AMERICA'S SUITEHEARTS || Open, response to event invite

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]This was a shame. Still, seeing ShadowClan there would probably not be worth a few hours with StellarClan. After all, one side would probably end up striking up a fight. So, why wasn't she at least going to tell them in person? Her former visits hadn't been noticed, to the point in which one of the leaders (or both, the leader wasn't too sure) had completely forgotten about there alliance. Something that still frustrated the leader, though she tried to look past this. Along with this, there was the much more simple reason that she was loosing her voice. Shouting a lot having not done her much help in this, though with the war beginning right in front of her eyes it would be hard to try and stop this.


    Dropping off the note and a few gifts -- (herbs, along with a few other little things) -- the vulture soon would eventually take off soon after she had gotten there. Understanding that she now had quite a lot to manage along with not wanting to leave the clan alone for too long. Not when she just knew that ShadowClan would be ready to raid them as soon as they could. It wasn't as though they were particularly good with planning raids, shown by the two unorganised ones they had sent their way prior to HawkClan's eventual retaliation.


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    StellarClan,


    Sorry we aren't goin' to your event, but HawkClan's having a lot of issues with ShadowClan lately. Jus' thought I'd send you guys this to show that it isn't you, just them. HawkClan will hopefully be holdin' some events soon, so we'll invite you guys to those.


    Hope ya like the gifts,
    Egretstar.

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    (retro to birthing)


    Bo noticed a bird of unusual breed (at least one she hadn't seen in many months) drop off some stuff and decided to cautiously go take a look. Her dull grey eyes raked over the note before moving onto the gifts. Hmm. Io and Callisto would want to see this. "Io? Cal? Stuff from HawkClan here." Bo announced as she looked around for them.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px;][justify][font=times new roman][size=8]▲ Io approached quickly,nodding his head gently to Bo, "T-thank you," he said, giving the demi-god a kind of guilty smile. He turned and stared at the items, the smell of Hawkclan wafting up from them. He leaned over a fluttering piece of paper and his red eyes scanned it for a moment. "They'll not be making it to the cookout because of Shadowclan," he said simply, kind of under his breath. He looked to Bo again. "well, that was nice of them..."