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  • [justify]She was back here, without gifts this time, just the smile on her face as she took a seat at the border. "Hello?" she called out, hoping her voice would lure someone over. That would be the best case scenario.

  • [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; width: 450px; border: 1px; border color: transparent][justify][size=9pt] And lure someone it did - but upon seeing a Blizzardclanner on the border without gifts, Cavalrychoirs found himself hoping that this wasn't bad news. Had they interacted with Blizzardclan lately? Had they done something to warrant the cutting-off of an alliance? Was Darkclan attacking them? An overactive mind had Cavalry reeling over all of the possibilities, but he still managed to maintain complete calm as he approached. "Your name and business, madam?"


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    Si trotted over to stand by Cav, peering at the stranger with a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. A blizzardclanner right? He was vaguely aware of the other clan's existence but had never met one of their inhabitants so it was interesting to actually meet one of them. He silently sat down, black beanie slipping down to the right of his head as he tilted his head to the side.
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  • [justify]"Um, hey! I'm Livingpaw, here from BlizzardClan. Just to, ya know, get an update on how the Rift's doing, maintain a good relationship and the such," she replied, hoping that was a good enough answer. She'd only done this one other time, so it was still rather nerve wracking.