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    The hellhound stepped closer and closer to ShadowClan territory. No, not ShadowClan territory. Home. She... She belonged here, right? They accepted her and... And everyone here... They were family. The canine paused the border, twisting her body ever so slightly to dislodge the knife in her back a bit farther away from her spine. Her eyes narrowed at the pain, and Sango would huff softly.


    When she was done, she sat down, curling her whip-like tail around her paws and closing her eyes for a moment. What was she? Would they take her back? God, she'd left them. She left them all alone. They didn't deserve that, they truly didn't. Sango fiddled with her crimson collar for a second, trying to make sure it wasn't as tight against her throat before speaking.


    "Sango... Sango Kagamine-Xerses... Rejoining...." Her voice was tired, so tired. Emotionless, even.






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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]Sans didn't even need to hear her name to know who she was. He could tell just by her aura, the light outline of her soul that he read with an easy glimmer of his subconscious powers. Sango. Holy shit, she was alive. He didn't believe it until his gait quickened, not even bothering to ask permission or give warning before throwing her into a hug. "S-Sango, oh my god." He murmured mindlessly. His friend - his best friend was alive. Sans inhaled a shaky breath, his bandaged paw resting on her shoulder. "You're alive, h-holy hell." This was too emotionally. Sans gave a small laugh. "Sangbro, I'm mad at you. You can't just leave me like that." He obviously sounded like he was teasing, the contact beginning to make his stomach flip. He hated touching people. Sans moved away, analyzing her expression. Different body, same soul. Sans could see right through that.


    He looked different as well, though. The discoloration under his eyes was heavier, showing his lack of sleep. Sango was sure to yell at him for that. Barely under his scarf there was an obvious wound, deep and offsetting. His left paw was wrapped in bandages and his fur was matted. HIs eyes had a glossy coat to them, but for once, he obviously seemed kind of happy. Maybe... Maybe even Demo would come back soon.


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    He has no idea who this is. It's self explanatory, the reason why. He had not been apart of ShadowClan for too long, entirely, but he'd begun to get the idea of all the members there. Yet again he was reminded he would never have as big an idea of the members as those that had been there since birth. If it had been helped, he would have loved to have been apart of ShadowClan since birth, but Calvarychoirs seemed to have other things in mind. While he didn't particularly dislike the Rift, it was clear how much more he loved ShadowClan. Which was where his loyalties would lie until the end of his days - a distant but dreary future, he was sure.


    "You look like you need rest," the regal but young creature observes, gunmetal colored eyes locked on the form of Sango. She looked.. tired. Far more tired than he'd ever be, that was for sure. Apart of him wondered what it was like to be exhausted, to resign to the darkness, but the rest of him was damn happy he hadn't a taste of it yet. The two sides of him seemed to be at war. One that yearned for the pros (and cons) of adulthood, while the other was content enough to be a child.


    So the boy sits, oddly curious about this woman and her reasoning, her history, but he almost forgot his manners in the process. His ghostly pale form jerks to a standing position once more, and he nods his head once in a boyishly polite manner. "Um - I'm Tiberius, by the way. Welcome back."


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    "Sans...? Sans? Oh god, it's you. It's really you." The canine breathed, leaning forwards into the hug. It was okay. It was real. She'd had so many hallucinations on her own, she couldn't even recognize real or fake anymore. But this.. This was real. Once Sans moved away, the ex-vice leader took some time to catch her breath.


    Everything... Everything could be back to normal. Her, Sans, Dea... They'd all be happy. They deserved to be happy. Sango nodded slowly, "I swear... I won't leave you again, Snans." She tried to lighten up her voice a bit, and was about to tell at her friend for not sleeping, until she remembered she hasn't been either. Sango sure didn't want to be hypocritical. She then turned her head as others arrived.


    "It's a pleasure to meet you two... I'm glad I'm back." She brushed off the statement of her looking tired, trying to crack a smile.






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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 420px;]He gave a small, affectionate titter. God, she was alive. So much had happened... He had to catch her up on so much. A small giddiness fluttered in his chest before he realized she looked horrible. Depressed - hopeless, even. He would ask her about the details of it all later. Well, more like force her to talk about it. "You look like shit." He commented with a laugh, obviously light-hearted, but quite a truthful statement.


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    Luca trotted over carefully, raven wings drawn tightly by his sides. "Um, welcome back. I'm Luca." He greeted, reddish eyes trained carefully on the hellhound. She seemed familiar as well, and it was starting to get to Luca. He just wanted answers.
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    general:
    -Luca Belrose
    -Male
    -Incubus
    -Ageless | Physically twelve months
    -Pansexual mostly-aromantic (male preference + it's complicated)
    -Holds the loyalist, herbalist, archangel, saint and blessed titles (SkyClan)


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    -Manipulative
    -Bloodthirsty
    -Unforgiving
    -Affectionate
    -Loyal
    -Lustful


    appearance:
    -White fox with black wings and pink eyes
    -Black ring around his left paw (glows pink when he uses his powers)
    -Pink blood
    -Paws and mouth can be covered in hot embers using elemental pelt
    -Almost always injured | Covered in bandages


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    -Invisibility | Shapeshifting | Venomous and vampiric fangs | Elemental powers (fire, air) | Telepathy | Telekinesis
    -Physically extreme | Mentally medium
    -Ask for capture
    -Attack in white or risk being ignored.

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    At another time, the former kitsune might have rushed forward. Right now, though, she didn't have the energy. She'd lost her children, Radio and Set were gone... She honestly felt like crap. The cheetah was growing thinner as well, and soon after Robinpaw disappeared it had started to lose its luster. Now it was as dull as her optics, even though she tried to keep up a happy facade. The familiar voice brought her over though, and the king cheetah, managed a weak smile.


    "Welcome back Sango. * has gone down while you were gone." She had no idea if Sango would be able to recognize her, but the best bet was her voice. Despite the negative emotions filling her, the only change to her voice was an edge of longing and sadness. But still.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=8] "Sango!" The former templar would find a fizzing ball of fluff darting circles around her, and it only came to a stop when clumsy paws legit tripped over nothing. Bumping into her, they didn't pull back - no, instead, they held on, forepaws wrapping around Sango's backlimb and holding on tight. Frisk grinned up at her, eyes bright, "I missed you!" True, they had only spoken a couple of times, but that didn't mean Frisk didn't care about her any less than they would a friend. When Koi came, they didn't know what to think, and when Koi left, they did ponder on what happened to Sango's soul. Well, now they know. "Do you remember me? I'm Dopsy! Babypup. Frisk now, heh."
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    Well, Peacemaker didn't know Sango, but when she had joined with Dea, he had asked about her. "Nice to meet you, Sango. I'm Peacemaker. Also... are you a friend of Dea's...?" she questioned, curious. It was probably silly of her to ask these things, when it was obvious that Sango was exhausted. "Ah, sorry, you don't have to answer that. You look like you need to rest, after all," she added sheepishly. She could always just ask Dea, after all.


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    "Thanks, Captain Obvious." Sango responded teasingly, flicking her tail. She felt so much better now that she was here, it was almost like medicine. And she was worried about coming back! Her gaze then shifted towards Luca, and she nodded slowly before the realization hit her and her eyes widened.


    "Luca! Luca Bel-fuckin'-Rose! What are you doing here?!" She was happy to see him, but worried at the same time. She didn't even register his confusion. "How're Phan and Kiip doing? Has Phan become an apprentice yet? Are they doing well? Gods, I've been worried." Sango then forced herself to pipe down, flashing a smirk towards Bella. "Greetings!"


    And then Holly. Her friend, Hollyfrost. Stood by her when she came from the Exiles, through the BlackPath incident, through the SkyClan incident, she was always there. Oh, her friend had changed so much! But not too much that Sango couldn't recognize. "I'll bet! Hey, where'd Radio and Set? I can't wait to see them, too. Soon we'll have the whole gang back together, right?"


    Sango's ears rose when she heard her name called out once more, as a fluffy little bundles raced around her. "Careful! You'll -" Oh. "Fall." The hellhound chuckled softly, a bit amazed as Frisk got up almost immediately after, clinging to her leg. "How could I forget ShadowClan's little light in the dark? I've missed you too, kiddo!"


    Them Peacemaker came, and Sango greeted her with yet another grin. "Hey there!" Dea? Right! Where was Dea? He was the one who found her. "Yeah! We are - Sorry, - Were, together." She had no idea what the hell their relationship even was now, and a sad look crossed her features as she remembered the loss of the kids. God, there would be no recover from that one, would there?


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    Blackpath padded around the others and gave Sango a smile. He didn't know if she would recognize him sense was was younger then when she had left but he could hope she would at least be nice. The black panther purred and said,"That's a bit of a list of names to go through Sango. Welcome back."

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    Oh foterre. She hated to be the bearer of bad news, but here it went. [color=sea green]"Sango... Set died. And Radio left soon after. Prin is leader now."     The cheetah sighed silently, rubbing one of her eyes with a paw. She didn't even glance at Blackpath, though not out of anger. She just watched her friend for her reaction.
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    Blackpaths smile dropped and he sheepishly admitted to Holly,"I have been a real pest and pain in the rear enough. I wasn't going to tell Sango the bad news until a bit later." His green eyes looked guilty and even sad as he looked away from his clanmates into the distance. He seemed to be thinking about something if his far away look was any indication. Perhaps all the times he had hit on Sango or even the one time on Radio.



    Sango's grin dropped, "I didn't even say goodbye... Where is Radio now? Do you know? How are... How are the kids? Are they well? Oh my god." Sango didn't really even register that BlackPath is was here, all that was running through her mind was that her
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    Was that Sango? God hadn't she taken a dive off of a cliff? Well it looked like she was back and he was absolutely fine with that. But the first thing that popped into his head was the fact that Sango's kids were in SkyClan, and the tension between the two was heating up again for currently undisclosed reasons. "No one can keep you down huh Sango? ... It's good to see you again."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]Who the f*ck was this? Everyone was circling her like hungry vultures looking at a fresh new carcass but from what he saw, there was nothing new about her. She was a returner. And that, again, annoyed him. New names. "Sango." He echoed her name, scoffing. The pup limped over and glared at the hellhound. His blue eyes were vividly glowing and his claws were digging slightly into the ground so he could easily keep his balance. He didn't want to fall over and hurt himself once more. "I'm Kerrin. And no f*cking nicknames." The pup snapped.