YOUR TIME IS OUT- NOTHING YOU CAN DO || o; joining

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    a burgundy shape moved rather carelessly to the border of the territory, no doubt sure of themselves. the feline had touches of mahogany and a rusty orange that were mainly highlights only detectable if they were being hit by direct sunlight. otherwise, the cat was quite average looking, though burgundy wasn't really a common coat color- not that he would even care, he was too busy focusing on finding the border.


    now, despite being fixed on finding the border, ikuto was utterly relaxed. mainly because he was sure shadowclan wasn't too hostile of a clan compared to others, despite it being an anticlan. why was he so sure? no idea, he's never been here, so other than his own opinion, he literally had no reason to be so lax.


    ikki twitched his ears once the scent of shadowclan piss became stronger and once he hit the strongest point, he simply stopped. after waiting for a few moments, glancing around to find absolutely no one between the trees or in the underbrush. snorting in annoyance, he strode forth past the border, parting his jaws for the first time,"how long are you going to make me wait?" when he heard no response he kicked aside a stick with his forepaw, already irritated.


    "whatever, i'll find you myself." he grumbled as he trudged forth, irregular blue optics searching for any signs of life besides his obviously alive surroundings. trees. and bushes. and grass. "anyone?" he swung his head to the right as he continued to walk,"here?" dropping his head, he sourly glared at a flower before him,"nope."


    he most likely would have found someone, if he did not just go into an almost complete circle- and then proceed to head along the border until he took a turn and was now at the halfway point to their camp. to him, it all looked the same. his lack of directional sense was not aware to him, so for now he was just standing in the middle of their territory, glaring at a measly little flower that had the sucky luck to be in front of the king of 'no patience'. he didn't notice the decay on the flower either, probably something he should've considered before coming to a clan that recently had an airborne illness.


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    "The border is there for a reason." Came the hybrid's voice as he appeared from the shadows, his mint gaze locking onto the stranger. Of course he'd heard and seen the male already thanks to his super senses, and had begun making his way forth when they just strolled on into the territory. "What is your name and business with ShadowClan?"


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    [justify]"Hmm hmm hmm." The sorcerer came over, eyeing him with cautious red eyes- wondering if this guy had any bad intentions or not. He decided not, and smiled. "Hi, I'm Henri!" His little murder of crows surrounded him.




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  • [fancypost bgcolor=;border:none;width:300px;color:#FF5301;text-shadow:2px 2px 2px #FF3C01;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase][size=2]but in the end i learned[/size]
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    he turned his peculiar blue optics to the first presence that arrived, scanning him from head to toe. he already didn't like this guy, mainly due to the first words that came out of his mouth. how was he supposed to wait there? who knows how long it would've taken. "yeah, as if i would wait over there any longer." he scoffed, it was more to himself and just quieter in general- he didn't want to let too much of his personality out. at this rate, it was like trying to keep water cupped in your paws- it just doesn't work.


    "ikuto, i'm here to join." the words ikki almost rolled off his tongue instead of ikuto, causing a slight halt before he even started speaking. it was just natural to him to be called ikki, however now that he was here, finding someone he knew would be like trying to be patient trying to find a needle in a small haystick. knowing his family, however, once he thought more about it he was sure there was actually a bigger chance than that.


    iikki didn't bother the guy standing at a far, respecting his wishes to seemingly not be in the conversation. he could mainly detect him due to the fact that right now he was slightly controlling the air to breeze towards him. however, it was moving in more of a circular direction to be less noticeable- not that it was doing anything, it was utterly harmless at the moment. it became even more harmless once ikki dropped control of it once the distant one's scent hit his scent glands. his mom had always told him to check everyone if your in a new area ot territory. that was when he was like two moons, amazing he had kept it for a whole nother ten.


    "aye." he twitched his ear as he recognized that name. hm. he had heard that name somewhere----- nope i can't think of it right now.. later. he glanced upwards at the crows that had gathered around henri, raising his nonexistant brows. "nice crows." it was also natural for one to wonder why this guy had crows suddenly flocking to him and surrounding him, but hey- none of his business. however ikki did tend to make most things his business.




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