[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; border-left: 1px transparent; border-right: 1px transparent;][justify] The sounds of gushing waterfalls filled the quiet night as atlantis took a seat on the shore of the water, her eyes staring down at the sparkling water. no stars or moon was evident in the sky but clouds to see for miles and miles. this clan was definitely interesting, and she was glad that someone had pointed her towards this direction.
Her mind then clicked to the time when she woke up in darkclan, confused and lost as strangers crowded around her before they eventually became her clanmates. one had said she had amnesia, and the others agreed. atlantis didn’t like not knowing things that others did, it irritated her and in some cases, made her feel lonely. but was she gonna admit that? nah.
“tonight sure is quiet,” breathed the wolf, her white pelt clear as day through the dark.
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