night watch && joining

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]He was finally here. The trek from StormClan through the desert of DarkClan's territory had been rough. But he had finally made it was standing confidently in front of the buildings that made up their camp. The tiger hoped they wouldn't be angry with him for ignoring their borders and basically walking straight up to their home. But honestly, he would have rather been standing here than in the blistering heat of the desert. This summer was too hot for his liking.


    For now, Damon took a seat and stretched his legs, rolling his shoulders, and all of that good stuff as he tried to relax.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 350px; line-height: .9; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]★ Alice had went exploring the territory since she hadn't gotten the chance when she had first joined. Flicking her ears, she noticed there was someone she didn't know had came on the territory. She sniffed the air as she went to find this person. Then she noticed Damon. "Who are you? And why aren't you waiting on the border?"


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    [justify]Shutterbug had no idea how to be abrasive and hostile around anyone, like Phoenixdown or some of her other Clanmates, but the vixen couldn't just stand there while this tiger invaded their territory. With a deep breath, nerves jumping in her stomach, her visible eye read this stranger's actions carefully. As Alice approached, she adjusted the eye patch that covered her right eye carefully. After Alice spoke, she added, "Umm...yeah. We need your name and business, please." Her tone was meek and unsteady. She was just a Medic trainee; what power did she have to stop this tiger if he decided to trespass further into the territory?
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]The huge beast looked down at those who had come to greet him. A smirk played on his rugged features. A domestic and a fox. To be perfectly honest, he probably would have acted a little hostile in his old days because of their rather inhospitable welcome. But he was different now. His fiancee had made him different. He was kinder, more understanding.


    "My name is Damon. I am the ex-Prime General of the Tribe of Burning Dreams. I am here to join." Hopefully that would clear up some of the tension that was floating densely in the air around the three of them. He gave them a forced smile, hoping that it would make them trust him a little more.


    "Yeah - sorry I walked right through your territory. It's a little hot outside and the desert is a rough place to stand and wait."


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 350px; line-height: .9; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]★ Alice was about to say welcome, when she heard that he was the ex prime general of the tribe of burning dreams. He would then know of Deathstroke and how he had raped her when he captured her. "Welcome to Darkclan, then. I am Alice Bianca Dixon." the female tried to push her memories away.


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    [justify]Shutter felt the tension melt as the tiger smiled at her. He wasn't going to invade: he had never planned to. He had just wanted to get out of the hot sun, which was the rational decision, of course. "I think--at least I'm pretty sure this is how it works--you need to choose to be an officer or a medic. It might work differently because you're a former general of a different Clan, though? I'm not sure." She gave an awkward smile. "My name is Shutterbug, by the way. Nice to meet you."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]⚜ ⚜ ⚜[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]Joiner, huh? Neptuneblue approached with an indifferent expression on his face. "Welcome to DarkClan, then. Name's Neptuneblue, but Neptune works. And yeah, Shutter here's right. Officer or Medic?"[/size]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][size=8]Tilting his head at Alice, his invisible eyebrows furrowed with concern. Had he said or done something wrong? He shuffled his paws slightly, hoping that he hadn't upset her too bad. "It's nice to meet you, Alice," Damon dipped his head respectfully.


    When the fox spoke, the muscular tiger cleared his throat, letting an amused smirk play across his face. "I'll take Officer, thanks. It's very nice to meet you Shutterbug and Neptuneblue."


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    the general made his way over, head cocked to the side as he said hello to the joiner. he was a hp, which meant that he had to do his responsibilities! that what it meant to be a hp, right? right.


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