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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; height: 30px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 28pt; color: white; letter-spacing: 2.5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;]♛ ADLET[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; height: auto; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify; line-height: 105%; margin-top: -13px;][hr]♛♛ STANDING ON THE STAGE; NO ONE ELSE THERE BUT ME ♛♛


    He'd been long dead and gone. He'd been alive and here. He'd been . . . a whisper in the dark or a light in the middle of a shadow. He'd been a lot of things for awhile. With a soft whisper, the male would prod on. His black paws aching. His features shriveling at the sight of the sun. It'd been a long while since he saw it. Saw it's treacherous blaring waves stare straight at the core of him. Saw it flicker on and off and fade into moonlight. It hurt. It hurt badly. To see the things that made you feel alive again. To see the only thing that told you that you were alive. Well. Not crying or beat down again. Not scared. Just plain alive.


    Prodding forward the male would trip over something. His paws slipping and going one over another as he fell dramatically; bumping his head on the simplest of things as he fell down with a thud and a grunt. Ahh, now what did he bump his head on? Shaking his calico fur, Ad would start getting up with a light childish giggle. He never believed in cursing or using profanity. And he never used such words in his life. So why should he do it now? Even if he may be having a hard time. Even if his spirits were starting to fail on him.


    "[b]Errr -" What the hell did he trip on? Fluttering his eyes open as he got up, the feline would stare at and object. An odd object. It was black and had a bit of rims on the side. It also looked like something you wore too. With a shrug, Adlet would pick it up with his jaw and attempt to slide it on his features. The fitting was a bit of a struggle, but in the end it fit as snug as a rug on a bug.


    It was a nice discovery. Something that filled him with unseen hope. Pleasure. Enjoyment. Happiness. But only for awhile. But then again, who dropped it? Who left such a precious thing out here? Maybe one of those two legged creatures. Or maybe one of the animals who resided here. With a click of his tongue, the calico would be off with a sigh. "Heyyyy - is anyone out here?"






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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]"Sure is. What's ya' name and business here? Oh, and you alright? I kind of spotted your fall over there, hun." Cinnamonroll breathed as she slipped over, golden oculars flickering with amusement.


    / hella rushed


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    With a tilt of his head, the feline would see Cinnamonroll with his pale grey eyes. She looked a bit odd and interesting too. A small genuine smile was painted on his maw. He was glad not to be alone anymore. Alone in the cold and dark world. Now he would have someone to depend on, right?


    A breathy laugh came from the male as he swished his tail around playfully. "[b]The name's Adlet. And I'm here to join." As Ad briefly thought about what to say, the male would continue with a embarrassed stutter. "Y-yeah I'm fine."




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    [justify][color=#fff]Pocketpaw made his way over in a track post, "Accepted," he said kindly, his green eyes blinking slowly.


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    Stagkit stumbled his way over, holding his broken leg aloft but then just deciding to set it down and go fuck it. It wasn't like it was going to get better. The paw was twisted so much that it faced upward. Any strain on its part would make it throb, and remind him of Gorsekit's treachery. He stood besides Pocketpaw, sizing Adlet up. He seemed decent enough, playful as a pup. At least there were some other things that knew joy. He wouldn't know joy for awhile. He clenched his teeth, but held his head high.


    "Welcome to ShadowClan. I hope you like it." The last words were literally spat out. It was obvious from his sour expression that he wasn't liking it very much right now.

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    "Uhh, yeah. What the kid said," Novaexplosion meowed as he trotted over, shooting Stagkit a small glance as he sat next to the injured kit. He seemed kinda bitter against this new guy, but whatever; probably just a bad mood. Looking back towards the joiner, Nova waved his long, brown tail in greeting, giving off a flash of a smirk before introducing himself. "I'm Novaexplosion Haverford-Pendragon. Nice to meet you. Do you wanna tour or anything? Have any questions?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px transparent solid; font-family: times new roman; color: black; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; height: 150px;]Sauntering over to stand beside Cinnamon,the munchkin gave Ad a worried look,dark blue optics glowering with concern for a moment."Hello,I'm Spanishlullaby,"she said after a moment,blinking warmly at the male."Welcome to Shadowclan,"she managed to add with a warm purr.[/fancypost]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; height: 30px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 28pt; color: white; letter-spacing: 2.5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;]♛ ADLET[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; height: auto; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify; line-height: 105%; margin-top: -13px;][hr]♛♛ STANDING ON THE STAGE; NO ONE ELSE THERE BUT ME ♛♛


    Adlet didn't care that the kid just spat out the words at him. Even if it may be in unhappiness or disgust, he didn't care. All he wanted to do was find his dad, his siblings, and have some sense of responsibility for himself really. "[b]Ahhh - nice to meet you all! And no, I don't have any inquiries or need a tour. I'm pretty sure I can get around myself without any accident!" Attempting to toss Stagkit a cheeky smile to cheer him up, the male would face the crowd with a bright smile.




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