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    She had heard many things about these so-called clans, and to be personally investigating them at long last was quite satisfying. What was so special about them? How come every loner she had stumbled across had either amazing things to say or awful, with no in between? They were saviours, some had said. They were monsters, claimed others. Nui had laughed both responses off, because both were equally ridiculous in her mind.


    Even so, the eccentricity of these groups of creatures was too tempting for her to resist, and the petite molly found herself drawing nearer to what she could only assume was the edge of conquered land; the scent line was impossible to miss. How curious, their method of keeping intruders out! Though she doubted it was really all that effective; what good could some piss really do?


    A broad smile graced the maw of dainty little Nui Harime as she came to a halt at the border, gazing curiously out into the territory through her single good eye, wondering whether this would be worth her while.


    "Helloooo? Anyone home?" she called out, leaning forward slightly.


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    apprentice | male | riverclan | [abbr=easy, closed for death or kidnapping, paranoid,]battle tags[/abbr][/fancypost]    		 [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 310px; width: 300px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 4px; overflow: auto; margin-left: -140px; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]
    with a low laying gait the golden asian wilfcat approched, luminous yellow eyes darting up to the stranger and down to the ground mainly covered in foliage, his form was tense, thin shoulders hunch in what could only be described as a protective manner. he was almost the embodimwnt of paranoia body abdoment of any such confidence. nervously swiping a raspberry pink tounge around rather dry lips he asked what was regarded as the normal question to ask those at the border. "w-what's your buisness with riverclan?"




    it was almost whispered out shyly, he needed to build his confidence up again - recently it had taken a hit. through the quick glimpses he had gathered from the strange feline. if anything to sweater she appeared very confident, damn, that made him envious. those that could speak so easily and loudly. that type of confidence didn't come easily to the skinny apprentice.
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    "I'll Always Be There
    To Pick You Up When You Fall"

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    And Have A Little Faith In Me"

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    Freckledmessiah would approach the scene slowly, his body aching from his recent wounds. He was exhausted from pretty much everything but as he saw Sweater and a stranger down by the border he mustered up a friendly smile regardless of the protest of his facial muscles. Drawing closer he would then sit himself down and examine the newcomer with curiosity.




    "What they said, but also do you have a name?"
    The Advisor would inquire as he patiently awaited a response.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#899e9e; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify]Ryu didn't have a reason to speak up, since Freckledmessiah and Sweater had already done their part in questioning the femme at their border. He still approached though, as cautious as ever, his misted blue gaze sticking to the ground as he wandered forth until he came to a halt on the other side of Freckles. He wore a warm smile upon his face, though it was quickly fleeting as he turned his head down once more and gave a shudder. "H-Hi..." Was all he could offer for now as he stood there, shuffling his paws almost constantly while waiting for Nui to answer their inquiries.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#707f7f; width: 470px; height; 10px; borderwidth=0px][sub][align=center][size=7pt]And in the end, I have the urge to hear a person speak — "I am so very weak."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Another new person? Patchworkpup's tail wagged furiously as she came up to the scene, greeting everyone else before returning the the newcomer. "Hi there! I'm Patchworkpup, pleasure to meet you! I really like your bow! I have a pink ribbon around my neck with a bow on it! See!" The snowy wolf-fox hybrid gestured to her own ribbon before plopping down and waiting for her new friend to say something nice back.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Hughes was happy to be around others after his other parent's leave. He wasn't sure if he wanted to see him again, as petty as it was, but he was hurt by Samuel's actions. He trotted up to the scene, trying to hop up against Freckle's back and peering over to the new face, obviously not very mindful of his father's injuries. But he was the strongest male he'd ever met, in his young mind. As for the new-comer, they were all pretty new to him, really. He had seen the rest around camp, though, but this one he hadn't. "Hi! I'm Maes, but you can call me Hughes. I like your bow, too!" he piped up, grinning. He liked both of their bows.
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    "Oh, that was quick!" she chirped appreciatively, perking up upon catching sight of the first feline to approach her. "And here I was, wondering if I was in the right place." Her intense blue gaze never left his face as he drew nearer. Why did he seem so tense? Certainly not because of her? She hoped not; that would just be sad, honestly. "Aw, what's the matter? I don't bite, I promise!" Though her brow was furrowed, the bright smile remained on her face. And then she fell silent, listening to his words. Riverclan, hm? "I'd like to join your clan!"


    And then she turned to Freckledmessiah, her attention instantly caught by his wounds. How ugly! The only sign of her distaste was the brief falter in her smile, but it returned to normal as quickly as it had changed. But once he had spoken, she quirked a brow and nodded. "Of course I have a name, silly! I'm Nui Harime."


    Three more arrived as she addressed the labrador, all taking their turns to speak. Nui spun to face them and giggled. "Hi there! Nice to meet you, too! Thank you both! I made it myself." And then she stooped lower to get a better look at Patchworkpup's accessory. "It's so cute!" Not as cute as her own, of course, but still.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:420px;text-align:justify;font-size:12px;line-height:1.5;color:#ecbfec][font=trebuchet ms]✧ Another joiner, eh? The thought made Enny rather happy, and she quickly made her way over, a small smile on her face as she joined her clanmates. Having new members still flowing in gave the child a warm feeling, and she was more than eager to greet them all. "H-Hello and welcome to Riverclan! Im Endlesskit, but you c-can call me Enny!" She mused brightly, flicking an ear in silent greeting to the rest of the group surrounding them.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#afafaf; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify]"Nui-chan..." He murmured, mostly to himself so that he could remember her name for later. Ryūsaki would smile a little more now as he lifted his head. He was happy that RiverClan was getting another person to join their clan, it was always a good thing to know that the clan was steadily expanding and becoming bigger and filled with more people. It just meant... he had to do more to get to know them that made him a little uncomfortable. He wasn't the best when it came to talking to people. Ryūsaki would dip his head slightly. "We-Welcome to RiverClan, Nui. I-I really hope you like it here in, uhm... R-RiverClan. I'm Ryūsaki Ikurusaba." He introduced himself shyly, his paw now having found an object to play with: a small, crisp brown leaf.

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#999999; width: 470px; height; 10px; borderwidth=0px][sub][align=center][size=7pt][color=#ffffff]And in the end, I have the urge to hear a person speak — "I am so very weak."
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    "Well, welcome to RiverClan then!" Octoberkit declared as he stepped forward. He offered a bright smile toward the newcomer, Nui Harime? That was a nice name. Interesting, unique, and not something he'd heard before. It was sort of like his name - he'd never met another Octoberkit. But there was so many common names around that he could probably rattle off a few. There were also a lot of unique names in RiverClan though. "Can I get you anything to drink or eat, Nui? My name is Octoberkit, by the by!"

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    Wow, there really were a lot of children here, huh? Not that she really minded, though they could be awfully boring at times; who wanted to hold a conversation with a little kid? Who even could? To truly adore and fawn over youngsters was a trait that had always bemused her. But then again, she had never been able to care for anyone very strongly (though it wasn't like she'd ever had the opportunity to).


    As they all parroted that phrase, "welcome to Riverclan", Nui found herself a bit confused; had she been accepted in? Just like that? How strange these clans were! What if they were to allow someone truly terrible to join their ranks, and never be any the wiser? It was an amusing thought.


    "Thank you, and I hope I like it here as well!" She doubted this would be a waste of her time. That would certainly be a pity. "I'm fine, but thanks for the offer. So kind of you!"


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