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    [font=arial]dressed in furs jutos!


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 300px; color: white; text-align: justify;][size=8][font=arial]"So here's the deal-io, guys. I'm gonna leave if that's alright with y'all and I'll visit from time to time. Hope you can respect that and if I get any shit then I don't think I'll be back here anytime soon." She smiled while facing the group's side of the border. She was sure they'd be fine with it but there could always be those few stragglers that were against it. They hardly knew her and she hardly knew them so she felt it would not make a huge impact either way.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-bottom: 9px solid white; width: 300px;][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -16px;][size=7pt]RED ROSES AND CHAMPAGNE, IT WAS RIGHT UP THERE WITH TWAIN[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    TAKE US DOWN AND WE KEEP TRYING
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    horizon had never spoken to breeze's daughter, considering he hardly saw her around camp. the serval was napping in one of the savanna trees when he awoke to dressed in furs words. leaving? hm. could you blame her? as much as he loved summertribe, it was a sleepy place and didn't have much connection with the other clans. in a way, he envied her. horizon always daydreamed about traveling the lands and meeting new cats in different groups, but he hadn't ever dreamed of leaving for good.
    the cub didn't speak as he surveyed the addax. it wasn't his place. he remained on his tree perch, keeping a sleepy eye on her as he waited for wakingsun or maybe even her father to arrive.
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    INFORMATION - AS OF 11/16

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; text-align: left; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 1px]"Goodluck," Forgotten Tune of the Lark at Dawn would muse as he padded up next to
    Horizon, though the male tripped halfway and only just managed to catch himself. The silver tabby would flick his tail thoughtfully, though all he said was 'goodluck'. The Star Teller to-be would blink his sightless eyes and flick his tail tip against the ground.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -6px;][justify]Breeze that Blows Through Prairie's ears perked up as he heard his adoptive daughter by the name of Furs announcing that she was leaving. Why? What was wrong with the clan? It made him a little sad, he didn't want to see one of his daughters leaving the clan. Though, she did promise to visit, her promise rang hollow in his head.


    "Furs.." He frowned, biting his lip as he gave a small glare to the fem. "Why would you want to leave your family? Are we not enough for you?" The many claw then questioned, feeling quite a bit of anger and desperation growing in his chest. What had he even done wrong? He tried his hardest, was that not good enough for his daughter? "I thought you would have actually cared about your adoptive family.." Breeze somewhat pleaded, a slight edge to his tone as he spoke.
    The bobcat looked down at Thinice, frowning quite a bit. Even she was upset about this. Have I done something wrong as a father?
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 300px; color: white; text-align: justify;][size=8][font=arial]"Naw, dad, that's not it. I just wanna see what's out there, y'know? Get to know the other places first before I decide what clan I wanna stick to. It's nothing personal." He was pretty pissed about this as was her half-sibling, she thought. Honestly, she had no idea who was related and who wasn't. It was a little sad if she was being truthful with herself. She had not been too social as of late what with interesting herself with different group ideas and what not. Her mind had one track and her train of thought would only dare run that line then switch to another. "I do, dad. I really do. I know there's a bunch'a people who don't have families like us, all tight-knit and stuff, and I'm pretty thankful to have one due ta that. But I just wanted to look around. Won't be for too long, I don't think." Internally, she thought that it might as well be though her face did not give that notion away.


    She turned again to the woods. It'd be exciting to break away then and go off without another word but she knew it would be devastating for her adoptive father if she were to do so. "I'll be back. I swear."[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-bottom: 9px solid white; width: 300px;][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -16px;][size=7pt]RED ROSES AND CHAMPAGNE, IT WAS RIGHT UP THERE WITH TWAIN[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -6px;][justify]Breeze bit down on his lip as he listened to Fur's explanation. Though it did answer his questions, the many claw couldn't help but feel like he had done something wrong. He wanted to beg his daughter to stay, but he knew that his words would have no meaning for her and that the male would be unable to persuade her to stay. "Okay..." Breeze breathed with a heavy sigh as he watched Dressed in Furs leave the camp.
    The bobcat sat down and aimed to pull Thinice closer to him to try and comfort her and himself.
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