TAKE AWAY, AND LIVE FOR ME — OPEN, HOMRA NEEDED

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[align=center][font=century gothic][b][font=georgia]SO TONIGHT I'M GOING TO CUT IT OUT AND THEN RESTART
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As the chocolate-hued male approached on quiet pawsteps, his icy gaze swept over the land. A peculiar choice of territory, it was. An abandoned city? Then again, he wasn't one to talk— he was the one who had a high schooler's apartment as a base of operations for a long amount of time, and now he currently resided on a floating island. It was just like his King to choose somewhere such as that to live (after all, he had lived on a blimp for 70 years of his life; the sky was practically his second home). He couldn't say he was particularly fond of it, though, but that was likely because he didn't enjoy adapting to new headquarters. The canine continued towards the clan until he halted at what appeared to be the border, the area where the scents became the most distinct. He could hear the distant sound of water, as well as the scrabbling of mice across the ground. At times like these, and at only these was he thankful to have the much more appealing land of BlizzardClan to spend his days on. Looking over the land, he would clear his throat and state, [b]"Yatogami Kuroh, here to speak to the Red King." He wondered, were the members of the Rebellion even familiar with HOMRA? He supposed he'd have to find out through their reactions.

&& hh somewhat museless + late whoops

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[align=center][font=century gothic][b][font=georgia]SO TONIGHT I'M GOING TO CUT IT OUT AND THEN RESTART
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As he continued waiting, a rather petulant voice pierced his ears, to which his icy gaze was dragged over towards. His eyes settled upon a white-furred feline, who, he immediately felt on edge to see. It wasn't that she herself was unsettling, it was... perhaps, her eyes. They were completely unlike he'd ever seen before, although he couldn't say in a positive way. He decided not to jump to any conclusions or make any abrupt assumptions, seeing as he'd just met the girl. He wasn't quite sure the feline was so curious to peep into his private business; after all, she seemed rather clueless when it came to the topic of Kings, let alone the real clans. Mentally deciding against telling her directly, he merely responded, "If you are so curious, you may stay to hear the conversation." The way he spoke made it sound as though he were granting her permission, which, often gave off the impression he was a condescending individual. He didn't happen to mind this very much, as he did feel more informed than the average clansperson.

One more Rebel would join the scene, this time a cream-colored and winged feline, along with the fact that he had heterochromia (much like his fellow silver clansman, Neko). His eyes however, were red and blue, unlike Neko's, which were blue and green. As he as well offered up an inquiry, Kuroh briefly thought about how to answer him without going on and on about the Dresden Slates and clans coming to be. He was getting better at terminating his lectures, only because it was impossible to get Neko's attention when he rambled on. He then decided that the Rebellion would not be any real threat, and that speaking of her identity wouldn't do anyone any harm. Kuroh had recently been being more careful with who he transferred information to, as he realized that <JUNGLE> could be anywhere within these 'clans'. "The Red King is Kushina Anna of HOMRA, the red clan. Per my King's request, I am here to visit her." He assumed that would suffice. The canine then continued his patient wait for her arrival, along with her clansmen. He'd have assumed some would have came by now, but he supposed that was merely him being picky.

&& yess muse is back
+ yes it is me!! hihi chocco cx

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