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She wouldn't recognize him. That's ok though, because he really just needed to see her. The scarred caracal pushed his broad rimmed hat down to shadow his blue eyes. "Hello," he knew his scent which was laced with Colouredclan wouldn't bide well with the members, "I need," what was he doing? He could get them both in trouble. Was it worth it? Was she even here anymore? "Bisettepaw."
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"I don't quite think that's a good idea. What relation do you have to her?" The pointless fighting between them and colouredclan had died down a little, the main reason Brook had tore out his heart already, so if he was family or something she'd have a bit of leniency to let him stay so long as he stayed on his side of the border.
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- carradio narrowed his eyes, flicking his tail as he studied the caracal. why would he need bissy? he would be surprised if they had familial bonds but it wasnt unlikely.
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 100px; height: 200px; background: url(https://img0.etsystatic.com/00…/il_340x270.222898838.jpg); background-size: 130px 225px][fancypost bgcolor=#BDBA9B; border: 0px; width: 100px; margin-left: -15px; opacity: .6; margin-top: 150px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center; font-size: 15pt; color: #536B53]Bissie[/fancypost][/fancypost] | [fancypost bgcolor=#536B53; border: 0px; width: 300px; height: 160px; margin-left: -4px; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt; color: #CDC7B7]Shh.. Bissie come now. The internal voice echoed in her mind. Was that.. him? The small female rose her head from her paws and looked around in the medicine den. ".. Hm?" She was confused. Her nose twitched as she stood and trotted away from the den of herbs. Bisette's eyes blinked as she stared at Leon. "Why do you need me?" she asked. She was skeptical on this. [/fancypost]
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