MAKE ME FEEL LIKE SOMEONE ELSE // p, bluepaw

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    it was one thing to be lost in blizzardclan territory but it was an entirely different thing to be lost in foreign territory. he even had to swim over to this island he was on- figuring that there would be someone he could be ask for help over here. yes, he was desperate enough to ask for help at this point. he was completely and utterly lost.


    "anybody here?" he would call out, kicking off the water from his backlegs as he started forward from the water he had just emerged from. though he did currently live on floating islands, he did know how to swim.


    //i think im going to keep him in his wolf body for now if that's okay c; i can get shapeshifting later if you would like tho
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]//no worries!! she has a rabbit friend, a wolf won't bother her ~


    She hated the water. The rain, she loved, but the water? It soaked her body, plastering the thick fur covering her body to her every inch. She was not a water girl, that was for damn sure.
    So, why, one might ask, was she on RiverClan territory? She had no literal explanation for it. Exploration, maybe. She hadn't slept at all the night before, or the night before. It was a miracle she was still working, still moving.
    [color=#80bfff]"You are," she calls in response, having heard the male nearby and come to greet him. She assumed he was a Riverclanner, but he didn't smell much like them. The tigress' gaze was calculating, powerful form refusing to relax, and she halted. Peering at him curiously, she tilts her head. [color=#80bfff]"What are you doing on RiverClan territory if you're not a Riverclanner?" She doesn't have much room to talk, really. She's doing the same thing.


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    oh wait
    omfg
    i just
    whats wrong with me
    i just realized your character is in windclan
    i thought she was in riverclan this entire time
    omfg
    erughghhgerg
    we can move this if you want x.x
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]ahh lmao no worries! i kinda suspected but didn't want to say anything ; 3 do you want to? if so, go right ahead! i don't mind !!


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    //mm maybe it's kind of more interesting here? idk cx the next thread can be in windclan but maybe meeting in riverclan could be kind of like a unique way for them to meet?


    as soon as he felt another's presence, he swiveled his head in the direction of them, piercing yellow gaze falling upon a feline. a tiger, to be exact. and the first thing that came out of her mouth was a bit of a surprise to him. so she wasn't going to tell him who she was? but, low and behold, in the next few seconds she did just that, which hit sarcy with a pang. he was in riverclan territory? well, f-ck. at least she seemed to know where everything was- she lived here anyway, right? she could help him. "i'm..." he would never admit he was lost,"..just touring." he inched a bit forward, ears tilting forward in curiosity,"are you a riverclanner?" as he looked at the feline, he couldn't help but notice a distinct beauty about her, however he kept his jaws shut for once. chicks came after him, not the other way around. we'll see about that
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]gotcha!! that's fine (^: no worries~


    Her own mismatched gaze did not waver when it met piercing yellow oculars. She's curious, she won't deny that, but she's not stupid. Never did she let her guard down, not for one moment. She appears almost alluringly playful, but it's an act more than it is reality. It's a wall to hide everything else about her.
    [color=#80bfff]"The water is entirely too bland for me," she replies, then goes to shake her head, seeing as his inquiry was not directly answered. She can't stand to swim, which is an oddity considering her love for the rain. [color=#80bfff]"Why are you.. touring? Is your home too bland for you?"


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    he processed her first statement for a moment, tail flicking as he paused. the water was too bland for her? that would be odd for a riverclanner. at what she said next, his left out a sudden laugh, plopping his ass down as he kept his gaze on her,"no, my home is probably the coolest one out there, i just figured i would tour riverclan because... why not..?" the several pauses between his words were a dead giveaway to his bluffs. he had never received acting lessons and the only person dumb enough to fall for his bluffs was cassius, who's location he had no idea of.


    //ugh sorry for the late reply
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