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    [justify]Temari felt her sweat trickle down the sides of her face and the back of her neck, warm and salty. A bright golden sun hanged in the blue expanse of the sky, burning the scorched earth below it's rich and brilliant rays, including with it the Temari.


    The blue jaguar trekked through the grassy field, a small from lancing across her ebony lips. With one ear cocked to the side and the other sticking straight up, she was a rather humorous sight to behold; especially how her usually bright cobalt pelt was now a water soaked, mud-splattered collage which gave her a slight hobo-ish effect. Flies buzzed around her head which all together annoyed her combined with the blazing heat of spring.


    "Curse this blasted weather and the sun as well," the former heishi muttered underneath her breath, lashing out with one paw violently in a attempt to swat away the multitude of insects crowded around her glowing ears. The jaguar was on the brink of an emotional explosion, ready to yell and scream at the boiling heat that smothered the jade forest and rolling hills. She was so sick and tired of this cursed weather that she just might kil-wait, is that a DarkClan scent?


    "HAH! Take that!" The female screamed victoriously to no one in particular as she increased her speed to a full blown sprint.[/justify]


    #freedomcub2015[/fancypost]

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    Most were lounging around — and they suffered for it. Jon knew not to waste opportunity, so there he was, out by the border, and it was here that he heard Temari's triumphant screech. The running wolf slowed to a halt, turned his head, and set off again in the direction of the yell, somewhat perplexed — and seeing the sapphire jaguar did not particularly inspire any sort of understanding within his mind.




    [b]" Name and business? "

    Jon asked, stopping in front of the female panther and fixing her with an expectant gaze.




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    "Letty speaking", actions, Letty thinking
    "Rick speaking", actions, Rick thinking


    It was rather hot today. Flicking her ear irritably at a fly buzzing close to it, her body jolted to attention when she heard a loud voice. Mostly exploring as usual, she knew that random screeches out of nowhere were things that she should investigate. With a sigh, the Corporal made her way over, claret eyes filled with curiosity. The albino kitten soon made her way to the border and stood by Jon, looking at the stranger. A brief look over noted the mud and water on the other's pelt. It looked like Temari had been through a lot. Keeping silent as the wolf had already said the main question, she looked on with a small smile.
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    Drumlin made his way over as well, a small grin forming on his features. He was cloaked in fire--despite the heat--and Temari was pure cobalt. Complete opposites, at least in appearance. Idly he wondered if their personalities were opposites as well; that would certainly be interesting. Thus the odd smile, but he quickly wiped it off his face, hoping none had seen. They likely thought him odd enough already without not knowing why he was smiling. Certainly--to them at least--there was nothing to smile about here.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 123px; overflow: auto; width: 325px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -10px;]with a strange curiosity towards the newcomer, bruce decided to watch the event in front of him. he didn't speak a word, however, as keeping to himself was his specialty.
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    [align=center][sub]TEMPLATE © WINNIE
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    [justify]This was one of the time's Mr. Benzedrine despised being in an all-black furred feline body that had on a black mask, black top hat, black tux and black bow tie. They were fcking dying in the sweltering heat. Unbuttoning the buttons on their blazer, they inhaled a deep breath before impatiently waiting for the newcomer to respond. Dammit, I don't have all day, Mr. Benzedrine angrily thought.[/justify]


    have you ever wanted to disappear?

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    [justify]The female raised her chin and swiped one paw against the grass to clean it off before extending it towards the ebony male, a crooked smile on her lips.


    "Temari, wandering vigilante here to join," the sapphire jaguar spoke, her blue eyes briefly skimming over the rest of the group.


    Dipping her head in a way of greetings to the others, she shifted her contemplating gaze to the other dark male, raising an invisible eyebrow at the choice of all black.


    "Ahem," the jaguar coughed "excuse me uh-sir? I believe you are at risk of a heat stroke wearing that-eh-attire" she mewed, gesturing to Mr. Benzendrine's vest and mask with a silver paw.[/justify]


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    he greeted with a nod. More members was always a good thing, Jon anticipated; it made defence easier and offence more interesting. If they could put up a good fight, it reduced the risk of unfair ambushes. His mind was often on battle.




    Her words towards Mr. Benzedrine saw him pivoting on his heel to study the other, dark male. [i]I'm not sure he has the sense to take it off.

    the wolf thought, though he did attempt to keep his inner monologue as ... inoffensive as possible.




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    "Letty speaking", actions, Letty thinking
    "Rick speaking", actions, Rick thinking


    Giving a slight giggle at Temari's words to Mr Benzedrine, because it was true, the other did look like he could die of heat stroke considering what he was wearing. Giving a wave to the jaguar, she continued to smile. "Ah, welcome to Darkclan, Miss Temari! I'm Letty. Do you need any water or food?" she questioned.
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    "Drumlin," he murmured quietly. "Well met, Temari." He'd never known Ben to remove his dark clothing, but... perhaps it was like Drumlin's own fire, and offered him comfort and support. Anyways, he hadn't known anyone long enough to really know how they would act.

    [justify]The Body threw a small snarky laugh. Even though they were indeed sweating their balls off, they knew better to complain and give in to everyone's comments. Pleasure to meet you, I'm Mr. Totally Fine Wearing a Fck Ton Of Black. They said with a smile, throwing small coughs at everyone else.[/justify]


    have you ever wanted to disappear?