A seven nation army couldn't hold me back -- Open & joining

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    Wallace Wells ✮
    //thought I'd mention that Wallace's view on Scott isn't cannon and is part of a plot c:
    Incase anyone was wondering why he was thinking like that cause they'd watched the movie/read the books and noticed it was different c;


    Wallace had been wandering for such a long time now. Ever since his 'friend' shouted at him and left him. The wolf wasn't over it. He wouldn't be able to get over it. So he drank. Not all the time but he did once in a while. Whenever he did, he covered up his smell with that of rose and wet grass. It was a painful scent. Reminding him about Scott. Scott... The name caused annoyance to bubble within the black furred canine. 'Who does he think he is? Oh look I'm Scott Pilgrim and I insult my best friend then abandon them ' Wallace thought bitterly. He was deep in thought when he noticed he was on a border. Oh he was there! Solsticeclan. The male shook away the thoughts and tilted his head. Would he regret this? Probably. Would he join anyway? Most likely.

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    The ocelot had been patrolling the borders nonstop today. After the Skulls came along and took one of his babes, he was on edge. The small feline narrowed his eyes as he followed the scent of someone new. There was no official scent indicating he belonged somewhere, but it could be a trick! He wanted to tell himself to calm down and relax, but he couldn't. Blinking dark blue optics, he spoke. [b]"You have no smell to say that you are a member of someplace. So, I assume you are a joiner or a wanderer looking for a place to stay for a bit, yes?" Michael inquired lightly.


    Wallace Wells ✮
    //Well he's based off Wallace from the movie Scott Pilgrim vs The World if you was wondering about what the film was called.
    if that was even what you was talking about XD


    Wallace looked up with a half smile, half smirk. His signature facial expression other than a frown. This dude was cu- nope. No thinking like that about strangers. Cause that most likely won't end well. So the wolf just listened as the male spoke. Wal noticed how the male seemed a bit... jumpy? No that wasn't the word. On edge? Maybe something had happened. Now that triggered the male's curiosity. But it wasn't his business, even if he thought the ocelot was cute. He wouldn't just ask about it. For all he knew, the male could always be like that and then Wallace would look like an idiot mentioning anything. So he decided to keep shut about it. "Yeah, I'm a bit of a wanderer. Name's Wallace. Wallace Wells" He said with a flick of his head. "And this is Solsticeclan right? If so then yep, I'm here with the intention of joining".

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    [justify]ah, a joiner! agatha padded up to join michael, nodding a silent greeting to the leader. the cerberus was happy to see new folks join, since it meant more friends! or maybe enemies. agatha felt a chill on his spine, not from the cold but from the fright. he probably couldn't stand being hated. offering a smile, agatha greeted the joiner.
    ''nice to meet you, wallace. i'm agatha.''
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    [justify]A joiner was excellent news. It always was. Mousepaw smiled and dipped her head. "H-hello. Welcome to SolsticeClan. I'm called Mousepaw, a-and I hope we become friends."[/justify]