THE PARTY DON'T START [ooen + joining] TILL I WALK IN

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    Huh... He'd been sitting at the border for a while, now. Where was everybody? Maybe this was another ghost town or something? Nah, a friend had specifically told him that this was the clan to go to when he'd asked about joining up with a group. Yup. His loner days were officially over... No more causing trouble in the feral lands. The male stood, wincing as irritation crossed his features. Ah, he'd forgotten about the nasty gash in his right shoulder, presumably from a pretty bad scrap with a pissed off tiger not to long ago. In all honesty it had been his own fault, but hey? What did it matter, now?

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    "Name and business, buddy." Bill stated as he teleported, studying the stranger for a moment. How long has he been waiting here? Eh, he didn't care. The wound had his interest peaked, though. "Where'd ya get the scratch from?" He asked, tilting his head.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px]The triceratops made her way towards the border as she noticed Bill and a stranger. The important question had already been asked, so the motherly dinosaur just smiled politely. She also dipped her head in greeting, revealigg a large and ready-to-hatch egg that was tied to her horns with thick vines, her own method of keeping it on her head. It was clearly her own egg, coming from the size and colors on it.


    "Hello dear," she said in a polite tone towards the stranger.

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    Will then turned to his yellow counterpart. Did he float all the time? Boy was he loud... Will frowned, hiding behind Merie. He had heard Bill was a pretty bad guy. He would like to judge that for himself, but he never got time to talk to the guy.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px]Merie noticed Will come to sit beside her, and it almost seemed that he was hiding from someone. Bill, perhaps. Well, Merie couldn't blame him. the dinosaur smiled comfortingly down at Will, shifting one of her paws so that is was closer to Will. Pretty much an invite to hide under the triceratops if needed.

    Rafael watched with a somewhat relaxed posture as clanmembers appeared one by one in front of him. Self-consciously, the male shifted in an attempt at hiding the wound from their prying eyes. He had to admit, the kitten was cute, and the adults whom had arrived with him were pretty cool to look at. "The name's Rafael. I'm here to join." He responded nonchalantly, blinking at the question of his wound's origin. "Made someone angry and paid for it." was all he said on the matter.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px]"Well then welcome to SunClan, Rafael." The large beast dipped her mighty head, careful not to jostle her egg too much. She also gave another kind smile to the joiner. "If you want, I could give you a tour." She'd only given one other person a tour before, but she knew how to do it well enough.


    "I won't be of much help to your injury, but we have medics here, I believe!"

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    "Nah, I'd say let it heal on it's own. It'd be one hell of a scar." Bill snorted. "Welcome, though. Name's Bill Cipher."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: futura]The triceratops had many reasons to disagree with Bill. For example, the wound may become infected if not treated properly. She didn't know a lot about medicine but she did know that. Though however much she wanted to argue with Bill, she did not, she only sighed quietly and gave a half-smile.

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    "A tour would be awesome." The discontent between the two was almost painfully obvious to the male, though he opted out of saying anything about such a matter. It was none of his business, and sticking one's nose into another's business usually ended in pain... At least, where he'd come from, anyways. So, he slipped his usual grin upon his maw, and did what he did best; lie. "It doesn't hurt all that badly, and it's not too deep. So I'll be fine if I just put a bandage of something over it."

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: futura; color: white]► "Well it's good that it doesn't hurt." She turned her attention away from Bill and to Rafael. "Alright, I'll give you a tour! This may be a silly question, but would you rather walk or ride on top of my head?" She gave a piggy-head ride to someone else already.


    // we'll pretend the egg is gone now xD I don't feel like roleplayin it still

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    Alistair actually liked Bill. He didn't know why, but he just seemed like a really authoritative and cool powerful person. But, to the point, the sandy-colored cat bounced over, a goofy grin plastered on his maw. "Hello! Welcome to Sunclan. Name's Alistair, nice to meet you." He wiggled a bit in place and gave a brief nod. "If you need anything, let me know!"