EPHEMERAL — open; joining

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    [justify]The female walked slowly through the dark trees, her icy blue eyes wandering, soaking in the pulchritudinous scene the encompassed her as she roamed through the old land. Time seemed to have no grip on her as she strolled, she could stand for an hour, simply staring at the aurora of dawn than now pierced through the malachite colored canopy. The soft light of the sun, tinted shade of green because of the tangle of leaves that hung way up high, fell onto the forest floor in a beautiful mosaic. The air was crisp and raw, cold, it had a sharp tang to it that seemed to burn on her tongue despite the fact it was frigid. The feline took a breath, inhaling the precious oxygen before exhaling, watching with somewhat interest as the moisture from her breath changed to white in the autumn morning.


    Despite the wanderlust that filled her cobalt blue eyes and the way she looked dazed, caught up in the beauty that surrounded her, she knew that a border was only a couple feet ahead. Pulling away from the enchanting scene, she shifted her gaze to fall upon the invisible line that carried with it the water smelling scent of DarkClan.


    "Silly things," the feline stated with a rather bored tone, amusement though sparkling in her opticals.[/justify]


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    A rugged exhale pushed past his lips, implying that the new general was a tad bit frustrated. He lifted his broad cranium, and drew his salmon pink tongue over his scarred lips as his hellfire luminaries fixated on an figure standing at their border. He made a small hrrm sound as he began to advance forward, massive paws leading him in the femme's direction. He had hoped he wouldn't need to talk to anyone today but that seemed just about impossible for the leader, hm?


    "Name and your business with DarkClan." His monotonous voice reverberated, echoing about the empty forest, and his tone clear cut and brusque much like the cold itself.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe. | #wolfetemplates | #dcactivityrising[/size]

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    [justify]The female watched with ennui as the ebony wolf approached her position near DarkClan's boundary, her obsidian head tilting to a side in an almost patronizing matter; perhaps she could tease the officious looking canine and gain a small amount of laughter from it?


    A small smirk danced across her charcoal lips as his amber colored gaze noticed her presence. An imperious gleam soon replaced the amusement that sparkled in her cobalt eyes, now trying to make eye-contact with the beast. Her rough pink tongue swiped. chilled muzzle to regain some warmth in it before she replied to the strangers rather demanding question.


    "My, my, my, such tacky behavior for such a noble wolf as yourself." The female replied, her voice layered pretentious tone. "I have never touched the soil that has lied beyond this border, therefore, I believe that I have no business with your clan... other than the fact that I would like to join," the feline stated, the smirk widening on her lips until the glint of white teeth could be seen.[/justify]


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    [color=white]➣ Blacky's irises shifted violently, though his composure was almost disturbingly calm in the most off of ways. However, this was all subtle information. The pup had simply wandered over to the much larger wolf's side. "Feel free to do so. Before you do, lemme warn you that you might want to follow some rules we have here -- nothing big, nothing strict, just something to keep the chaos here controlled, y'know? Too bad that doesn't include Rising's tackiness." Blacky grinned and flicked an ear toward his leader, a shining expression on his face as he fondly glanced at the man for a brief moment.


    He looked back to the stranger once more, a formal expression on his face now. [b]"You don't have to hear them from me or anyone else if you wanna, though. And since this is technically your acceptance, you've just been granted access to walk and hunt on the land in front of you, as well as live on it, have all the rights of a normal member, etc., etc., all basically common sense stuff that anyone - new to Clan life or not - would know.
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    [justify]The female dragged her icy blue gaze away from the officious looking male to the smaller cub, her expression null as she listened to the seemly never-ending monologue. Her face though changed from complete and utter boredom to anger and then to amusement in the duration of his speech. The smirk and pompous attitude that seemed to be carved into her face faded to be replaced with a more copacetic and friendly look.


    I can't decide whether to be angry with the little cheeky brat or like him. Winterrevenant thought to herself before opening her muzzle to speak.


    "I'm quite familiar with clan-life, I have lived in several over the fourteen moons I have lived," she mewed rather calmly, "my name is Winterevenant," she mewed, now talking to all three that have come to 'greet' her.[/justify]


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    "Welcome." The nightmare would rumble, nicked left ear twitching idly as he silently acknowledged Ophelia's presence with a dip of his broad cranium. Turning back to their newest addition, he rolled his shoulders back to loosen any muscles that had gone rigid. "Risingnightmares or you can just call me Rising if you wish to do so. Have any questions or concerns, come talk to me." He would say as he began to step away from the gathering group, his cloak of invisibility falling upon his broad, scarred shoulders once more.[/fancypost][size=10px]template © wolfe. | #wolfetemplates | #dcactivityrising[/size]

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    "Letty speaking", actions, Letty thinking
    "Rick speaking", actions, Rick thinking


    "hmm? Who's this? Anyway, welcome to Darkclan miss. I'm Letty." the albino kitten meowed as she came to see what was happening. Having only caught onto the last bit of the conversation, she wasn't sure what the feline's name was. Only that she was joining.
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    [color=white]➣ He nodded to what Rising said.


    Then, he replied to the next newcomer with the comment of, "Winter...evenent, I think, was her name. New gal that just joined us. Treat her well." He smiled at the female and gave a kind nod. She was younger than he had thought she looked, but whatever. No need to comment that he thought she looked really damn old.


    "DarkClan's the only Clan I've ever lived in ... I used to live in a pack. Well ... before ... Eh, I'll shut up, who cares about that stuff? You'll get bored within minutes of my ramble, so I won't talk about it." He shrugged casually.


    He made sure to not gaze at Ophelia at all and kept his gaze locked on the ground now, as if the brown female didn't exist.
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