bleachless | open, dual-membership

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    The mysterious feline sat at the border, her small frame barely noticeable. Her black pelt blended in pretty well, though the mismatched eye colors stood out as one was a bright, ivy green and the other a soft shade of aqua. She blinked, looking for someone to attend to her as she pushed her dainty paws together. [/fancypost]


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    Aha, she knew she would find someone at the border today. The willowy femme did not have much luck yesterday, but that didn't matter, since her clanmates tended to them. She approached the stranger with a light smile, cautiously staying within a reasonable distance just so she wasn't invading their personal space or they were an enemy. They certainly didn't look like one, or smell like the Exiles, but you never know. Disguise. "Good afternoon" Caligula spoke out, straightening her posture. "What brings you to ShadowClan's territory?" she continued, meanwhile silently thinking: What fascinating eyes!


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    The corners of her dark lips faintly uplifted into a smile. She studied Caligula, blinking her eyes. "I am Finalepisode Alexandria Erebus, I'm looking for a dual-membership for here since I'm from BloodClan." Meowed the feline, flicking one of her pointed ears. She wasn't sure why she'd picked ShadowClan, but she wanted to draw away from her birth Clan. She'd miss them more than anything, but she felt as though without her father, she had no purpose being there. ShadowClan had been her mother's home, but she never met her mother anyway. [/fancypost]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -6px;][justify][size=8]"Bloodclan, well, alright then. You are definitely welcome to join since we are good allies with them." The male spoke with a heavy sigh. His eyes moved over the territory for a moment, nose wrinkling up as he made his way over. His eyes shifted over the Bloodclan as he limped his way over, before he sat down beside his apprentice. Shifting a little bit he gave a bright smile, flashing his glowing tongue a bit before he shook his head. "I'm Radioactiveplague. Nice ta meetcha."


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    Turning her head to Radioactive, she perked her ears. He was certainly something interesting to see. Being so mentally old and having been dead for so long, she hadn't grown up with all these strange powers and modifications. They were certainly intriguing. "Nice to meet you too." She responded, dipping her head politely. [/fancypost]


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]"Hello, there." Fayina greeted, tail swishing behind her as she took one look at the joiner, noticing her abnormally small stature, her heterochromic eyes. They were much like Ross's, and it interested her. "My name is Fayina, I am the Shadowkeeper here. Would you like a tour?"


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