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  • [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:425px;text-align:justify;font-size:10pt;line-height:1.5;][font=timesnewroman]"I'm l-looking for a few volunteers t-to visit our five allies: BlizzardClan, LithiumClan, RiverClan, SunClan, a-and the Blackheart Rogues," announced Praguespring, standing at the centre of the WindClan village on the stage where he and many other previous WindClan leaders had addressed the clan. "I w-want these volunteers t-to invite our allies t-to WindClan's blind-dating event. Make s-sure to include t-the link to t-the event in your invitation, the fact that t-the event is also o-open to those w-who are disinterested in a r-romantic date b-but would like to make n-new friends or acquaintances, and also t-the fact that participants c-could earn a badge." Pointing his muzzle to the five woven baskets beside him, the WindClan leader added, "Take t-these baskets of flowers w-with you too and r-remember to be o-on your best behaviour - don't j-just drop off a-an invitation and basket a-and run away, make s-sure you directly s-speak to one of their members b-before returning to WindClan." Nothing felt more impersonal than finding a gift basket or an invitation alone at the borders simply because the deliverer hadn't felt that it was worth their time to linger. "Just s-state which ally y-you'll go t-to and be on your way, you can also go in pairs a-as well if you'd like."


    Here is the link to the blind-dating event.


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    "I could take BlizzardClan." The canine would be lying to say that he wasn't curious about them. After all, they lived on floating islands? You can't get more interesting than that. Perhaps showing up and inviting them to a dating event wasn't the best way to get to know them, but it was a start. That, and they would be showing up for the actual event, or at least they had an opportunity to. Now, was Win going to participate? He wasn't social or interested in people as a whole, yet perhaps he wouldn't mind talking a little bit.


    / mobile + busy
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  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]"I'll take Riverclan!" Cherviltea would add, approaching shortly after Darkknight. He would have taken Sunclan, but he happened to be ambassador of the aforementioned, and therefore, whilst he found quite a few people there to be somewhat of a familiar face, he did figure that it'd be best to visit other allies in the meanwhile, whilst giving a few other individuals to visit Sunclan territory, and get to know a few of the people there too. That, and Sunclan would probably get fed-up with seeing the same face representing Windclan each time, in truth.


  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 450px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt;][justify]The petite dappled sorrel brown form of San appeared after Cherviltea, her lime mint green gaze flickering briefly towards the others before going to brush against the border collie, her solemn expression slipping off for a moment before the coffee colored savannah then turned to dip her speckled head briefly towards her mentor as she murmured "I can go to Sunclan..." The nimble female wasn't in her highest of spirits due to the death of her son and the depression after giving birth beginning to affect her on a heavy note. However, she needed a breath of fresh air and perhaps she could somehow relax without having to think about the current events.


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    [hr][align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][spoiler=TAGS — UPDATED AUGUST 15, 2016][justify]general information —
    sanctified(paw)+(taboo) mononoke
    reincarnation of wednesday hayate
    daughter of wingstar & fireflyspark
    prefers to be called simply "san"
    female | 10 months | D.O.B: sep 01
    taken | dating cherviltea
    savannah feline ( ref I & ref II ) | unknown sexuality
    windclan advisor of warfare & apprentice
    ambassador for lithiumclan/windclan alliance
    espionage spy for windclan
    mentored by praguespring
    ages one month = every 350 post milestone
    based off san from princess mononoke


    current event information —
    struggling to be a mother & postpartum depression
    comfortable at being touched only by cherviltea
    grows anxious around children & males


    confrontation information —
    extreme physical difficulty
    medium mental difficulty
    attack in BOLDED LIMEGREEN
    no killing nor capturing without given permission
    can powerplay peaceful actions if needed


    power information —
    teleportation power (mastered)
    ability to take away pain (mastered)
    manipulation of molecules (untrained)
    shape-shifting (semi-trained)
    flower prints (mastered)
    telekinesis (untrained)
    invisibility (mastered)
    fire elemental pelt (lights up when adrenaline kicks in)
    fire power control (semi-trained)


    personal information —
    can see a wolf spirit named Moro (will speak to her in thoughts) due to only being heard in san's mind but it is rare. has multiple numberless amounts of kodamas (forest spirits) that follow her here and there, everyone can see them. san's appearance is an unusually short beautiful streamlined light-framed coffee brown savannah with emerald green eyes with accessories that include the following: red tribal markings, a dagger necklace that cherviltea gave her, two arm bracelets on her front legs, a wolf teeth necklace (only during special events), and war mask (only to battles) along with thin oval-shaped white earrings. she has claw marked scars on each hip along with having a small hole in the middle of her right ear. her personality usually revolves around these ten qualities: determined, fierce, independent, has trust issues, nature-loving, protective, internally conflicted, stubborn, slightly paranoid, and instinctive.


    other links —
    plot thread | playlist | biography

  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]"LithiumClan," Edward offered in a rushed post as he trotted up.
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  • [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:425px;text-align:justify;font-size:10pt;line-height:1.5;][font=timesnewroman]This left only the Blackheart Rogues. "If n-no one else t-takes the Blackheart Rogues in a d-day or two, I'll v-visit them myself," the WindClan leader decided. But for now, he wanted to give the opportunity to someone else who might not have yet visited WindClan's fifth ally. Looking over to the volunteers, he added, not as a threat but a heads up, "If y-you volunteered for an a-ally and don't finish d-delivering your invitation, I w-will find out."


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]Lucy padded over and figured it was time she did something other than collect herbs, heal, and sort herbs. The cub looked at Prague with hopeful, albeit tired, eyes. 'I will take. Blackheart Rogues.' She had never really heard of them before, but she had only heard of Windclan, Boneclan, and the Exiles so it was understandable.


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:10px;line-height:1.5]#8F75C3 for speaking
    "I'll go along with you Lucy," murmured the albino wolf softly as she trotted over to the group of her clanmates, her golden optics falling on Praguespring before moving to rest on the little medic, "If you don't mind, that is." After all, she was the ambassador to the Blackheart Rogues, something that seemed to be taking a backseat in Windclan.
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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]Lucy looked at the wolf and smiled, happy that she offered to come along. After all, the cub was a bit nervous to go alone despite having gone to Stormclan alone before.


    //bhr thread here ya go monster


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