so you can throw me to the wolves [open, eclipseclan]

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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; cursor: url(http://i.imgur.com/AqDM4Er.png), auto][justify][size=8]Ryan clicked his tongue as the looming skyscrapers were finally close enough for him to admire, blue gaze running over each decrepit building and lingering on the peeling stone probably longer than it should have. It amazed Ryan, how an entire Clan willingly chose to dwell somewhere that could completely topple over with an earthquake or even a strong gust of wind, it seemed, from how the shorter buildings groaned against their wooden frames. "Hello? I'm here to speak to someone higher up about an alliance." If Ryan could recall, their groups had been allies long ago. Small wonder why it didn't last: politics shifted and changed like a jenga tower on a fault line, for fuck's sake. Snorting softly in amusement toward the thought, the fox lowered himself into a seated position roughly near where he predicted the border was, river blue optics scanning around him for any sign of a WindClanner. These guys had quite the reputation at one point: he wondered if they still upheld it? Benedict did marvels for them, although he doubted anyone here would remember the odd serval.


    [hr][align=center]RYAN HAYWOOD * CHIEF * [abbr=medium difficulty, fights with throwing knives - ability to manipulate memories - no kill/capture without permission - assisted by pet triceratops POINTY]BATTLE INFO[/abbr] * BIOGRAPHY
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    [align=center][color=black]Shiftingalligances Hadrian


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    Shift remembered Ben, or at least the last few months of his leadership. "You will have to wait for Jax to appear," Shiftingallegiances said as she walked over.









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    "Or you'll have to wait for Edward." The advisor added in, coming in after Shfitingalliances. Unfortunately, Jonathan could be considered a newer member of windclan, so if he mentioned Benedict to him, he wouldn't have a clue who he was.


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    [size=1pt] #johnnywc15 #toewswc15 [/size]

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    Silver glided over to watch, he didn't have the authority to approve or deny this alliance, or even the info to know if it was a good idea. Therefore he simply sat down to watch.


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    Ah there was Edward, he wondered what eclipseclan would answer with. He looked over towards Ryan, waiting for him to answer Edward's question. Even though he couldn't interfere with adding his opinion or saying if they accept the alliance or not, he still wanted to listen in.


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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]Arriving shortly after Silverwing, the lioness made her way into the small crowd that had gathered wordlessly, taking a seat alongside nobody in particular as her gaze fell on the EclipseClan Chief, narrowing slightly at the familiarity the fox was practically radiating off of him. Where had Sam seen him from before..? The sense of deja vu from encountering the male was almost painful, although Sam decided to keep her mouth shut and her tongue held gently between her teeth, deciding to not draw any attention to herself and instead observe what the male wanted of her home.


    [hr][align=center]SAMANTHA * WINDCLAN * [abbr=medium physical difficulty, difficult mental difficulty - will almost always use defensive moves - no powers]BATTLE INFO[/abbr] * OTHER INFO * BIOGRAPHY
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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; cursor: url(http://i.imgur.com/AqDM4Er.png), auto][justify][size=8]Ah, shit, he'd forgotten to introduce himself: for that matter, he hadn't even mentioned what group he was representing. Way to fucking go, Ryan: great way to start a preposition about an alliance, wasn't it? The fox hummed in annoyance toward his own actions. "Shit, sorry: I'm Ryan Haywood, by the way. Chief of EclipseClan." He introduced himself briskly, giving a nod toward Shiftingallegiences, as the snow leopard was the first to approach. So someone named "Jax" now ran the show? Interesting, it seemed Ryan had to catch up on his politics a little more. The fox gave a nod of understanding and merely smiled in greeting toward the others that had arrived, up until Edward himself made an appearance. His smile faltered briefly when Edward mentioned his last request- Ryan wasn't sure what he was expecting him to say, and he really disliked the question. "Our main allies are the HarvestTribe, the Dominion, and the Nox. We are allies with most of the Tribes as well as the Blackheart Rogues and SunClan." Ryan paused, swiping his tongue over his maw. "We're enemies with ColouredClan, BoneClan, and StellarClan." Really, he wasn't sure about their stance with BloodClan: their previous Chiefs had really left them all in the dark on that one. "As for what we have to offer, I'm not sure what sort of reply you're looking for. We'll help you when you need it, you'll help us when you can. We'll do events and raids and the like if we share common enemies, or do some member-swap shit one day. Really anything, I guess." The fox finished with a small shrug of his shoulders.


    [hr][align=center]RYAN HAYWOOD * CHIEF * [abbr=medium difficulty, fights with throwing knives - ability to manipulate memories - no kill/capture without permission - assisted by pet triceratops POINTY]BATTLE INFO[/abbr] * BIOGRAPHY
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    Edward listened intently, trying to hold on to every word. As soon as Ryan finished he blinked, hesitating, mulling everything over. The alliances and enemies sounded in check, everything else was good... He flashed a grin. "Sounds good to me. You guys are obviously interested, and I think you'll make strong allies. I'll tell Jax right away, if that's cool with you."
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    A content grin flashed across Ryan's maw at Edward's words, and the Chief gave a sharp nod toward the shorter male. "Ah, that's great to hear." He hummed pleasantly, rising to his paws and turning to leave. "You should hear from us soon enough, if all goes well." Ryan barked, before trotting off. Hopefully this alliance wouldn't end up stagnant like the one with SkyClan and the GalaxyTribe had: he'd really hate to think that such a foreboding force like WindClan did little with their allies. In fact, it wasn't even really plausible for Ryan.


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    [hr][align=center]RYAN HAYWOOD * CHIEF * [abbr=medium difficulty, fights with throwing knives - ability to manipulate memories - no kill/capture without permission - assisted by pet triceratops POINTY]BATTLE INFO[/abbr] * BIOGRAPHY
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