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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8][font=arial]When was he last here? Two months? Three? Four? More? Forge could not remember. Did he even care to remember? No, not really. All he could think about was the forgotten memories of a long lost lifetime that suddenly rushed back to him only a week ago. His head pounded painfully with the chaotic images that flashing across his mind's eye. His parents were not his first parents. His soul was, in a sense, conceived by Coppermine and Laetina, not Jace and Toni. This body came from the latter, but not him. perhaps the most perplexing (and saddening) was the fact that he had children. He had a mate. He had a family of his own. Chillygaze. Her name scarcely left his mind. They were lifetimes apart now, but even now he was filled with love. But was he only in love with the memory of her?


    In short, Forge finally decided to rejoin society. Some meditation left him with the conclusion that he needed to make new memories rather than ruminate in ones long gone. The immense male now stood at the border, his claws slicing into the soil with anxiety that he did not realize possessed him. The liger had been on his own for so long... "My name is Forgingswords, and I'm here to join." rejoin, to be exact, but he liked the idea of a clean slate.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Had Night joined at such a little time ago? Had it not been more than a month, or two? Who knew.. really. Actually, yeah, he had joined two months ago, approximately. The beginning of February.. Huh? Maybe it hadn't been as long as he had originally imagined, for if he had been around for much longer, he would have likely remembered the other.


    Nevertheless, he drew to a halt parallel to the other individual, offering a friendly smirk, alongside a subtle nod of his skull. "Welcome to the clan, then, Forge." He would lean back for a moment, exhaling a blissful and relaxed sigh, before continuing. "Forge is okay, right?" Ack, the male hoped so - he truly couldn't think of another nickname for Forgingswords, and despite how cool the name happened to sound as a whole, he couldn't come up with many shortened variations of it.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Whenever Forgingswords had been here, it didn’t make a difference to Madkit. He didn’t really know anyone who’d been part of ColouredClan, left, and then come back, except for maybe Ambrose. It bothered him sometimes – not nearly enough to make him do anything about it. History wasn’t his thing. Besides, keeping up with current events in ColouredClan took up too much time; he didn’t have any to spare on memorizing names. Or maybe he was just too lazy. Maybe he wanted to waste his energy adventuring instead of learning.


    Either way, it didn’t matter. A stranger was a stranger – even a huge, odd-looking stranger like this one was. To be honest, Madkit thought he was kind of cool. And the name. ”Forgingswords,” the kit mumbled with an awed expression on his face. ”For – erm, hi, welcome!” Right, right, he couldn’t start babbling on about someone’s name, could he? ”I’m Madkit.”


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    [align=center][font=georgia][size=30pt]YURI MUZIKANT[/size]
    information ★[abbr=address with name in #d262a0, lucidreverie x charcoal, no mate/crush, offspring: maykit, morningkit, mentor to: ephemeralpaw] interaction[/abbr] ★ [abbr=telepathy, ability to glow (eyes glow a bright light pick color when angry or when experiencing an intense emotion. he goes 'berserk' and into a fit of uncontrollable fury and rage or intensely tries to accomplish a goal/motive), manipulation of scents, invisibility, shape shifting (bodies: domestic feline, crow, purple tiger w/ black stripes), project and manipulate emotions, the sight, absorbing spirits to gain 9 lives (0/9), conjuration, teleportation, sound wave manipulation, super senses] powers [/abbr]★ other ★ #fusionbtch


    [fancypost bgcolor=#d262a0; bordercolor=transparent; width: 260px; background: linear-gradient(#d262a0, #263946); borderwidth=0px][justify][color=#d0c4d0][font=arial][size=9pt]Yuri heard Forgingswords' request to join. The yellow tabby trotted over and had a look at the liger. "Greetings, then, and welcome to ColouredClan. I'm Yuri Muzikant," the commander told him. Yuri's voice was cool but he seemed pleasant enough. He was actually glad to see an older creature wishing to join the ranks. He needed experience around.


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    [font=arial][size=9pt][color=white]My heart is wasted and cut up like a drug and your tears, they taste like vinegar and [b]blood

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; width:488px; color:black; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; margin-top:3px]This one looked... scary? Yes, scary; flattening himself behind Night, he'd peek around the other male, curious. "Um..." Blinking slowly, he'd try again, soft tone a bit sleepy. "Lucien says hi.. you can call him Lucien or Befriendingdemons.."[/fancypost]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8][font=arial]Imperialexecution was still commander when Forgingswords fell off the map. He was - his current form was only an apprentice at the time. He still did not know why he left, as he looked up to Imperial as the father he never had. Perhaps it was simply fate: he needed to leave in order to regain the memories of his past life. But then again, it could have been pure coincidence. Whatever it was, he was glad to be back. Despite his brawn and the natural scowl that graced his sculpted features, the old soul was lonely. He needed other people more than he cared to admit.


    The first to arrive was a male. The unnamed colouredclanner possessed a suave air, something intelligent and collected. And of all the things to come out of the guy's mouth, Forgingswords did not expect the guy to be worrying about his name. "Thank you," he rumbled in a deep baritone, his voice reflecting the maturity his body underwent during his absence. "You're free to call me what you would like." he affirmed with a bob of his massive skull. "Might I inquire your name?" it would probably helped if Forge smiled, but he was at peace, and during these times he often forgot how intimidating he appeared to others.


    The babbling of a youngster called Madkit elicited a curious arch of his brow, but nothing more than that. He wasn't sure what to make of what tumbled from the kid's mouth. He'd just stick with the usual. "Pleasure to meet you kiddo." A small smile tugged at his lips, his facade only wearing for the children, it seemed. Molten Amber orbs found the leader next. Forgingswords only needed to look at the guy to know he was in charge. "Many thanks."


    Wait, did that one look... scared? Forge shouldn't feel as surprised as he did, as that reaction was not uncommon, but still. The liger didn't feel scary, so it surprised him whenever he got that reaction. "Uh.." he clearly didn't know what to do in this situation. "Nice to meet you?"
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    [align=center][font=georgia][size=30pt]YURI MUZIKANT[/size]
    information ★[abbr=address with name in #d262a0, lucidreverie x charcoal, no mate/crush, offspring: maykit, morningkit, mentor to: ephemeralpaw] interaction[/abbr] ★ [abbr=telepathy, ability to glow (eyes glow a bright light pick color when angry or when experiencing an intense emotion. he goes 'berserk' and into a fit of uncontrollable fury and rage or intensely tries to accomplish a goal/motive), manipulation of scents, invisibility, shape shifting (bodies: domestic feline, crow, purple tiger w/ black stripes), project and manipulate emotions, the sight, absorbing spirits to gain 9 lives (0/9), conjuration, teleportation, sound wave manipulation, super senses] powers [/abbr]★ other ★ #fusionbtch


    [fancypost bgcolor=#d262a0; bordercolor=transparent; width: 260px; background: linear-gradient(#d262a0, #263946); borderwidth=0px][justify][color=#d0c4d0][font=arial][size=9pt]Yuri nodded politely to Forgingswords. ”If you need anything ask someone and they’ll see to it, I’m sure,” He told the liger.


    He glanced over at Lucien and smiled. He hadn’t noticed the field medic’s apprehension towards the larger feline until Forging had looked in Lucien’s direction oddly. He felt that the petite snowy pelted tom would be okay and he flicked his tail in a short and silent farewell before turning to leave.


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    [font=arial][size=9pt][color=white]My heart is wasted and cut up like a drug and your tears, they taste like vinegar and [b]blood

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; width:488px; color:black; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; margin-top:3px]Was it bad, that he wanted to run after Yuri? Probably; for some reason, certain things made him shy and feel scared, though he wasn't certain if fear was the correct emotion to display. Small cranium angling after the leader, he'd blink to the newcomer, soft voice timid. "Nice... To meet you.."[/fancypost]


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