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    The border collie sat on the border, white cloak drawn around his shoulders. His gold eyes strayed around the territory, his head tilting slightly. The corporal was curious about this place, as he'd never been here before. Actually, he'd never really left Darkclan territory before.

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    Holston had been alerted by the presence of the DarkClanner by a foreign scent on the border. Whilst Hemlock could not admit to wanderlust, the story was an entirely different scenario for the phantom. In fact, it was hard to fight off his sense of adventure. But, if he continued to keep departing, what were the remnant hopes of him finding his lost blood?


    Striding over towards the collie, the lion appraised Hemlock with a nod and a silent stare. He would not voice anything, as of yet. There was no need. The DarkClanner did not look stupid; he would get the point to introduce himself and his coinciding business on their borders. He would need Dayne soon, however, if no others appeared alongside him. The polecat who was currently in a peaceful slumber between the lion's shoulder blades.


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    [justify]Has a polecat companion named Dayne who speaks for him through a character bond.
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    Hemlock glanced at the male, his head tilting. He hadn't seen many lions. Oh, onto business. "Oh, I'm Hemlock of Darkclan. I was wondering if your clan would be interested in a member exchange." he explained, giving a crooked grin. He was really actually looking forward to the exchange if Boneclan agreed. He'd need to tell Gilbert later that he was interested in participating himself.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][size=8]Reyna stepped up beside the mute lion, saving him from having to wake his polecat companion. She blinked down at the Darkclanner, feeling a slight ache of nostagia. Border collies always reminded her of her old friend Christian, who was now long gone. But she mentally shook herself out on the past, head cocked to the side slightly as she considered his offer. She had some misgivings about letting some of their members go, when they had so little strength already and Windclan stepping up their raids against them. But if they had some of Darkclan's members in return, that shouldn't be a problem. She remembered that they had done something like this is the past, and it had been nice seeing their allies around camp. She quite liked Darkclan - it would be good to bring them closer together with something like this. "Unless our leader tells me he has a problem with it, we're in," the deputy answered.


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    Hemlock smiled. "Great! After I work the details out with my superior I'll head back over and we can work out the dates and what members." he told her with a nod.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][size=8]Reyma gave a small nod. "Excellent," she said, "I'll speak to you again then."


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    "I'll participate," the hyena drawled sarcastically, grin plastered on his maw as he padded closer. How would a member exchange work for him? Who knew? It wasn't an event he could really take part in this time around.
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    tags (07/09/16)