[ BUSHY MUSTACHE ][ OPEN + ALLIANCE REQUEST ]

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    The girl appeared on the border, eyes wide and hopefully. She took a seat, but her body remained alert, waiting for someone to arrive.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 440px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:black;] His gaze shifted over to the female and he tilted his head a bit. Huh? Who was this? She smelled funny that was for sure but he didn't recall who she was or where she came from. Sitting down the kid lifted a paw and waved it at her gently. [b]"Hey there, what do you need?"

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]A loose smile graced her features, but anyone could tell by the wary glint in her eyes that she was nervous. She wasn't used to this! Hello, I'm Jasmine, Queen of the Badlands. I'm here to request to be at least neutrals with ShadowClan, she sent telepathically to the male.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 440px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:black;] [b]"Mkay, so why should Shadowclan be neutral with you?"     He asked with a light tone as he then settled down for this talk. His tail curled around his paws as he waited with interest on his eyes.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]Oh, questions. Well... we're a fairly new Clan, but we have a lot of potential. Our current allies are the Tribe of Burning Dreams and SunClan, and our current enemies are the Exiles. We also plan on hosting several events in the upcoming month or so, all including our allies and some neutrals, depending on our current state with them. We'd be willing to help with things as well, she sent telepathically, although you could hear the shakiness in her message.

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    Oh look, Jasmine was here. Luca walked over and sat down. His gaze fell onto the Badlands' Queen, a brief nod directed toward her.
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    [justify]Blackie wasn't too sure of who this chick was, but she seemed to be communicating through telepathy. Was she mute? The horned wolf frowned slightly, but said nothing, instead sitting down next to her clanmates, and blinking her sky blue eyes at the stranger.[/justify]
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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; margin-top: -2px; line-height: 110%; color: limegreen; text-shadow: 3px 2px 4px black]IT'S FALLING ALL AROUND US, BUT NO EYES TO SEE IT, NO EARS TO HEAR US SCREAM[hr][hr][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 440px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:black;] [b]"Shadowclan accepts the neutrality with the Badlands. Yeah, we aren't fond of the Tribe of Burning Dreams since they attacked us before. But we will keep in touch alright."     The leader spoke in a soft voice as he gave the female a light nod of his head. Good, that was one less enemy to be huffing over.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;width:500px]Okay, thank you, she replied, giving a respectful dip of her head. I should be going now, though. Goodbye! she continued, spinning around and disappearing, tailing swinging idly behind her.