tower's king nearly fell over when he saw the rabbits that were clearly intended as food, but he knew that since his presence was merely a coincidence in the universe that he had gotten stuck in for the time being, he decided to ignore it. "the ivory tower is here- thank you for inviting us," the king called out so that his voice could be heard over some of the louder ones. naturally it was a high-pitched, nearly squeaky tone that he talked in, but his scream was like drawing nails along a chalk board. it was a good thing he didn't do that- everyone usually hated it.

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    forgotten padded over, standing next to kuro. he gazed around before sighing; he hadn't been to a social event in what seemed to be years.


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    "Uhh...Are there any clans i can take the message to, or has everyone already went?..." Hannah asked. She really wanted to help in some way, other than just showing up and eating.

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    [b]"Master whadda whadda?"     She tried to repeat the title but ultimately failed in doing so. Huh. Well being a master at anything was usually a good thing so she was going to make a safe bet that Rainbowveins was important. She would then nod rapidly once the SunClanner agreed with her take on the 'nasty stuff' before her face lit up at her inquiry. Elsa certainly had no qualms with boasting about her home or anything related to her for that matter.


    However before she answered she gave all the new people a wag of her twin tails, gesturing that they could come over and chat if they really wanted to, even if the girl usually liked the spotlight on herself. "It's really cool! We live in a huge hotel, we have a pool, and some of the stuff works there! Like electricity stuff or something. There's a casino too but the hotel is cooler in my opinion. I have a lot of sisters and my best friend Felicity lives there too!" She then took a huge bite in one of the random meats she had taken and grinned with appreciation. "There's this new guy named Blaise. He's kinda weird. I bet I could take him on in a fight though, so that's good."[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10pt; color:#;]Next to approach was Ashton from The Diverging. He doubted his lazyass clan-mates would even turn up and he wasn't the best at socializing with people he didn't know, but he was curious to see what SunClan was like. The serval sauntered in on stiff legs, his hazel gaze flickering over the scenery silently. Shit, there was a lot of people here, way more than The Diverging even had in total (which, at the moment, was like three people, but whatever).


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]Because Seafoam was a straight-up introvert, the new deputy rolled in over in a small track post and just watched from afar. While other clans were interesting, he rarely had the motivation to find out why.

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    Stonekit padded fowards. A picnic sounded good.


    //museless


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    ICARUS

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    [justify]So, this place was Sunclan, huh? The only other clan he had been to aside from Windclan was the one he was held captive in; Boneclan. Icarus' pink optics widened in awe as he allowed his gaze to wander a bit. The territory looked absolutely beautiful. Trees with small pink leaves, a clear pond, and he spotted a shrine on his way here. Maybe someday when he was older he could visit this place?


    Seeing the unfamiliar yet beautiful territory filled him with energy, but he decided not to play or run around. He wanted to be on his best behavior today. Instead, he would try to mingle with a few of the other animals here. While he was glad to see a couple of his clanmates here - those clanmates being Stanton and Elkwood - he wanted to make a few new friends with those from other clans. Strengthen bonds and all that. "Hey everyone! Icarus here!" The kid called out with a friendly grin on his face. This was gonna be a blast!


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    Peter was not sure if anyone else from his clan would show up, but the goat might as well come and chill out, and maybe find something common with radicalclan and another one of the groups out there. The goat had been dealing with some things that had kind of been turning him isolated from the world, so maybe attending this would help. He'd keep his stresses aside, and just try and relax a little bit. "Yo." the one horned goat greeted, veering towards where he would be able to ignore the display of meat which catered to almost every common type of clan animal out there, and deciding he might just mingle, or something.





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    Peter Veritana • Man Made Unicorn
    Girgentana goat • 2 years
    Radicalclan • Leader
    Medium • No battle powers

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    Renato, a two month old ocelot cub from the Dominion, bounded up to the picnic with his face cut into a wide smile, tail twitching behind him as he came to a halt in the general area. He wasn't sure what to do, who to talk to, so for a moment the cub froze. Unsure of how to handle himself. He had never done anything like this, and there were so many people...
    A deep breath later, and the cub was smiling naturally, a little more relaxed. All he had to do was be himself, be friendly.
    "Someone said somethin' 'bout food?"
    The cub asked, cheery again.




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    [align=center][font=georgia][color=#77C5F2][size=8]renato : cub of the dominon : two months old

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    She parted with Ryker and trotted off to hopefully meet someone new.


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    Wildkit from Miiclan walked into the party, eyes widened at how many other cats were here- as well as the food. She hoped that Atombomb was coming- or at least someone else from Miiclan so that she wouldn't be on her own.

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    Spotting the familiar face of Renato,the fox moved silently,her amber hued gaze on the cub.Standing behind him now,the female would attempt to nudge him towards the food."Help yourself,"she murmured,not showing her own anxiety over the many people there.

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    "Okay Miss Immy!"
    The cub, revitalized by Immy's encouragements, burst forth to find some food to eat. He was wary of course, because his appetite wasn't actually that big, but Renato didn't really know what else to do in such a strange place.




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    ★[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -6px][hr]"Immy!" Blacklight would greet, offering her daughter a smile as she padded up to stand next to her. "Who's that?" the feline inquired, seeing Renato go forward to find some food. "He's adorable." the blacksmith added in a whisper. Kittens were so cute.
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    "Be careful!"she called after the cub,lashing her tail swiftly behind her.At the sound of someone familiar,she turned quickly,before blinking her amber hued orbs at her mother."Mother,"she greeted,before following her gaze."That's Renato...a...er...friend of mine,"she finished lamely.

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    ★[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -6px][hr]She gave a slight chuckle. It was unnatural for Immy to care about someone's well-being if they were just "a friend". Blacklight had a feeling that the cub might just be her grandson. "Just a friend?" she mewed with a slight chuckle, flicking Immy with her tail playfully.
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