sing us a s(o)ng, you're the piano man (joining)

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    It was a beautiful, sunny, cloudless day; the kind Kosher hated. Her lush, light gray fur was to blame, as it sucked in heat as if it were a vaccum. Trudging herself around the territory in her extremely elusive grumpy mood, she had arrived in the Avian Dynasty.
    The plump she-cat felt a light tap at the very top of her royal blue hat, and straightened her round dark green glasses. Nothing. Then another tap, and another. It was rain, she realized. Rain.
    Dancing around in pure delight, she stuck out her tongue and wet her fluffy coat with the crisp drops of water. She rolled around in the tall green grass, bouncing around the sequoia trees. Kosherpickle had most likely done so for 15 minutes straight. It was lovely.
    Then she heard the clash of thunder. Kosher froze for a minute, almost paralyzed in fear. She was one of those dumbfounded young women who had still didn't know that you were less likely to get struck by lightning on the ground than die from hot dog poisoning. So therefore she panicked as if she was to enter hell in 15 seconds.
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    The thunder was slightly unexpected, considering the fact that it had been rather fine weather wise a mere few moments ago. However the seasons were moving on from warm summer and onto chilly autumn. Bubbletea spotted the stranger in the midst of some sequoia trees, trotting over as he noticed they appeared to be frozen with shock. [i]"Uh, miss? You alright there?" It wasn't long before drops of rain began pelleting down on them. [b][i]"We should probably get inside a treehouse until this clears!"[/fancypost]

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    Kosherpickle whipped her head towards the child, the rest of her body still stiff. "HIDE YOUR WIFE. HIDE YOUR KIDS. MOST IMPORTANTLY, HIDE ME," she squeaked in reply. In an instant she was back to her old, happy self. It was a wonder of what was going on in this virgin's mind. "Hiya! I'm Kosherpickle, here to join your clan!" Another clash of thunder entered the she-cat's ears, making her paralyzed once again. "WHERE ARE THE TREEHOUSES?"
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  • "the treehouses are further down in hawkclan territory," tobio mumbled in response, approaching with a neutral expression, "but welcome, i suppose. my name is kageyama tobio, but you can call me tobio." he added afterwards, lashing his thin, whip-like tail before falling to his haunches with a 'hmph'.