Lonely girl is dreaming all the day |o;joining| Of things she knows are far away

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    Rollingpaw seated herself by the border, her ears twitching. The wind buzzed around her like a bee, stirring her ebony fur around her chest. Her white whiskers twitched as the feline waited to be addressed.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 8pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]▶ as on edge as he was about not being the only glitter-enthusiast in shadowclan anymore, the husky would make his approach, bitterness simply radiating from him. his posture, his expression, tail lowered and bristling just enough to let everyone know that he was not a happy camper,"name and business, doll." his words were all but gritted out, sweeping his vivid gaze over the feline's form before slowly lowering himself down into a seated position.


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    The harsh words of Artpop made her whiskers quiver with surprise. She wondered what had happened to make him so upset. Was it personal? Or had there been a raid? She didn't know. Oops. She'd been staring. Flustered, she began to stammer, "O-oh, um, uh, er, m-my name? U-uh, i-it's, uh-um, s-sor-r-rry..."


    Pull yourself together!


    Rollimgpaw closed her eyes, and cleared her throat. "Sorry. My name is Ro-ollingp-paw, and if like to, er, j-j-j-j, join, if th-that is, er, okay with you.."

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]♦ ♦ ♦[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]More joiners. Blackbutterflies padded over and offered a small smile. "Welcome to ShadowClan. My name is Blackbutterflies, but you can call me Blackie. It's a pleasure to meet you."[/size]
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    She seemed awfully nervous - Lucy herself had used to be a rather nervous creature, too, but she seemed to have gained some confidence between when she'd left and when she'd rejoined. She'd certainly changed a lot - and for the better, in her opinion. She didn't like being weak and vulnerable, and had resolved herself to try to be stronger and more confident in who she was. As far as she was concerned, she would never allow herself to be so pathetic again. "Welcome to Shadowclan, R-Rollingpaw," she said quietly in greeting."I'm Lucy B-Baskerville, nice to meet you."

    //eyyyy


    It seemed as though some others carried the stutter she had. Feeling a bit reassured, the feline gave a smile. "I-it's a p-pleasure to m-m-meet all of y-you." Rollingpaw said, her ears flicking because of the wind.


    It won't last. You'll lose your confidence when they see how you really are.


    Rollingpaw put a paw to her ear subconsciously. Both were shredded at the ends and caked with dried blood.