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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify]Beetlestar was extremely nervous. Silverpaw had gone missing a while ago now, and it had taken him a long time to get anywhere. He found himself in RiverClan territory. CloverClan wasn't as far from this clan as they were most others. His clan was in the middle of nowhere, which was generally good. Other clans didn't pick on them, at all. But it meant it was harder to get help when they needed it most. Case in point, they lost their medicine cat apprentice.


    The fluffy tom could not swim, so he stood near the edge, beside several large rocks. He was unfamiliar with their territory, and wasn't sure if this place - Sunningrocks - was part of their land or not. Beetlestar looked around, acting quite fidgety. This would have been uncharacteristic of the tom several moons ago, but a clanmate going missing really set him off. Made him feel really weak, actually. Not the kind of behavior a clan leader should be showing.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:500px;][justify][size=9pt]"Hello. I'm Steadfast. What can Riverclan do for you?" Asked the cream-and-white tabby as he walked over. He did not know of the foreign scent in which Beetlestar carried with him. Normally, his fur would have bristled from such an unfamiliar smell, but he had since gotten used to many creatures joining Riverclan.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.rw-designer.com/cursor-extern.php?id=38322), auto;][size=9pt]♡—[/size] [size=9px]Chett smiled brightly at the stranger, energetically stepping from foot to foot. He wasn't dumb. He knew this feline probably wasn't going to attack them so he was free to shower the other with gifts and hugs, no? The angel smiled brightly and waved at Beatlestar. "Hiya!" he squeaked, "My name is Chett Luane, Riverguard trainee here! How can we help you, mister?"



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    • Switched name


    INFORMATION ✩
    Chett | previously shadowclan assassin | ageless | agender (he/him pronouns) | demisexual | #KOEforever


    CURRENT CLIENTS ✩
    • EmptySkies (BSD)


    INTERACTION ✩
    physically easy | mentally hard | no kill/maim | pm for capture | attack in #99e6ff | will not torture/kill


    APPEARANCE ✩
    Pastel pink domestic feline | Black cross eyes + Pastel blue ear tips, frekles, socks, & back stripe reference


    OTHER ✩
    all opinions are ic only! | always open to plots and threads | gives nicknames to important folks
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=10][font=georgia]ShadowClan was missing an important member as well-- except, ShadowClan and Radioactiveplague was much less welcome here than CloverClan and Beetlestar were. Warblerwing would take the pro-clan leader any day over the bastard who allowed his members to slaughter kits and the leader, Frenchstar... Twistedstar, at the time.


    Seeing that Steadfast and Chett were already crawling on the leader, the tortoiseshell was merely left to wait as she came forward and took her own seat, allowing her personal bubble to be quite large. Her distant green orbs prompted Beetlestar to speak, a hidden underlying curiosity cropping up in them.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify]Beetlestar didn't know who Steadfast nor Chett was, but that didn't matter to him. He wasn't here to chat and get to know the clan.


    "Beetlestar, CloverClan leader," the large tom meowed, dipping his head down. "We have recently lost out medicine cat apprentice, Silverpaw. She's a silver tabby, about yea high." Sitting down, the fluffy cat raised a paw. "There wasn't anything left, besides her bag she keeps herbs in. No scents, nothing." He doubted that they knew her whereabouts. Beetlestar trusted their allies enough that they would tell them if they found someone with CloverClan scent still fresh on them.


    "I'm here to ask if you've seen her. Or even if you've just found a scent trail, it's all I need."
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    "I walk outside a lot, and I haven't even scented Cloverclan." The elegant angel padded over, red eyes weary of the newcomer. "But I could be wrong- I don't have enhanced senses." [/fancypost][align=center]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=10][font=georgia]Listening intently to the leader's words, her cold expression never changed-- how could it, anyway? It was almost impossible. "I'm afraid I have not spotted anyone by that description nor of CloverClan descent, I am sorry. Perhaps other members could have seen her-- though, if they did, word would have quickly traveled back to me or Athena."


    Matching orbs trailed over to Vaultkit, and although they seemed glazed and hollow, she felt hidden amusement towards the eagerness of the kitten. Ah, their innocence was why she enjoyed the company of them... they were such balls of sunshine.