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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; font-family: dotum; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; width: 400px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 11px;]The lanky brown-coloured shorthair trotted through the outdoors, piercing blue eyes searching around. His walk slowed to a halt, just before the border. He recognized the scent. Windclan. The atmosphere was naturally calming. He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a breath. He sat, wrapping his tail around his paws, waiting.


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    "H-hey..." the feminine figure padded up lowly, "N-name and Business please...?" The current state of Fernwish was terrible, ever since scarred by an Exiler named Rabid Reflections, ending her in having a daughter, and a lot of fear for her and the child known as Toni.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;]It appeared that WindClan was never short of joiners, as someone popped up at least every hour or so. It was odd and made him wonder what attracted some many to come here. Doom's wasn't like most, but that wasn't important as of now. Ambling over with a soft grunt, Doom sat down while examining the small feline.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]Eileen came over in a track post, studying the outsider with bored curiosity.


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    KATE MARSH
    "even angels need angels."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 440px;][justify][size=7pt]Kate silently approached the group and kept her distance. The only one of this group of surrounding people she knew was Eileen, and she felt very uncomfortable around such a large group of people she barely knew. Especially on one of her particularly off days. Fernwish -- who she couldn't quite recall ever seeing around camp yet, maybe she didn't pay attention hard enough -- had already asked the important questions so there was no need to speak up. She'd wait to hear what Bluepaw had to say.


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    [size=10][font=georgia] Drippingpaw hopped over, sitting near Kate, who seemed to be off on her own. She wondered why the other rabbit was sitting on her own. Drippingpaw had no problem with larger groups and unfamiliar people; sometimes they could be annoying, but they never really stressed her out.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; font-family: dotum; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; width: 400px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 11px;]Bluepaw offered everyone a warm smile, flashing his gleaming teeth before speaking. He'd noticed the first one - whom had asked for his name and business - had a slight stutter. "'m Bluepaw, here to join!" He hummed, standing and stretching. He has a slight Australian accent- nothing too outrageous, but it was noticeable.

    KATE MARSH
    "even angels need angels."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 440px;][justify][size=7pt][b]"Well, welcome to Windclan, Bluepaw. I'm Kate. If there's anything you need to make yourself more comfortable here in your new home like a tour or food and water, don't hesitate to ask." Kate stepped forward slightly and dipped her head politely.


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