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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:220px; margin-top:-20px][hr][hr][justify][sub]Liliana was tired.


    Liliana had been tired for what felt like an eternity, though it had started as an exhaustion at feeling so alone, a fog in her brain making her feel bogged down and lost. As soon as she had wandered away from ShadowClan, spent a moon or so almost constantly on her feet, the exhaustion in her mind had spread to a constant ache in her paws and an ever-present crick in her neck. Her limp was worse that ever, and she may as well have been dragging her bad leg along behind her. The ferret lying curled up in a ball on her shoulders felt like she only thing anchoring her to reality.


    She had wound up in the woods by way of wandering around for a moon, looking for something she couldn't explain. As she picked her way over barely-visible roots and branches, all gnarled and looking like hands creeping out to grab her, she noted idly that had she not left, she would be an apprentice by now. The thought was bittersweet, a comfort and a curse, and it made her wince.


    She wasn't sure how she came upon the building, looming and huge and seemingly abandoned, and she wasn't sure where the urge to enter it came from. Still, she walked forward, approaching the door, feeling like there were a million eyes on her when there was, in fact, no one around. She entered the building and felt an odd sense of being not alone. Slowly, tentatively, she called out, in a voice rough from months of disuse, [b][color=powderblue]h-hello?[/fancypost][align=center]
    [size=6pt]★ trek


    [spoiler=tags]
    general:
    liliana resurgam-alastair | brendon urie x cinnamonroll resurgam | female | 6 moons | child | phantomclan | demisexual panromantic | has a pet ferret named baby | #liliforprez


    powers:
    conjuration | invisibility | shapeshifting


    bodies:
    monochromatic black shorthair with blue eyes and a permanent limp | sky blue dragon with coal black eyes


    interaction:
    easy physical / easy mental | attack in bolded [color=powderblue]powderblue     | no kill | no maim | pm for capture


    links:
    bio | ask.fm

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    Fishkit had been out searching for a late night snack when his stranger danger alarm bells started clanging in his head. Who would possibly be visiting so late at night, anyway? With quick steps along the tiled floor he bolted in order to hide himself under a piece of furniture- it was too dark for him to see what kind of thing he was hiding under, but if he had to guess it would be a chair. What if the crazy Exilers had come to kill everyone in PhantomClan while they slept? He would be in trouble then!




    Blue eyes stood out in striking contrast to the asylum's bleak colour scheme, causing his heart to nearly jump out of his throat with fright. The supposed intruder had a noticeable limp as she cautiously poked around inside. They seemed harmless, more likely to be a new joiner than a crazed murderer; her body was too small and her voice not exactly scary. For a brief moment he had considered performing a surprise ambush on Liliana. His mischievous intentions became tainted by Passengerpaw's suggestion the last time he was the one to discover a newcomer. Bummer, he would need to wait until after whoever was at the door joined before he started tormenting them.




    A corner of soft material hanging from the chair he had been cowering under brushed up against his fluffy coat of dark coloured fur as he moved out from under it. Fish took a few more steps forward; there was no turning back now unless he wanted to hurt his pride. After each steady placement of his paws the child's confidence grew a bit more until he was able to remember what was to be asked of the stranger. [i]Name and business, name and business, name and business.

    [b]"Yo!"

    The boy would say with a grin, tell me your name and business alright? I like your pet by the way. A student named Threepaw has a talking bird, but I'm not sure if it's a pet. I only have a spider."

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    JINGLEKIT
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    Jinglekit's ears pricked and she lifted her head as voices echoed throughout the otherwise silent asylum. Tentatively, the tiny kit stood, trying to identify the voices. Quickly checking if she'd exceeded her last height chart mark before leaving the room, she padded down the stairs to see the two shadows in the dark. The tuxedo kit recognized Fishkit, but wasn't very familiar with him. Quickly flashing a grin, she stood beside the other kit in silence, awaiting an answer from the stranger.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: bookman oldstyle; font-style: italics; font-size: 35px; letter-spacing: -3px; text-align: center;]( PASTELKIT )[/fancypost]
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    Pastelkit would have been delighted to question the newcomer, had it not been for Fishkit beating her to it. Instead, she pranced over with her nose in the air, fluffing up her entire coat in the hope of looking more imprrssive and fierce. "Hiya." she chirped, with a slight hint of mockery in her voice. The young skunk never really was one for genuine cheeriness, but she enjoyed imitating the tone as much as she could.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:-4px; margin-top:-10px][align=center][size=22pt][font=georgia]LILIANA ♛[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:220px; margin-top:-20px][hr][hr][justify][sub]The animal approaching from the darkness put Liliana immediately on edge. She stiffened, extending her claws and preparing for a fight. He didn't seem harmful, in fact he seemed just as frightened of her as she was of him.


    The familiar words made her start, inhaling shakily. That was the unmistakable greeting of a cat that belonged to a clan, which meant that she had stumbled right onto a clan's territory, and that she would be in trouble if they thought she was trespassing. She prepared herself to apologize, to say she didn't know there was a clan here and that she would be on her way. Instead, and she wasn't quite sure why, she said, [b][color=powderblue]Liliana Resurgam-Alastair. I'd like to join you, if you'll have me.


    She acknowledged the other two with a nod and a soft greeting, waiting to see if they would take her in. It was too late to back out now, she supposed, and if they allowed her to join, then it seemed she would be a clan cat once again. She couldn't say that the thought didn't make her happy. In fact, she was tired of being a loner and longed for a family again, or at least other animals to be around. This seemed as good a place as any.[/fancypost][align=center]
    [size=6pt]★ trek


    [spoiler=tags]
    general:
    liliana resurgam-alastair | brendon urie x cinnamonroll resurgam | female | 6 moons | child | phantomclan | demisexual panromantic | has a pet ferret named baby | #liliforprez


    powers:
    conjuration | invisibility | shapeshifting


    bodies:
    monochromatic black shorthair with blue eyes and a permanent limp | sky blue dragon with coal black eyes


    interaction:
    easy physical / easy mental | attack in bolded [color=powderblue]powderblue     | no kill | no maim | pm for capture


    links:
    bio | ask.fm

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; height: auto; margin-top: -8px;][justify][font=arial]xeryus was always tired, no matter what was happening. he suspected that he was tired before he died, and now he was just..... the same. he was just a tired ghost, who didn't know why he was here. he didn't think about it too often, since it was still a weird topic to him. he didn't know anything about his death.


    the ghost blinked tiredly, subbing a paw on the side of his face as if to keep himself awake. " of course you're allowed to stay. welcome to phantomclan. i'm xeryus, the physician here. if you need anything, you can always ask me. "


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    MOBILE TAGS

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    JINGLEKIT
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    Jingle nodded and chuckled as the feline spoke. "Sure! Welcome to the Clan, then! I'm Jinglekit."
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: bookman oldstyle; font-style: italics; font-size: 35px; letter-spacing: -3px; text-align: center;]( PASTELKIT )[/fancypost]
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    "Pastelkit, if you're interested." the youngster joined in, half-hearted smile still dancing on her features. She hoped that the newcomer was indeed interested, because, well, why wouldn't they be? Pastel was pretty interesting, if she did say so herself.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:-4px; margin-top:-10px][align=center][size=22pt][font=georgia]LILIANA ♛[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:220px; margin-top:-20px][hr][hr][justify][sub]Liliana nodded, feeling an intense relief that she couldn't put into words as she was accepted into the clan. She thought, perhaps, it would be hard to adjust after so long away, especially since she was used to life in ShadowClan, but she thought she could manage. [b][color=powderblue]Thank you, Xeryus. It's... nice to meet you all.     There, that was civil enough, wasn't it? She wasn't the most social cat, never had been, and spending so much time on her own hadn't helped much at all in that aspect.[/fancypost][align=center]
    [size=6pt]★ trek


    [spoiler=tags]
    general:
    liliana resurgam-alastair | brendon urie x cinnamonroll resurgam | female | 6 moons | child | phantomclan | demisexual panromantic | has a pet ferret named baby | #liliforprez


    powers:
    conjuration | invisibility | shapeshifting


    bodies:
    monochromatic black shorthair with blue eyes and a permanent limp | sky blue dragon with coal black eyes


    interaction:
    easy physical / easy mental | attack in bolded [color=powderblue]powderblue     | no kill | no maim | pm for capture


    links:
    bio | ask.fm