[ STRIKE WITH THE STRONGEST HAND — private with desi ]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.5px; text-transform: lowercase;]He would gladly admit, while he might be hella knowledgeable about which clans lives where, he wasn't so good with following directions himself. Call him picky, but he'd much rather read a map then simply have someone tell him where to go. Especially when the person in question didn't describe in enough detail. Maps showed everything: landmarks, roads, lakes, human camping spots (where he could steal food effortlessly), hunting trails and whatnot. He hated going by hearsay and this was exactly why.


    He was lost.


    Note to self; never take directions from loner who obviously doesn't know what he's talking about.


    Aru closed his notepad harshly, the sound resonating through the forest he found himself in. From his position on the ground, he could see snow-capped mountains in the distance reaching up high into the sky. White fog coiled around his paws, obstructing much of his view. Where was he? It was still quite sunny from what he could see (which was admittedly not much) and he had no idea where he was. Fantastic. He had been meaning to head in the direction of PhantomClan, but the stupid loner whom he requested directions from apparently told him wrong. Aru was irritated and it was obvious in his pink luminaries and the way he constantly messed with his signature navy blue tie. The ex-ThunderClanner would have to backtrack if he was to get to PhantomClan on time for his first session in training to be an exorcist but it would be heavily delayed and he would have to apologize to whomever was going to teach him.


    'Hah ... great.' Aru muttered sarcastically to himself, his twin tails twitching behind him. He would ask for more directions but he didn't want to be misled yet again and end up at another clan's border. This place smelled of SkyClan, a clan he had yet to investigate for himself and he found himself sitting at their border, large ears flattened against his cranium.


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    [hr]NONETHELESS THIS GODFORSAKEN PATH YOU WALK, IT'S A CURSE

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    DESIRARE SOLER-WULFGANG

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    [align=center][font=century gothic][b][font=georgia]AN INESCAPABLE CRIME, BUT A BEAUTY I'LL GUARD TILL THE END OF TIME
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    She was quite motivated to curl up in a corner and rid the world of her unappreciated presence. Because that'd be the easy way out, wouldn't it? The female had lost months of hard work, her respect, her clan, and now her girlfriend, claimed by a Rifter. This didn't mean that she had nothing though. Because she still had herself. Fighting for only herself, she was driving herself farther away from the happiness that she'd always wanted, and instead was pursuing revenge. She had lost herself to wrath a long time ago. But back then, Mayu had still comforted her, and when she couldn't pick herself up the femme had raced to her.


    But that time had passed. Mayu was buried, along with Desirare's darkest secret told to only her.


    The female left the camp in complete silence, sprinting down the edge of the mountain. She'd adapted to this sort of environment, so making her way down into the forest below was simple enough. The fresh scent of wood touched her nose, replacing the thin air in the village above. Nowadays, socializing was one of her lowest priorities. After being possessed by a chaotic demon who'd decided to take over Thunderclan and kill the clan's npcs, Aru would look incredibly annoying to her. Because where the heck had an exorcist been when Eras had decided to be a bitch? The black feline looked quite sleep deprived, since her eyes were drooping more than usual. Killing the entire population of Thunderclan had almost become an obsession. As had killing it's ex-members.


    Through the fog, she was able to distantly find his outline, squinting slightly as she struggled to focus on him. However, her sight was blurry, and her ability to focus was impaired. [b]"Who the hell are you?" she didn't even ask the proper question. She was too mentally damaged to bother with manners.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; height: 220px; background: url(http://static.tumblr.com/93f62…tumblr_static_kitsune.jpg); background-position: center;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; a: hover; font-family: felix titling; font-style: bold; font-size: 20px; color: white; letter-spacing: 20px; text-shadow: 2px 1px 2px #000000; width: 470px; height; 10px]ARU AKISE[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#090909; width: 470px; height; 10px; borderwidth=0px;]CURRENTLY IN: SUNCLAN - MEMBER - EXORCIST - DETECTIVE - ALBINO KITSUNE[/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]He may be lost, but he wasn't hopeless. He knew he'd eventually find his way back to SunClan or the Rift and he could just try again tomorrow (though it would set him back even further and he hated being late as much as the other did) as he was now pretty sure that the sun was climbing back down from it's perch in the sky. The sky itself was slowly starting to change color, the deep blues in the sky were becoming lighter and the sky was beginning to turn orange. It would probably be night by the time he returned to either of his bases.


    "Who the hell are you?"


    While in the midst of his thoughts, developing an "how to get home from here" plan in his head, a voice called out to him from the mist that arose around him. The small, twin-tailed kitsune flicked an ear, annoyed that he'd have to further postpone his arrival home just to answer a question. Why should he? He was going to go anyways, but he supposed he'll humor the other. Like how Desirare didn't quite recognize him, he didn't recognize the voice nor the body the ex-takeover leader was in. It wasn't like he was going to anyways, the mist was promptly blocking his view of the female.


    '... Aru Akise.' He answered after a moment of hesitation on his part.
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