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"Can I help you?" Came his incredibly deep voice.
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[font=trebuchet ms]Minnowpaw had a bad habit of forgetting orders, she supposed, as she left camp once more without an adult. Despite her common sense, she also found herself nearing the border, padding along quietly until a scent hit her nostrils. It was alien compared to the familiar smells of the river, fish, and camp, so of course she went to find the source.
Yellow eyes watched the stranger curiously, not approaching any more as she had no need to stay close to the other female.
//ninja'd, rip.
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"I feel sick..."
Mumbled words would leave the short haired feline, who found herself settling beside Daisyeyes. This nausea being birthed from traveling reasonably far distances along with witnessing the deaths of three of their own. Hopefully, nobody else would actually take notice of her words. Wisteriatail wasn't usually one to complain, so then being fussed over sounded far from ideal to the grey haired woman.
Refusing to continue talking, Wisteriatail would allow Daisyeyes to be the first to speak. Taking the time she had been granted to try and make herself more comfortable. Her gaze settling upon the ground under her plush paws.
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As soon as Blood Clan was mentioned, sympathy coursed through the lanky toms blue eyes. He knew the feeling of pain and hopelessness those monsters for cats carried with them. Hell, he had just recently escaped from the very horror that was tormenting the once peaceful lands now.
"We will notify the Clan immediately." he murmured, giving a gentle bow.
"It was clearly a long journey for you..." He continued after a short breath, glancing towards the other River Clanners whom had followed him. The tom was in no place to invite strangers in, but surely he could offer them some food, right? "Let me fetch you something to eat."
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[font=trebuchet ms]Minnowpaw was too young to know much about BloodClan, but from what she could already conclude, they were heartless and would kill without hesitation. That in itself was a scary thought. "I'll stay here and keep them company then." She piped up, deciding it would be for the best as she created a small, anxious smile. "I'm... I'm sorry to hear what happened. I guess they're doing s-stuff like that to ThunderClan too." It was terrible, really. RiverClan was spoiled at how little interaction they've had with the murderous group.
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"I'm going," Eaglesoar stated.
(1/3 attendees, two more warriors?)
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"I will be there as well." Tidalwaves volunteered quite willingly to go, although she looked too solemn about having to be at a meeting regarding Bloodclan. Hell, she wouldn't have gone there if it was the path to getting into Starclan. Those fox-hearted bastards had killed her best friend- no way they were getting away with that.
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[spoiler=mobile tags - last updated 7/12][justify]GENERAL
• NPC xx NPC
-Gen 1
• Female | She/Her
• Physically 21 Months | Spiritually 21 Human Years Old
• Ages on the 1st | Born April 1st
• Single | No Preference
• Warrior of Riverclan
• Mentoring Honeypaw | Mentoring Silverpaw
• Visionary | Strong | Proud | Protective | Loyalist
CURRENT APPEARANCE
• Dark Grey-Brown Domestic Medium-Hair Tabby
• Pale Blye Eyes
INTERACTION
• Physically Hard | Mentally Very Hard
• No kill, capture, or major injuries without permission
• Attack in bold white or risk being overlooked.
• Friendly or non-harmful actions may be powerplayed
HEALTH
• Physical: 100%
• Mentally: 100%
• Strength: 100%
• Speed: 100%
• Agility: 100%
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"I'll go as well" Rainfall said and she knew she had ticked off Eaglesoar before so she whispered to her so the Shadowclanners couldn't hear "I know you didn't want me to tell ShadowClan about what happened to ThunderClan but I thought if we did then they would have taken it more seriously".
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/track & incredibly late
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