[justify]The male would make his way towards the part of camp where highpoints, like himself, tended to hang out. He had recently gone on travels to Shadowclan due to his new job as being an ambassador for there, and well, he had learned a few things that probably needed to be shared with Tama and the other higher ups.[/justify]
I'll be yours, until the end of time ;; semi-open + hps
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]"Ah, Matthew?" The servaline would inquire, offering a smile to the male. "What's up?"
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"Whats going on Matthew?" the female padded forward coming up beside Tama since she had this habit of stalking the leader on occasion, but they were friends so it was not legally stalking. if someone knew you were there and enjoyed your company? You could not be called a stalker, in Lily's mind, so she was no stalker, just hanging out silently and meekly with the leader, bounding like a tiny bunny pet behind her; If bunnies where green and could flicker in and out of visibility.
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[justify]Uh.. I have news from Shadowclan I wish to share the sha would respond awkwardly, his ear twitching nervously. Ah, he had been trying to think of how he would share the news, since he would accidently end up making Shadowclan look like a horrible ally easily, which wasn't what he really wanted, at all.[/justify]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]"Alright, go ahead." The servaline would offer him a nod, welcoming him to speak further. She hadn't visited them in a long time, though she hadn't heard much from them after that member exchange. Nonetheless, she hoped that they happened to be doing alright.
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[justify]Err yes, Shadowclan is currently in a lockdown due to a disease, and they're requesting everyone to stay away, they aren't letting anyone leave either in hopes not to spread the disease across the border, they have also requested for us not to help them Mattie would respond, his shoulders sagging as his ears flattened against his skull. Okay, hopefully that description on what was happening would work for the leader, because he didn't really think mentioning that he had been chased off would make the allied clan look all that good, but the only reason he had known the other clan was in a lockdown was exactly because he had been chased off.[/justify]
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]"Ah.. That's unfortunate. If they really detest help.. Then they would probably respond to any attempts of aid with hostility, if only for the sake of protecting those whom wish to help them the most.." Her fictional brows knitted, and she'd bite down on her bottom lip. It likely wasn't their business to step into, especially if they didn't want any external communication. "How did they respond to you being there? Would there be any way to possibly supply them with herbs, or anything, if they want such?" She doubted that herbs alone would work, but a larger quantity couldn't possibly hurt in this situation.
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[justify]Actually, their response to me being there was to chase me out, I saw another of my kind too, another sha, and he greeted me so coldly, like he hated me, and I don't know why Mattie would respond, his voice shaking slightly as he spoke the last part. It was all weird to see another of his species, but for some reason another of his species hadn't greeted him with interest as it was a rare sight to see another of his kind, but with hate instead.[/justify]
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""They stated they don't want to spread it thought, that means their just trying to protect the healthy." even thought she disagreed with Shadow Clan's methods? Lily could not see them as a bad ally, so far as she knew they were the closest ally Blizzard Clan had! Of course she had not been here long, she just thought the exchange meant tons. ""Maybe we can leave a letter on their border asking they contact us when the illness had vanished if you didn't ask them to do so already and that if they change their mind we're willing to offer herbs and such, we'll check for a return note at a certain time and than leave them alone until they contact us again?" she didn't think anything of another Sha disliking matthew, some animals just did not like other's, even of their own species.
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lucina xerses - npc x npc - female - 10 moons physically - about twenty-something years mentally - blizzardclan - vice-leader - dark blue wolf - sapphire-blue eyes - left eye branded with the mark of naga - #lucinaho - heteroromantic heterosexualpowers:
absorb spirits (0/9) - custom pelt (dark blue wolf) - character bond (w/lostboy) - flower prints - seeing spirits/possession/reincarnation/afterlife communication - conjuration - shapeshifting - super speedbodies:
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[justify]I'm fine, although if that note is to be sent, I think someone else should do it, I don't think they're fond of my species the sha would respond, his gaze blinking. It seemed logical that they weren't too happy of his kind, regardless the fact another seemed to live there, so perhaps it wouldn't be the best idea for him to be anywhere near that place. [/justify]
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"I can do it." edit post after dinner
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Padding over to where those were around were gathered and speaking, Monroe would prick her ears and nod her head. "I can inform you when the disease is over." She'd offer, eyes blinking once before she dug her claws into the ground in worry, "I've got a dual-membership there, and should be able to return once it's over." Either that, or the BlizzardClan posts would have to be retro. Fourth wall breaking, oh yeah. -
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 475px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"Stay safe, Monroe. We don't want you getting infected," Margaery quietly murmured, lips pressing into a thin frown. If a member of theirs was to perhaps get sick and then bring the virus back to BlizzardClan, it'd be detrimental. A part of her wanted to warn her about returning in the first place.
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margaery mikaelson-tyrell // caroline mikaelson x niklaus mikaelson // thirteen months old // blizzardclan // assistant deputy // bisexual // bond with suiteheart // vampireAPPEARANCE & BODIES ;
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"Hm." Francis arrived, cocking his head. A disease? He hoped that the ShadowClanners would stay safe. He also noted Matthew's distress-- he had sympathy for the concern of his own species. For Francis, it was the French. For Matthew, it seemed, it was the sha creatures. He stepped forwards, attempting to gently press his side into the younger creature's. "You are excused of your ambassador duties until Monroe reports back." He looked around, making sure that he had the authority to do this.[align=center]
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"If I happen to, I won't come back until I am better, I don't want to get those around here sick as well." She would offer, nodding her head, "Though I promise I will be careful..." ShadowClan had already been closed down and those who were sick were kept from those who were well. It was sad, but it was a necessary thing to do. -
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Ah... She was super late to the meeting. "Montoe take care and I trust that you'll be able to gather some good information when you're back." She then bit her bottom lip. "And if you see anything wrong, anything at all with your body. I want you to come back and let the medic check up on you."
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Arty~Artemis Amalia Theresia Quirinia Henriette Lucretia Ignatia Lightwood-Xerses~9 months eternally~BlizzardClan~Deputy~Prankster~Addicted to Coffee~Colourblind~Hard~The clarity of her vision depends on how much pain she feels~Plays the flute, piano and violin~ 7/9 lives~ Secretly is literally Artemis, Greek goddess of the moon and the huntPowers
Elemental Powers~Telepathy~Super speed~Free powers~Emotion Manipulation~Give or Take Away Pain~Memory Manipulation~Time Control
Interactions
Bold for dialogues~italics for thoughts~skyblue for attack.
Appearances
White she cat with big ice blue eyes~A big red scarf wrapped right around her neck
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Storm had been there to listen, quite concerned about what was going on. That didn't sound good at all... But seeing most had already been said, he just stayed silent. He just hoped Monroe would be okay and that Matthew wasn't infected. Maybe it was slumbering somewhere... God, he didn't want to think about it.