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[justify]she's excited. that's the only way to describe her. from her head to her chubby belly to her tiny white toes, she's practically seeping enthusiasm. it's too much. it's simply too much, really. the way she moves makes it obvious. each step is more of a jump. a gallop, if you will, across the ground. she's heard so many great things about this clan. (well, actually, she's only heard the name. she's rather fascinated by the stars and the moon and the sun. astrology is like magic, she'll tell you, all that stuff is so far away, just floating in a bunch of nothing! it's gotta be magic, so it's gotta be good.) she can't wait to start her new life there, especially if the place lives up to its name.
"yooohoooo!" the not-exactly-little girl calls, front paws pressed together and tail flicking eagerly. she gives her shoulders a roll to ensure that her cape - in all of its navy blue and gold star flecked glory - is properly positioned. she also adjusts her matching hat, because no good wizard will be taken seriously if they aren't up to par with their attire. "i'm lorna, here to join!" she calls, at first in her mind just to see if her telepathy is working today, and second out loud, to make sure somebody hears her. not everyone can be a master sorceress like lorna, and she understands that.
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