THEY THINK THIS THING IS A HIGHWAY // o; blizzardclanner

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    well damn, here he was again- having had the choice to be ambassador to stellarclan or colouredclan he had chosen colouredclan. not that he had anything against stellarclan but colouredclan had some cool motherf-ckers. "aye yo, someone come over here so i can announce my somewhat important news and give you sh-t." of course he wasn't giving them sh-t, that was how he talked, unless it was requested. that would be a f-cking nasty trip. so far he had stored it inside augustus, the small coffin hanging around his neck, just so the load was a lot lighter and his jaws wouldn't ache from carrying the basket. this time the basket looked different than the usual woven basket and they were in for a surprise.
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    Ears were flat as the bodyguard approached. Ever since Moongleam came and mentioned her trouble with Blizzardclan she was wary with the idea of them. "...what's up?"


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Aw man, that was flattering. Well, Night had no problem with them. In fact, the reincarnation of his mother happened to lead there. A fellow Xerses couldn't possibly be wary of another fellow Xerses, especially when they were this closely related. And.. fortunately enough, Tama seemed to have forgotten certain details of her past life.. But alas, that was a story for a different day. "Sure thing, fire away." Night would approach, a light grin traversing his maw, as he greeted Sarcy with a brisk wave.

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    Important news? What would that be? Spec shakily padded over, slightly leaning on Ni as she waited for him to continue. She hoped it wasn't bad news... for some reason, her mind wandered, first, to the possibility that something negative had happened. It probably a party, or a raid, or something, instead.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 1px;]COLOUREDCLAN — WARRIOR — [abbr=white wolf with blue eyes, female, beautiful singing voice, stutters, meek, quiet, free powers, former head paladin of blizzardclan, reincarnated]HOVER FOR TAGS[/abbr] — ATTACK IN [color=#81F7F3]#81F7F3[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: arial;]Gleamie took a shaky breath as the scent of BlizzardClan drifted toward her. Her vision swam with tears as she was reminded of her old home, and what she had done there. The fem winced, and she took a seat beside Nighttales, silent for the moment.


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    "yo, sarc!" eph called, walking over with a wide smirk on her maw.
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    "oo, what a crowd." golden gaze traveling over the several colouredclanners that had appeared. ah, the more of a crowd, the more fun. "yo." he responded to rory, flashing her a quick grin and nodding to nighttales as he cleared his throat,"mm'kay, so just wanted to let you all know that i'm the new ambassador to your clan so you'll see plenty of me so it's best to not forget this-" he gestured to his himself,"-amazing face because it will be coming back everything week and a half." now time for the gift. he tapped on the coffin's door, relieved when augustus didn't start screaming and blabbing, it seemed he was shy when it came to strangers. it took some difficulty but he managed to squeeze the basket out of the small entrance, somehow, and presented it with a large grin to the colouredclanners.


    the purple smog that it had left the coffin with was dissipating fast and a bright red color could be seen. it was a ridiculous looking red dragon cut out sowed to the top of the basket, it's cloth self covering the gifts unless lifted up. inside were an array of different colored eggs, to be specific, dragon eggs. they weren't actually dragon eggs but they looked quite similiar, small scales delicately formed on each one. they each contained something special such as trinkets, stuffed animals, accessories, snow globes or the entire egg was chocolate. however there were more chocolate eggs compared to ones bearing gifts, and you would have to take a gamble of throwing it on the ground in order to break the hard shell. it would suck if someone got the snow globe. oh wait. now that he thought about that- that was probably a bad idea. whelp, if they stood away far enough it would be okay.
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    "Every week and a half?" she was still new to politics, but this seemed odd to her...almost like they were being monitored or watched. Sure, they could just be checking up on the alliance, but since the fall of Eden the younger wasn't sure how to give her trust to other clans. "Does Blizzardclan really have so much going on that often?"


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