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    She was hungry, tired, and thirsty. But most of all, she was lost. Again.


    The small pup seemed to have a knack for running off; first she'd fled Skyclan and found herself wandering for what felt like ages, and now she'd managed to lose her way while searching for her friends. I miss Oliver, she thought dolefully, sniffling. And Poe. Their disappearances had left her quite lonely; she'd had no other friends in Stormclan.


    Unaware of the fact that there was a clan living around here, Bangla yawned and plopped down just inside the border, rubbing at her droopy eyes with a forepaw. I'll just take a quick break.
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    info — updated 8/18

    Ianthe not only could hear the younger pup sit down and yawn, she also smelled the stranger's scent before she saw them. A young one, not an adult but another young one. The tiniest tug pulled her in the wrong direction emotionally, making her ask herself if the pup was here purposefully or on accident, and why. Of course, she didn't succumb to hiding in the undergrowth and observing, whether or not the adults showed up, she simply wanted to get over the old habit. Oh, but she didn't like introducing herself if she could help it, or asking the usual questions. And usually she forgot to ask if they needed anything unless they were bleeding out on the borders, in which case she would try to stop the bleeding until help arrived.


    Despite the effort to not twitch her head, to smile, and to appear friendly, none of that came to be as she approached. She had gotten over a migraine a few hours ago, completely beside the point but still one valid reason. It wasn't like the pup was deep into the territory, but her wariness wouldn't leave nonetheless. "Hello." She said, limping to a stop and tilting her head. "What brings you to SolsticeClan territory? Do you need some food or water or something?"

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    She started when a voice suddenly rang out, and upon glancing sharply upward she saw a young vixen standing before her. The face staring back at her didn't seem all too genial, but at least she wasn't being mean like that nasty old Skyclan deputy. The memory of him – Fadingdaylight was his name, she was pretty sure – gave her that feeling of butterflies in her tummy, so quickly she tried (unsuccessfully) to push it out of her mind before offering an explanation for her presence.


    "I'm… I'm lost…" the tawny canine mumbled dejectedly, frowning. "Yes please, that would be nice." She seemed to have forgotten to specify what exactly she desired, though to be honest both would have been amazing.
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    info — updated 8/18

    "Well..where do you come from? And what's your name?" Ianthe flattened her ears, but she tried to look more friendly in her appearance as she shifted backward slightly on her haunches. She'd not bothered with the name at first because she, again, wanted to avoid introductions, but seeing as it wouldn't be appropriate not to, she just went out with it. "I'm Ianthe, by the way. You could come to the camp for a little while and rest if you want to." If this was an adult she was talking to, this conversation might be different. But this was someone around her age from the looks of it. She could handle that, right?

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    Steelblues had very rarely gotten lost, but when he did he almost always found his way back home without help. He understood how some couldn't but he himself had never been in a situation like that. Stepping up beside Ianthe came the young male, he was large and had a rough looking facial look. He looked angry, hostile and almost as if he was ready to attack at any given moment. He had a not so noticeable jaw line and his nose rested a little lower on his face and too a tilt due to breaks in it. He had no eyebrows, being a cat, and his facial whiskers were short and remained in moving. His fur looked wired due to not grooming it on the particular day, and even when he did not much could soften his short coat. He had grey eyes, cold and bottomless. When he looked at you with those eyes you knew you were being stared at by someone who had practiced with showing no emotion. And probably most noticible of it all was the scars that laced not only his face but also his muscular and rather tall body.


    Scars lined his face at random, probably ten or fifteen. Some were short and some were long, some zigzagged and some were clean cut. Some were thick and others were thin but they all shared one thing in common... Where it had scarred it was pink and with no fur growing over it. If you looked at his pelt you would see tons of other scars, these longer and deeper. His shoulders contained the most massive of the scars as did his upper arm, it looked like he had been cut and gripped by the paws of a bear which he had happened to him a while back whenever himself, Hop, Ianthe, and Renegade got attacked. Also Lucky, but he wasn't around anymore nor was the former leader, Hop. He had scars along his legs and his paws - but most surprisingly he had one or two on his tail. One could wonder how he managed to get so many scars but if you asked him, he probably wouldn't answer you. Ianthe knew more about him than anyone, so if anyone had questions it always seemed best to go to his apprentice.


    White gold was the leader now, due to hop being demoted recently. Due to this activity had been picking up like crazy which was a great thing. The ranks were being filled, most all but heir, and everything was going great. Even titles were being given out! The new things going on we're great and promoting activity. Hopefully the mass clan plot would do the same. To see another joiner was wonderful, it meant more activity and that person could easily get promoted. In hops reign he had taken a month and a half to be finally promoted despite being active around the clan and such, it was only when Whitegold promoted him when she stepped up next to Hop as leader (before she was fully demoted) he received his third promotion. He had been promoted twice in two other clans but that was a story for another day - those days seemed to be gone. And surprise surprise he had gotten to those two clans by getting lost. It was kind of the same with Solsticeclan too. He had known he wanted to join a clan but it was by chance he ended up in this one.


    Enough about him! The full blooded Russian blue looked to The three month old female. "Hey kid, I'm Steelblues. You alright?" he asked trying his best to be social. After all, he liked kittens and he hated to see them hurt or in any sort of danger. Poor kid was lost, he felt bad for her. Did she have parents around in another clan? "Did you get lost from a different clan? If so what was the name?" he asked the kitten, offering her the best grin he could manage.


    [/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe #steelcorruption [/size]


    [Spoiler=tags (updated 8.12.16)][align=left][font=times new roman]RECENT EVENTS:
    promoted to jupiter ; began doing drugs


    GENERAL:
    ★ steelblues xerses-praelium
    ★ steels, steel, blues, blue
    ★ male
    ★ identified as male he/him
    ★ eighteen months
    ★ solsticeclan
    ★ jupiter of solsticeclan (HP)
    ★ former third of the rift (SHP)
    ★ former head of the royal guards in le harve (HP)
    ★ addicted to drugs (mephedrone)
    ★ all opinions in character


    PHYSICAL:
    ★ battle scarred russian blue
    ★ other bodies tbd
    ★ grey eyes
    ★ very muscular and tall
    ★ looks intimidating


    INTERACTION:
    ★ all free powers
    ★ elemental earth
    ★ specialized in conjuring and elemental earth
    ★ physically extream
    ★ mentally hard
    ★ attack in bolded steelblue
    ★ no kill, maim, or capture
    ★ ages semi realistically and basically whenever I want


    HEALTH STATUS:
    ★ very minimal hearing in right ear
    ★ terrible night vision
    ★ physically healthy
    ★ mentally unstable (via. Anger issues)
    ★ slightly suicidal
    ★ addicted to the drug mephedrone
    ★ other


    PERSONALITY:
    ★ violent and extreme anger issues
    ★ streetsmart
    ★ incredibly loyal and deep down kind
    ★ introverted and hates talking
    ★ intelligent yet narrow minded
    ★ missunderstood


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ RELATIONS (XERSES)
    ★ RELATIONS (PRAELIUM)
    ★ cousin to oreo
    ★ heterosexual
    ★ single


    [color=steelblue]OTHER:
    ★ highly based off of ronnie radke from falling in reverse. REFRENCES (CLICK)
    ★ face claim Ronnie Radke
    ★ voice claim Ronnie Radke
    ~ ~ ~
    [size=6pt]★ THEME "HEATHENS"
    ★ THEME SONG "ALONE"
    ★ THEME SONG "THE WESTERNER"[/size]

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    She parted her jaws to speak, but before she could get a single word out she looked up to see a large tomcat looming over her. Bangla's luminescent eyes stretched wide as she took in the sight of him: scarred, huge, and angry-looking. The pup had seemingly lost her voice – all she could do was gape at the intimidating feline and wonder if he was about to eat her or something.


    And then he was introducing himself, offering smiles and kind words. He seemed genuinely concerned, to which she found herself shocked. "I… uh, um, I'm… I'm fine," she stammered, glancing back and forth between the two Solsticeclanners like a fool. Darn, she'd thought she'd gotten rid of her stutter, but it always seemed to return when she got nervous. Nobody in Stormclan had seemed to mind it, however, so hopefully these two wouldn't be bothered. "Bangla. That's… that's my, uh, my name. I'm from, from, Stormclan. Well… not, not anymore." Was there really any point in going back? Her only friends had been Poe and Oliver, anyway, and she really did want to find them. But when Ianthe offered her a place in their camp for a while, she could hardly resist.


    And besides, how was a weak little pup who could barely walk without tripping going to go back out on her own and hope to survive? She needed some time to grow stronger. "Can I please stay, stay the night?"
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    info — updated 8/18

    Ianthe had stuttered off and on too when she'd been nervous, and she'd been two moons old at the time, trying to get to know her clanmates in the absence of her family. The stuttering had eventually gone away, and the last time she'd stuttered had been in the Exiles, namely because her mind couldn't comprehend or keep everything together a lot of the time. And the pup's name was Bangla, from StormClan. Had Bangla grown up in StormClan this far? Not the right question right now. She didn't think that the pup would want to talk about the past; most didn't in her own experience. "Welcome to SolsticeClan, Bangla. I'm pretty sure you can stay as long as you like, if you want to." She said, growing less weary with the time she spent talking. Her head wasn't hurting, either.

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    A look of relief crept onto her face at Ianthe's approval, and she smiled slightly. After her experience with Skyclan, it was always comforting to know that not everyone thought of her as traitorous for being halfblooded and would accept her into their clan with open arms. What sucked even more was that she didn't even know who was responsible for her – the only parent of hers that she knew of was Dragonfly, who she had never seen in Skyclan despite the fact that he lived there, and while she was pretty sure her mother had dropped her off she could hardly remember what they looked like. All she could recall was a soft red glow.


    "Thank you," she murmured wearily.
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    info — updated 8/20

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    Well, they had a new member of the clan! A smile coursed his face slightly despite the way this all happened. He felt sorry for the girl getting lost and such but he knew that this was for the best, Solsticeclan would treat her well and in time he was positive she would become a great member who may even some day yield a high position and make the clan a better place. The possibilities were endless. "Welcome to the clan then. Are you hungry, thirsty or anything?" he asked


    [/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe #steelcorruption [/size]


    [Spoiler=tags (updated 8.12.16)][align=left][font=times new roman]RECENT EVENTS:
    promoted to jupiter ; began doing drugs


    GENERAL:
    ★ steelblues xerses-praelium
    ★ steels, steel, blues, blue
    ★ male
    ★ identified as male he/him
    ★ eighteen months
    ★ solsticeclan
    ★ jupiter of solsticeclan (HP)
    ★ former third of the rift (SHP)
    ★ former head of the royal guards in le harve (HP)
    ★ addicted to drugs (mephedrone)
    ★ all opinions in character


    PHYSICAL:
    ★ battle scarred russian blue
    ★ other bodies tbd
    ★ grey eyes
    ★ very muscular and tall
    ★ looks intimidating


    INTERACTION:
    ★ all free powers
    ★ elemental earth
    ★ specialized in conjuring and elemental earth
    ★ physically extream
    ★ mentally hard
    ★ attack in bolded steelblue
    ★ no kill, maim, or capture
    ★ ages semi realistically and basically whenever I want


    HEALTH STATUS:
    ★ very minimal hearing in right ear
    ★ terrible night vision
    ★ physically healthy
    ★ mentally unstable (via. Anger issues)
    ★ slightly suicidal
    ★ addicted to the drug mephedrone
    ★ other


    PERSONALITY:
    ★ violent and extreme anger issues
    ★ streetsmart
    ★ incredibly loyal and deep down kind
    ★ introverted and hates talking
    ★ intelligent yet narrow minded
    ★ missunderstood


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ RELATIONS (XERSES)
    ★ RELATIONS (PRAELIUM)
    ★ cousin to oreo
    ★ heterosexual
    ★ single


    [color=steelblue]OTHER:
    ★ highly based off of ronnie radke from falling in reverse. REFRENCES (CLICK)
    ★ face claim Ronnie Radke
    ★ voice claim Ronnie Radke
    ~ ~ ~
    [size=6pt]★ THEME "HEATHENS"
    ★ THEME SONG "ALONE"
    ★ THEME SONG "THE WESTERNER"[/size]

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    As Steelblues spoke, the tawny mutt made sure to stare straight into his ashen eyes so she wouldn't have to look at his scars. As intimidating as his gaze was, it was still better than having to see such mutilated flesh. "Thirsty," she replied immediately. While she could just have easily had something to eat and drink, the latter was her main priority – her throat was painfully dry. Absently, she swiped her little pink tongue over her lips. "Is there a, a stream around… around here or, or anything?"
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    info — updated 8/20

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    The multiple voices in the air had caught the demon's attention and paused in his tracks, black ears twitching and swiveling around. It didn't take too long before he pinned the location where the others were and ambled on over with a yawn. There was nothing to do besides the usual duties and such, so this will be exciting. Hopefully. The ocelot's paws took their sweet time to arrive at the seen and let his black and turquoise eyes scan all over them before falling onto the pup. A grin appeared on his face and listened as she asked for water, and turned around to leave before coming back minutes later. Carefully holding the wooden bowl in his jaws, the demon placed it in front of Bangla, making sure none of the water spilled out, or at least, very little. "There you go! No need to look for a stream. Welcome to SolsticeClan, name's Deadboy~" the short wildcat smiled.
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    info

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    The pup's glowing eyes lit up further at the sight of the water. Gratefully, she stooped down and began lapping greedily it, relishing the feeling of the cool liquid running down her throat. She drank quickly and messily, and by the time the bowl was empty her muzzle was drenched. "Thank you so much," she said upon lifting her head. "That's a… sad name." Bangla frowned, though she meant it sympathetically, rather than derisively.
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    info — updated 8/20

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    Oh look and there was Deadboy. The male rolled his eyes slightly upon the males sudden entrance. Him and Deadboy seemed to be on better terms since his arrival in Solsticeclan again. Before Deadboy left the clan Steelblues had really not liked the other at all. He couldn't quite remember now why that was but he did know that it was due to the mass amount of talking he did as well as some of the remarks he made from time to time. Since his returning Steelblues had gotten along with him fairly well being because he had come to the realization that the two were similar In a lot of ways, but in the areas they were different they were very different. Just because Deadboy was outspoken didn't give him a real reason not to like the wild feline. Steelblues really didn't like anyone but he was casually working on it.


    With his grey eyes the male would scan the child who had been offered water. He smiled slightly at knowing her needs were being met. It wasn't a real reason to smile he knew, but Steelblues had always had a soft spot for children in the way he wanted to teach them life lessons so they grew up not to make the same mistakes he had, and continued to, make. He liked watching children grow and form into adults and knowing that a new healthy member of the clan was being added made him happy. And for those who knew the Russian Blue, he was very rarely happy or smiling unless he was around Skeletonbride, Ianthe, or Royalguard. "Stealing my thunder again are we, Deadboy?" he asked, half joking, half not. He really didn't care and it was meant to be a joke but it came out in an asshole sort of way. Oops.


    [/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe #steelcorruption [/size]


    [Spoiler=tags (updated 8.12.16)][align=left][font=times new roman]RECENT EVENTS:
    promoted to jupiter ; began doing drugs


    GENERAL:
    ★ steelblues xerses-praelium
    ★ steels, steel, blues, blue
    ★ male
    ★ identified as male he/him
    ★ eighteen months
    ★ solsticeclan
    ★ jupiter of solsticeclan (HP)
    ★ former third of the rift (SHP)
    ★ former head of the royal guards in le harve (HP)
    ★ addicted to drugs (mephedrone)
    ★ all opinions in character


    PHYSICAL:
    ★ battle scarred russian blue
    ★ other bodies tbd
    ★ grey eyes
    ★ very muscular and tall
    ★ looks intimidating


    INTERACTION:
    ★ all free powers
    ★ elemental earth
    ★ specialized in conjuring and elemental earth
    ★ physically extream
    ★ mentally hard
    ★ attack in bolded steelblue
    ★ no kill, maim, or capture
    ★ ages semi realistically and basically whenever I want


    HEALTH STATUS:
    ★ very minimal hearing in right ear
    ★ terrible night vision
    ★ physically healthy
    ★ mentally unstable (via. Anger issues)
    ★ slightly suicidal
    ★ addicted to the drug mephedrone
    ★ other


    PERSONALITY:
    ★ violent and extreme anger issues
    ★ streetsmart
    ★ incredibly loyal and deep down kind
    ★ introverted and hates talking
    ★ intelligent yet narrow minded
    ★ missunderstood


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ RELATIONS (XERSES)
    ★ RELATIONS (PRAELIUM)
    ★ cousin to oreo
    ★ heterosexual
    ★ single


    [color=steelblue]OTHER:
    ★ highly based off of ronnie radke from falling in reverse. REFRENCES (CLICK)
    ★ face claim Ronnie Radke
    ★ voice claim Ronnie Radke
    ~ ~ ~
    [size=6pt]★ THEME "HEATHENS"
    ★ THEME SONG "ALONE"
    ★ THEME SONG "THE WESTERNER"[/size]

    Ianthe felt a smirk creeping into her features at the little bits of conversation that seemed to be starting up between Steelblues and Deadboy. At least everyone was welcoming to Bangla and tending to her needs. Imminently, she saw no need or want to say anything further, though she did appear much more relaxed than usual. Bangla was welcome to stay here, and no doubt lay in her mind that the pup would be taken of and watched out for. She didn't trust many, not even the seemingly innocent Bangla, but that didn't mean she couldn't try to be nice or friendly. She could be friendly, and nice, it just took more effort out of her than she cared to admit.