DUN, DUN, DUN, DUN [o, at border]

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    He would have to put Lord Vader back in his place. Surely, not that much had changed in all this time. This... army, would have to be put away. Lord Vader was no good at being an Emperor or a chessmaster- Vader would be too busy running around and helping others. Took things into his own hands too much.
    But it was fine. He'd fix it.


    The leopard growled under his throat, moving, and letting the scents of a border waft his nose. The Emperor repressed into his alter ego, the frail old leopard with shaking paws. His head lifted slightly, sulfuric yellow eyes casting over the land, and waited.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]— Elders were a rarity nowadays, it seemed. Edward could only guess why - few people lived long enough to see old age. Clans were harsh environments; it was just the grim truth, something he sort of wished he could change. The short-statured young tom had been out on a solo patrol when the taller form of The Emperor came into view. Curious, he slowed before coming to a halt, golden eyes flashing up towards him. Huh. This guy looked... well, like he was about to be blown away by the wind. At the same time, Ed was getting some weird vibes from him. It was hard to explain; just that natural instinct that was acting up all of a sudden. He ignored it. "Hello. Name and business with RiverClan, guy?"
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    limbs vaugly trembling he made his approach nervously, feeling honestly threatened by the other male he slinked and sat awkwardly behind edward, in a somewhat selfish gesture of self preservation. wide yellow orbs darting from the stranger to the ground. he couldn't say he's specifically talked with edward but he'd certainly seen him about.




    he didn't know what it was but he was not in a good state recently, the shaking was certainly something the anxious wildcat had ever experienced before. sweater had never really considered himself a shy person, but if all his paranoia was stripped away it was probably all he had going for him really. observing the stranger through rapid glances he couldn't help but feel intinidated. he hadn't been going out much recently, so perhaps something like this could remedy his problems.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Seeing as to how one of her clanmates already greeted the dude on the other side of the border, Mae merely needed to stay quiet and wait for her chance to speak. Without being repetitive and annoying. She sat down beside Sweater and twitched an ear as she watched the stranger, her golden eyes intent and a little curious. Visitors were always interesting to her.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px]A disturbance in the Force. That's what brought Luke Skywalker to the border where his fellow clanmates gathered - just as when his father had visited not too long ago. He was hesitant to approach, but did so anyway. Quietly. He stood behind Sweater and Sylmae, watching the frail old leopard over them with a suspicious stare.



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup came next, seemingly appearing out of thin air beside Edward. Her pink and yellow eyes widened to the size of saucers at his intimidating appearance. "So cool..." She whispered under her breath at the stark contrast of the yellow eyes on the black pelt. She didn't say much else, as everyone seemed to be cautious, but continued to look on in awe.


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    "I need directions." He mentioned, looking about them. "Will you help a poor old man find his friend?"
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