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    The Blackhearts Rogues. He had faintly remembered this place, or rather, hearing about it. The aviator trainee had never actually stepped within their borders. The name certainly brought back bad memories of another clan that sounded akin to it, but if Hawkclan was allies with these guys, then Blackjack knew he wouldn't have anything to worry about.


    The lion came to a halt when a foreign scent hit his nose. He'd reached their border. "Hey - anyone there?" He called out. "My name is Blackjack. I'm from Hawkclan. My Chief... er, Leader, she's asked if I could invite you guys to our place for a bit. I will escort anybody back if they don't know their way! Also, I'm not sure if you're friendly with them or not, but Stellarclan will be attending as well."

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; color:#FFD8D8;font-size:9pt;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 99%;][font=arial][justify]Unfortunately, Lace wasn't someone whom could accept the invite. However, she could most certainly make her way over, to greet the Hawkclanner. The margay would offer a curt little dip of her head, before seating herself by Bee. Someone would be along soon - she was sure of it.

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    ianthe, sadly, wasn't one who could accept or deny anything. so, she approached slowly, fluttering beside bee and observing the hawkclanner. hawkclan and the blackhearts had a special alliance, didn't they? so, certainly, they would be going to visit? she didn't see why not.
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    mamura xx desirare : she/her : seven months : palisadeclan, the vocatus/blackheart rogues : countess & medic apprentice/medic trainee : bisexual homoromantic : crushing on many gays : second degree burns, covered in bandages
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    wings : telekinesis
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    physically easy : mentally easy-medium : no kill : pm for capture/injure : attacks in underlined : speaks in bolded #d56646

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    Oh look. Another Rouge with no acceptance authority. Looks like Salem was useless in this situation. She was just another member who was eager to go to HawkClan. She would sit down on the other side of Bee and aim to playfully tap the younger female's back before providing a shrug to the stranger. [color=navy]"I don't have the authority to accept either. Looking forward to going if it's accepted though."







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