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    [justify]she held less love in her heart for scarclan than sunclan. the former was an anticlan, after all, which left a bitter aftertaste in her mouth. powers shouldn't be used for anything but self defense and helping people. all good wizards should know that! does that mean scarclan doesn't have any great wizards? oh no. see, that was a deal breaker. she can stand being the only wizard in a clan, but the only wizard in a clan that expects magic users to fight their enemies with their mystical powers?? she can't do that. she doesn't have a mean bone in her body...does she even have any bones? she is rather fat, and no matter how hard you press into her fur, you won't be feeling any bones besides a thick skull.


    anyways. windclan. makes her think of wind powers. she probably has those, but they're likely just as useless as the rest of them at the moment. maybe she'll unlock them when she gains a few wizard levels. (on the way over here, the girl thought up wizard levels, which are basically units she can use to track her magic progress. think video game leveling systems. she's currently level two, which means her powers are less than fantastic but she definitely most certainly has them.)


    "hi! this is windclan, right? i'm lorna, aspiring master wizard!!" she meows, stick wand clenched between tiny teeth. as always, she is wearing her velvet navy wizard clothes. she'll never be seen without them. that is, unless the breeze steals her hat for the sixth time this week. she should really find some glue to paste it on. hat loss is very unprofessional, she knows, in the wizarding community.
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    //you came! c:


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub]"An aspiring master wizard?" Essie repeated as she approached, amusement pulling at her lips with a smile that reached her eyes. The savannah seated herself next to Praguekit, laying her tail loosely around the back of his form without expressly looking down at him. "That sounds like a pretty tough job there. What's your name, master wizard to-be?"

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    [justify]well of course it's a tough job. if it's not tough, what keeps everyone from becoming a master wizard? lorna knows that everyone wants to be a master wizard and so something has to stop the world from being overrun with them, as cruel as it may be. her chest puffs up in pride as she gives the two a grin. "it's the best rank, of course!" she proclaims, lifting a paw to her chest. without skipping a beat, she then turns her full attention to eskimokisses. she'd already said her name, but this female had arrived late and not everyone has telepathic powers to read minds and instantly discover names. "i'm lorna!!"
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    [size=10][font=georgia] "I don't think those exist," the female said, puzzled. "I'm Drippingpaw, anyways," she added after a pause. Were there really people that believed in make-believe things like that? The rabbit had when she was really young, but she'd liked to think that she'd outgrown it now, at least for the most part.