[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] Why in the hell was Dirk Strider here. He had told himself he'd never come back, he would never step foot in ColouredClan ever again. He was happy in the Tribe of The Harvest Moon with Jake. Sure, Jake wanted him to keep growing more and more plants and he was allergic to them, but if his fiance was happy, he was happy. That was how the relationship worked. Dirk Strider, still the ultimate sap.
But here he was, standing at the border, tail lashing behind him. He hadn't changed all too much, besides the fact he wasn't having meltdowns and he could control his temper. "Hollypaw? Avenue? Anybody? It's Dirk. I'm... Home."
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