リフレインボーイ | O , WINDCLAN NEWS

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Riverclan was a clan that he was vaguely familiar with. He couldn't say that he visited overwhelmingly often, but he had come here on occasion nevertheless. There were some familiar faces, that he'd hope to catch today, though he was unsure as to whether they'd remember him in all honesty. Nonetheless, today, he had come sporting news - and a gift basket, for the added sentiment. Cherviltea would halt by their border, aureate orbs briefly shifting towards the river, as he sucked in a breath, and repelled the memories associated with such swift movements of water from his mind.


    TAGS 05/09/2016

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 410px; font-family: arial; line-height:105%; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;]Cherviltea was one of the Windclanners that Ivylee was actually most familiar with. Him and Prague, that is. Ivy was happy to see the familiar male on their borders with gifts. Ah, were those for them? "Hey Cherviltea, good to see you here! How's Windclan doing?" the fluffy white pooch inquired with a wag of her curled tail, blinking her sapphire eyes as she looked directly at the Windclanner.


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    INFORMATION | 09/03/16

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    [justify][font=georgia]supernatural was not a great fan of the amount of traffic on their border, though at the very least she was becoming more and more used to the concept of allies. still, as someone who spent most of her life wary of stranger, wary of those around her, perhaps it wasn't unusual that she regarded even someone whose clan was loyal as someone potentially dangerous, someone who could bring pain and devastation. she never assumed someone's loyalties were true, she wouldn't assume that given what she knew about the world and how it worked.


    so instead, her suspicion thrumming through her veins as she hobbled over, she simply kept quiet and deferred to ivylee. the peppy clanner was a good way to keep attention off of her when she would rather observe strangers rather than interact with them.


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    [align=center][spoiler=tags][justify][font=georgia]GENERAL!
    ★     supernatural
    ★ female
    ★ daughter of jager x npc
    ★ two years
    ★ reluctant warrior of riverclan
    ★ single, 'divorced', no crush


    APPEARANCE!
    ★ domestic feline
    -- black fur w green eyes
    -- scar + deformation on her front left leg
    -- athletic, lean build


    PERSONALITY!
    ★ hella rude, snappy, cold, and a bit of a b*tch
    ★ seemingly loose morals, forever running from her past, emotionally distant, everyone's drunk mum
    ★ secretly sad, distrustful, loyal, family person


    INTERACTION!
    ★ physical difficult, mentally intermediate
    ★ dark green for attacks
    ★ no kill, pm for capture/injury

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Ivylee was one of said individuals, whom he happened to be familiar with. He could still recall the various occasions upon meeting her, after all, and though they didn't converse often outside of the exchange of news, per-say, a smile still illuminated his expression as she approached. "No bother! Windclan's doing alright - thanks for the help in that Boneclan raid, by the way." The collie would add. He had been posted in Scarclan during the entire mess, after all, and he truly did appreciate Riverclan's assistance in that moment of time. "I'm also here to inform you of a leadership change. Prague has resigned and, ah, I've taken up leadership in his place." There was no doubt that the news would be conflicting - it had been for him, too, after all.. However, he hoped that the shift would settle in, with time. It seemed as if another Riverclanner had approached, too, though she had opted to remain guarded and silent, though he'd offer a nod towards her nonetheless.


    TAGS 05/09/2016

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: none; width: 450px; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;]Hearing the news, Joji would fold his ears. "Oh no..." He murmured. What had happened to Praguespring? Was something wrong with him? Was he sick? Depressed?


    He then wondered how he knew about the leader in the first place and why he cared so much. They hadn't met before. They weren't even friends, right?


    Right....
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