ANYTHING THAT IS BEAUTIFUL | open, joining

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    The small fawn stood at the border, her baby blue eyes wide as she gently called out in her soft, sing song voice. "Hello?" she said, "Is anyone there?" she was only two months old, and with her pink hued pelt and baby blue eyes, she definitely stood out. She scuffed one hoof against the ground as she shifted her weight, clearly unsure about making the decision to join.

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    [hr]WHILE ALL OF THOSE TREES STAND LIKE SOLDIERS AROUND HER

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    CHARLOTTE ❝LOTTIE❞ BASKERVILLE

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    [align=center][font=century gothic][b][font=georgia]THE HEART SHE FEARED FROZEN STILL BEATS AND STILL MARCHES ON[hr][/fancypost]
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    [b]"Hello,"     the femme would call out in answer, moving into eyeshot of the rather young deer. She scrutinized the younger for a moment before asking the question she had become accustomed to. "Name, and business with Skyclan?" She had been asked similar questions many times over and she had grown tired of it. She would really have to start finding more creative ways around the traditional 'name and business' question.


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    [color=transparent] #near #nashiroxerses

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; width:360px ; auto; text-align: justify; color:lightgray;][size=9pt]This was interesting! Kairos had never seen a deer of such color. With a smile, she would scurry over and sit up on her hind legs, forepaws against her chest. She wouldn't say anything, yet, however. It would be rude to talk over Charlotte and interrupt.[/size]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;]Fadingdaylight strolled forward, her blue eyes seemingly glued on the pastel fawn. Same species as Rannoch, according to her observations. Maybe the pair would become friends. The regal she-cat stood alone, then, standing with her legs poised close together. She would remain silent until Bubblewrap spoke to them again.

    The fawn blinked at them for a moment, before replying. "My name's Bubblewrap, and I wanted to join.... oh, and you can call me bubbles for short," The fawn's sweet voice was as delicate and pretty as the small child herself, and those baby blue optics scanned each person that showed up.