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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 480px; font: normal 16px times new roman; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]"Don't tell me you've lost the way, little Lamb," the dark creature murmured as he shifted about the pale white shoulders of the other spirit. There was a half-exasperated sigh as Lamb replied, "I'm sure it's this way. RiverClan. Should be by a river...but others tell me they live near a swamp now. Shouldn't they be called SwampClan now, dear Wolf?"


    As spirits, their steps were silent as they moved among the trees. They didn't walk on the ground, persay, but instead "walked" a feet or two above it, just skirting the tops of the brush in the undergrowth. And they were "walking" as they bickered with one another.


    "Bet you I could convince them to change their name to SwampClan," Wolf remarked with a pleased tone to his voice. There was a pause in Lamb's step before he replied, "Done deal, dear Wolf."

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"I highly doubt you could convince us to do such a thing, though I do reckon you're free to try such a thing. If you want. My name is Sylmae, I'm an Advisor here, how can I help you?" Mae asked as she let her eyes roam over the one who was on the other side of the border. This one seemed.. intense, and she wasn't sure she could trust him but she was going to try. The little beauty settled her small frame down onto the ground and curled her tail over her paws, staring at him intently.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 10px;]the eight week old, freshly weaned, walked over to his mother with a grin. he had successfully tracked her and his red eyes lit up like the forth of july and he confidently strode over looking for the pride to shine in his mother's eye from his accomplishment. then as if noticing they were not alone did he peer around the advisor and at the 'ghosts' and his mouth curled downwards. not speaking to them, did his eyes shift upwards to his mother, "what's that mama", he inquired curiously and he scooted closer to his mother's paw and looked back at the weird spirits.

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    Ria was out and about, mainly looking at whatever vegetation that would catch her attention. Such interesting things grew out of the ground. Maybe she would know the names of them all one day. Her ears twitched, and she stood up from her hunched position. She saw Sylmae and Arabiancub a little further out, confronting a...


    What even was that?


    The extraterrestrial came up to the scene to get a better look at the spirits, tilting her head. Deep inside, she actually felt a bit frightened by their appearances. She cleared her throat and decided to greet them regardless. "Hello!"


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]The female was without The Sight. Her eye tried to focus on Sylmae, then to the area she was speaking to. To no avail. Echopaw frowned to herself as she padded over to her sister and nephew. Even Ria could see whatever this was. Surely her fellow clan mates weren't hallucinating. Truly, there had to be something there. Echopaw let out a slow exhale and closed her milky tinted eye. Within an instant, she re-opened her eye and flinched. Now she could see. There was a wolf and a lamb. They hovered over the ground nonchalantly as they bickered to one another.


    How odd. Echopaw looked quickly to Sylmae in disbelief before returning her gaze to the spirits. She grew steady. The excitement settled down as she realized she had unlocked the power of Sight. It was used to see spirits, and now, she controlled it. With a calm lash of her thick tail, the young apprentice grinned softly. Now, what would these two say to Syl?


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 480px; font: normal 16px times new roman; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]"I'll take this one then, even if they're wishing for your arrow, little Lamb," Wolf suggested. It was their usual stake in betting--they did not believe in material value or anything else, so there was little to use. It was only the thrill of the hunt that warmed his blood and for Lamb--the claiming of a job well done. "Very well, dear Wolf."


    It didn't take too long for someone to notice them. Lamb turned his head and Wolf prowled around so that they were both facing Sylmae. The RiverClaner was soon joined by three others--none of them were who they were hunting, unfortunately.


    Wolf grinned at Sylmae's challenge. "Want to bet, too, denizen?" the spirit offered, edging closer towards the RiverClanners. He would win twice if he managed to convince the leader to change it to SwampClan--all the better for him. He did take into account the fact that if he lost--well, he wasn't going to lose! The spirit had been gifted with a tongue and planned on using it.


    Lamb's shoulders appeared to sag briefly in some semblance of a sigh. "Forgive him for his forwardness. We are Aeternum and we've been led to R--" "--SwampClan!" "--iverClan in pursuit of a being who does not belong in this universe." While Lamb was dealing with Sylmae, Wolf glanced around at the other RiverClanners, giving them all a very toothy and hungry grin.

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    Well, these two were certainly an interesting pair. Lonewolf had many observations that he wanted to voice privately in his head but he postponed the thoughts for now. The business that they desired to have needed to be completed first, which he was a little confused about. Once that was out of the way, he would have all the time that he needed to observe and take mental notes. It was simply a ritual for him.


    "Does the 'being' you seek have a name we might know?" The tom inquired the duo, his brow slightly raised. Knowing the name of the person they looked for would be far more convenient than simply guessing who they were looking for. Goodness knows how many beings there were in the Clan to guess from.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Sylmae shifted a paw and she aimed to pull her son in closer and glanced down at him. "Spirits of some form." She said softly to her boy before she looked up towards the two. They were talking a bunch of non-sense, it seemed, but that was okay. She cocked her head to the side as she listened to lamb speak and then she glanced over her shoulder towards Lonewolf. "Yes, we might be able to help you if you give us a name." Mae said lightly and flicked her tail against the ground with ease.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 480px; font: normal 16px times new roman; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]Lamb paused slightly but Wolf shoved himself in front of the other. "Why yes--Emilia Resurgam. I hope that rings a bell, SwampClanners," the dark spirit returned. He was still a little bit miffed that Sylmae hadn't responded to his offer of a bet but he supposed he could entertain himself in other ways while they were here.


    "Yes, that's the name," Lamb agreed with a small nod of his head. Of course, some people were all the more willing to offer their own Clanmates to the spirits, especially those who were more superstitious. However, he was unsure of this group was religious--the two had seen some groups fiercely defend their little criminals, though the two eventually got to them in the end.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Sylmae grew defensive when she heard her best friend's name come out of their mouth. "What do you want with her?" Mae demanded as the fur along her back rised a little bit. She wouldn't attack, no, but she would protect. Protect her best friend from any harm that might come to her because of these two. She didnt want to lose someone close to her. She needed Lia.


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    "She needs to be corrected," Lamb explained simply as Wolf offered, "...from the universe. She does not belong here." Though the spirit was a spirit, Lamb noted the aggressive signs coming from the RiverClanner and his hands tightened on the bow in preparation of violence. Their attacks weren't exactly physical--they hit directly at the essence of creatures. As Lamb shifted, Wolf pressed forward, the burning blue glow of the mask's eye sockets blazing as he dared the SwampClanner to attack.


    "She broke a law of the universe and must be punished," Lamb continued, hoping that this explanation would make them more agreeable.

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    Situations like this were odd and few, and she never really was involved in them. This time was an exception, though, because she was the one that Aeternum was looking for. She approached cautiously, hiding any worries behind a blank expression. "I can assure you I belong here," Emilia replied, clenching her jaw and standing across from the hunter. She'd had her own experiences with hunters before, but never publicly. It made her nervous. "I have certainly suffered my punishment. I don't think you should stick around."
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    "No, you do not," Lamb chided softly. He hoped that some more pushing would get this target to submit peacefully. However, Wolf cut his thoughts short as he bared his gaping maw in a savage grin. "The only punishment that can correct this little situation is you leaving this universe. Now--the easy way--" and at this he jerked his chin towards the pale ethereal form of Lamb "--or the hard way?" As he finished his sentence, he loomed a little bit closer towards the RiverClanners, a manic gleam in his blazing blue eyes.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Sylmae blinked as she stared at the duo and she whined softly. Shaking her head, she looked up at the two who were trying to take her friend away. "Please don't take her. I'm begging you. She's one of my best friends and I need her.." Mae pleaded as she leaned in and stared at the pair, hoping that they would let Lia stay, if even for a little longer so they could figure out how to save her.


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