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    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px]Palmer had chosen to reside in RiverClan for a few reasons. It had been close to the Loner Lands, he'd heard good things about it, and he liked the name very much. The warrior had been fond of water ever since he was a cub so of course he'd like a clan that was so focused around water that it was literally in the name. While it bugged him that he still didn't feel like a true part of the RiverClan community, he at least had the river. It was especially cold in late November, but his thick fur made the sharp chill almost unnoticeable. Maybe it wasn't advisable to swim this late in the year but regardless, the warrior waded in up to his knees, his thick tail whipping about behind him.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify] Despite it being really late in the year, she had seen quite a few people going for swims in the river. It was pretty chilly outside, and so she wondered why anyone would do so. No one had gotten hypothermia yet-knock on wood-, so she supposed that it was okay.. even if it made her skin crawl with worry. "You've got some balls to be doing that." The warrior herself couldn't find the courage nor insanity to get in the water. "I'm Homewrecker." Per usual, she was giving some immature joke or whatever before introducing herself. It was appropriate, since her first impression basically reflected who she was as a person.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=; borderwidth= 0px;width: 400px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; line-height:100%;]Not once since the pine marten had joined had Kylo touched the water. He was built for climbing trees, not swimming. His daughter, however, seemed relatively adapt with the learned ability. Despite that, he still remained rather weary whenever he sat close to the edge, watching the water lap at the shore. His tail flicked, and the cloaked Sith watched for a moment in silence as the warrior moved in the water. "How's the water?" There. He could be... Amiable.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]To swim now of all times seemed a bit idiotic in her eyes. Perhaps the leopard's fur was keeping him warm, but still ... that was like inviting death to a bubble bath or something. "Yeah, he got balls," crooned the Wraith as she approached after Kylo, taking caution not to allow herself to sink in the swamp. "Perhaps they substitute for brains? But hey, if you die out here in the water, I call dibs on your corpse. I'll resurrect you, though, free of charge."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;]Ron's face distorted when she saw Palmer in the water at knee length. She tiptoed towards the edge of the pool and dipped her front paw hesitantly. Her toes touched the surface and she quickly retracted, hissing in disgust and whipping her paw to get rid of the cold wetness. "Holy shxt!" She whisper-screamed, biting her tongue. She regretted touching the water--heh, she didn't like water in general, yet she was in RiverClan. She tolerated the water, just didn't find comfort while submerged in it like others would. "Even if he has balls they're probably going to fall off, how are you not freezing?" Ron commented, padding far from the edge of river.

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 475px]Palmer looked up Homewrecker as her voice sounded in his eardrums, an uncharacteristic, shit-eating grin lighting his features. What could he say, he just really liked water. Before he could tell Homewrecker how nice it was to meet her, his name was Palmer, Kylo, Hester, and Verona all came over, each throwing in their own two-cents as they did. "The water?" he parroted, wading in deeper until he was up to his shoulders in it. "A bit chilly, but other than that, it's pretty nice." Then came Hester, furthering Homewrecker's comments about his balls and her claim on his corpse, to which the snow leopard just shook his head. "I'll come out alive, but thank you very much, miss." Verona's retorts didn't go unnoticed, however, and to them he replied, "I just really like water. I'm Palmer, Palmer Sinclair, by the way." He figured now would be as good a time as any to introduce himself. The male made his way back towards the bank, a sharp blast of cold air hitting him as he heaved himself out of the river. He was absolutely freezing, but he still managed a small laugh. "I think that wasn't a good decision," he quipped, "but it's a decision I don't regret."


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"I love the water, too, but I'm almost positive, I'm way too lazy to actually walk out in the water like that. And I get cold so easily, I'd probably die." Mae said as she gazed over the water, her eyes sparkling with the urge to jump in but the little clouded leopard knew it wouldn't treat her kindly. She'd probably literally freeze to death if she wasn't careful, and she wasn't looking to die. She sat down among the rest of the clan and watched the male she didn't know. But he had said a name. Palmer, was it? She nodded a little, to herself, as if to solidify the information into her brain and just sat back. She didn't need to introduce herself yet, let him have his fun.


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