every scar will build my throne [open, eclipseclan]

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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; cursor: url(http://i.imgur.com/AqDM4Er.png), auto][justify][size=8]Alright, right about now, Ryan was starting to realize how sore his paws were going to be after his whole ordeal. Although he had initially only intended to stop by three groups, he quickly realized that he also wanted to swing by BloodClan after his trip here, which needless to say threw a bit of a wrench in the fox's mood. However, that didn't deter Ryan from expressing a broad, albeit tired, grin as he stopped at the border of DarkClan, river-blue eyes meandering to observe the territory. "The name's Ryan Haywood, here to discuss politics between DarkClan and EclipseClan!" The Chief barked out.


    [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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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/hnZIjez.png); width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: white; opacity:0.3; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: -50px;]punch your lights out, hit the pavement.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 370px; font-size: 11px; color: #c95a74; font-family: arial;]Her cloak of invisibility flickered off as Admin arrived on the scene, icy blue luminaries fixated on the chief that stood at their border and declaring his business was to discuss politics. She was unfamiliar with the fox but EclipseClan's scent was a familiar one. "Salutations, Ryan." The snow leopardess greeted, giving a slight dip of her head towards the male. "General Trip shall be here in a moment. I'm very certain that you'd like to be on your way soon, hm?" The fox looked tired and it seemed he had little patience at the moment.


    [align=center]action | "speech" | thoughts | #adminwalkerdc15[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/UxDQ10e.png); width: 420px; height: 15pt; margin-top: -15pt;][/fancypost][align=center][size=9px]@ ARUKIN[/size]

    [font=georgia][size=8]Indeed; the fox looked like he didn't have an eternity to spare. The higher ups would make sure he'd be soon on his way, no doubt about that. The muscular wolf let his eyes speak for themselves, flickering between Admin and the visitor. Feeling there was nothing he didn't really need to say, he made himself comfortable by sitting down, Remmy sitting on his head with content. Politics seemed interesting; he wouldn't mind listening to a good conversation about that.

    Oprah arrived next. "Coolonel Agent Oprah is present. Feel free to explain politics while we wait for Trip, Ryan." She gave a slow nod of her head.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]DarkClan — Leader — Thoughts — [abbr= tigress, fifteen moons, female]Tags[/abbr] — [abbr=attacks in bold text, hard physically, medium mentally] Battle Tags [/abbr] — [abbr=Cat body, Tigress body (main body)]Bodies[/abbr]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;][sub]"[b]There will be no need to wait for me to arrive, I'm sorry I'm a little late, however I am here now. What is it you wanted to discuss?" The general's ear flicked as she heard Oprah speak, before her gaze fixated on Ryan to hear exactly what aspect of politics he wanted to discuss.

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    [color=transparent] #tripz2015

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    "speaking", actions, thinking


    The name's Shortstuff. Why the hell should I give a single fuck about you? was probably how Shorty would've greeted the male first. Luckily for Darkclan, the foul-mouthed little fox was late to the party and instead loitered off to the side.

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