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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:500px;][justify][size=9pt]"Does anyone want to go huntin'?" Blackjack's voice rang from across the new HawkClan territory and camp. He was unsure what to think about it yet, but... he knew he would miss the redwood forest. Although charred and mostly destroyed, he would probably visit the place often. After all: it was where many of his important life events happened. Could anybody blame him because he was connected to the place?


    Things changed. Nobody was every in control of it - although now, it seemed like StarClan was fucking with them and telling them of poor futures if they did not do as demanded. However, they had moved to the new territory. Perhaps the deceased pro-clanners would give 'em a break now.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; margin-top: -9px;][justify][size=9pt]BITTERBLUE'S EARS PRICKED as she heard the aviator's call ring out. Hunting patrol? Man, it had been a long time since she had actually gone out hunting with a group. The large timber wolf rose from her bed, her fur still displaying the telltale signs of sleep as her plush coat stuck out at odd angles. A large yawn escaped her. Maybe it'll be fun... Leaving the warmth of her den behind, Bitterblue pushed herself out into the sun, the harsh light forcing her to squint. It seemed like a perfect day was in store for the clan. "I'll go wi-with you," the girl called, repressing a sneeze as she made her way over to Blackjack.


    //mobile & rushed
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    MOBILE TAGS

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    "I'll tag along!" the two-tailed cat said as she made her way over, knowing that moving around would help with her back. Besides, she really needed to get back to training and hunting would help her be less rusting.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:200px; text-align: center; margin-left: -25px;][size=7pt]It feels like I'm a lone survivor
    Forgotten in a dark and deadly world
    And on my own I walk alone
    To see the sun again I'd give anything
    {Bird with a Broken Wing by Owl City}[/size][/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; width: 300px; margin-left: -25px;] Quantum
    Aviator
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    Quickfire was asleep again, but Quantum just couldn't seem to take a nap. So when she heard a call to hunt, she trotted over with a nod.
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    he was out of practice. getting out again would definitely be good for him. oikawa halted beside his sister, stretching out his legs as he offered a smile to blackjack. [b]"i'm in."
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    [color=gray][size=6pt]☪ Endeavor[/size]