I CAN SEE YOUR HALO! [ LIONESS JOINING, OPEN ]

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    B E Y O N C E
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    THE LIONESS QUEEN

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    Perhaps it was the sway of her hips, or the sensual flick of her tail -- oh, wait -- perhaps it was the way her eyes brightened in the direct sunlight. Her pull was magnetic of a few that met her, it was as if the birds rejected the sky. It was hard to tell; Beyonce, she had enough with the pride mentality and was looking for something to catch her eye than the constant visual of a male that's ego was too big to measure. Then again, she wasn't the submissive type. The lioness had a dark brown coat, a rustic beautiful hue, that seemed to glow in the sun. Or, it just gave the illusion, nonetheless, the sun's effect on the pelt was exquisite.


    The lioness had been travelling for weeks, she wasn't looking for a pride but she was craving something unique in different. The lust was compelling, so she would rest then travel a distant then eat then do it all over again. But something was different, something changed whilst she was walking, there was bones littered everywhere. Her main thought was savage cannibals living around the area she was currently located in.


    Maybe, maybe not.


    She wasn't worried, Beyoncé was confident on her abilities to defend herself if need be and she would if the trouble came. Arching her back, the beautiful wildcat stretched with a yawn on her lips and a curious gleam in her hazel eyes. Then the scent came; it was the scent of many animals - she had heard of clan's and this seemed to be it. As the scent came with a variety of animal scent and she even smelled other lion's and lioness's.


    This was it. Her moment.
    Now, or never.


    Clan's were a taboo in the pride's north, but she had don't-give-a-fuck-itis and before she knew it she was standing in front of the border with a charming smile.



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    [glow=red,2,300]❝ There's nothing... [glow=black,2,300]Nothing [/glow]compared to giving you up ❞[/glow]
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    [color=black]Not a linoness or something fair looking, at least Azazel didn't try to look stunning. Just cool enough. She approached the lioness offering a smile and dipped her head [glow=red,2,300]"May I have yer name and business?"[/glow] She asked tilting her head. She's been wandering alot lately and every now and then she sat down to have a chat or so with others.

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    [font=arial][size=8][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: ; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]The angelic creature was not far behind Azazel, cobalt blue depths alight with curiosity. Joiners were an often and boring occurrence, however this one was a little different. She clearly held herself with pride above the normal level, and while she was indeed beautiful, one would learn quickly that looks did not matter in BloodClan. Which was why, despite her angelic and alluring attributes, Winter had learned very fast how to fight.

    The elegant huntress prowled over, slowing to a stop while examining the newcomer. It was nice to see another lioness, she would admit that, but she didn't take such an easy liking to newcomers. Besides, they were much more different than they were similar. Winter had mutations, her pelt was ashen gray, and she had a naturally fluid movement that could only be described as that of an pure being.


    Despite all of this rushing through her head, the second tier lowered her curvaceous haunches to the ground, expression rather bored if anything.

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    B E Y O N C E
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    THE LIONESS QUEEN

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]The elegant lioness eyed the two forms that had readily appeared and it had not been a long wait at all. Perhaps this clan was used to visitors, well, Beyoncé had no idea but another thought for another day. Her gaze fell to Azazel, whom had appeared first with curious inquiries of whom she was and her business here. She was quite a unique animal, her very look was stunning and it intrigued the female. Her response was swift to the ebony female, eyeing her with curiosity, the wildcat easy-going air subsided as she spoke. "My name is Beyoncé, and here to join," simple yet sweet; her type of thing. Complexities made life hard and like a good friend once told her, 'nobody ain't got time for that'.


    She rose from her current position, a diamond necklace swung, it was a gift from the twoleg store -- a gift she had given herself. Her eyes slid to the other newcomer, she looked rather bored as if listening to the current exchange was not interesting at all. Despite all, seeing a lioness was nice, but her coloring was very odd. Perhaps not, but it was to Beyoncé as this was her first clan joining. Perhaps being around so many members joining you get disconnected.


    Simple observations.


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    Honey hued optics turning to Beyoncé, Eppie shakily dipped her head in greeting. "H-Hello Beyoncé." She murmured.


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    B E Y O N C E
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    THE LIONESS QUEEN

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    @Kermie KATIE! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE STILL ON WC! :DDDDDDDD IT'S OZZY! I was like wait she is a kid of xerxes.... lol xerxes it's been awhile lol I remember him!


    The lioness's gaze slid effortlessly to the spotted wildcat that had followed behind the other lioness and in response it was a feeling of uncomfortable jitters. She had not been around so many different animals before, it was an unnerving feeling. There was also the fact that they were predators as she was, there was a pride about it and an intimidation that she was placed in a situation that she may not be able to handle. But as said before, she had I-don't-give-a-fuck-itisa and here she was. With a smile curling delicately on her lips, "Hello there," she greeted, forgetting to inquired her name.





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    Yup. Niceties were exchanged and now Eponine had no idea what to do. So the jaguaress just sat there awkwardly.


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    The lion strode toward the lioness with a quirk of a whiskery brow. Welcome to BloodClan. If you need anything or have any questions just ask and someone will most likely help you. He yawned as he lazily swished his tail.

    [abbr=trash pendragon grimm praelium praevado simul stamus mortem ▲ androgynous ▲ feminine pronouns ▲ currently in bloodclan ▲ possible dual membership bloodclan-tidalclan ▲ child ▲ three moons ▲ demi-god ▲ the north wind ▲ panromantic ▲ pansexual ▲ leans toward females ▲ single ▲ cainsmark x sola x finnishwars ▲ leo ▲ horns ▲ elongated, fluffy ears with feather tassels at the tips ▲ shapeshifting (wolf) ▲ elemental powers ▲ telepathy ▲ teleportation ▲ ghostmode ▲ ability to glow ▲ tiffany blue blood & spit & tears ▲ physically moderately difficult ▲ mentally extremely difficult ▲ no capture ▲ no maim ▲ no kill ▲ possible minor injury][/abbr]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; size: 14pt; margin-top: -5px;]Compared to the rest of her clanmates, Trash looked just that, like trash. Her muddy-brown pelt was a mess with twigs and leaves stuck all over her along with the clumps of mud and dust from whatever the hell she had gotten into shortly before wandering over. Something just told her someone was at the border and she should welcome them.. Was Sola actually controlling her via telepathy? Mind control wasn't something she'd put past any of her parents, honestly, the three of them were a little kooky in the head, currently. Tiffany blue optics rest upon the diamond necklace-sporting lioness known as Beyonce--strange name in her opinion but Trash really had no room to talk. "Yo, name's Trash. Welcome to BloodClan and sh*t," came the voice of the cocky pup, a smirk curling the corner of her mouth.
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    [font=arial][size=8][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: ; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]She supposed she had to be welcoming and all, despite her mood being nowhere near that. Blinking carefully, the fourth tier nodded towards Beyonce with a shrug.
    "Mhmm.. welcome to BloodClan." and, for now, that was all she felt up to saying. Maybe later on Win might approach the other lioness and all that social stuff.. just because she'll feel bad later for her laziness.


    Turning to shoot Eponine a small smile, Winter kept the former Elitist in her view. Apart of her found it rather cute the clueless reincarnation shadowed her, and the rest of her was a mixture between pride and sympathy. Pride for what a nice job she'd done earning Eponine's trust, and sympathy for the poor girl being reincarnated into a time where her beloved home no longer existed.