IT'S MORE THAN I CAN STAND // open, joining

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify][color=#8EB7D5][font=georgia]Jayfeather awoke to darkness. Then again, he always woke to darkness, so there was no difference there. But he could still sense that something had changed. The ground under his paws, the smells around him, even the very air he was breathing, it was all... wrong. He shifted his weight, uneasy. Why was the dirt so squishy? He felt like he was in ShadowClan territory.


    Certainly, it was very much like ShadowClan territory, without any indication of ShadowClanners. The air was damp and cool, but there were completely different smells all around. He blinked, though it provided no purpose, he felt much better with something familiar. His nose twitched, and he wondered if there were any other creatures here. Tentatively, he extended his senses, searching for some flicker of emotion in the area.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify][color=#8EB7D5][font=georgia]Jayfeather ignored anything this voice said. "What are you?" he exclaimed, backing away. The fur along his spine lifted a little. He raised his head, nostrils flaring, searching for any scent on her that he knew of. She smelled a little like the sheep in WindClan territory, except a little less stinky. He stared at her with sightless eyes, feeling rather panicky all of a sudden.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border-left: 6px solid #0D0D0D; border-right: 6px solid #0D0D0D; width:436px; color:white;][justify][sub]She flinched. He couldn't see what she was? [b][i]Is he blind?     she thought, tilting her head. "I-I'm a unicorn. Like a horse, but with a horn on the top of my head. Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. I'm a medic here, able to help treat any injuries you have." she neighed softly. "My name is Radiant Hope. What's your name?"[/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify][color=#8EB7D5][font=georgia]"Your voice is hurting my ears." Jayfeather complained, irritation rising out of his nervousness. He bristled uneasily. Her voice sounded raspier and louder than a cat's meow, and much higher up. Of course, it was because she was a horse. What else did she say? She had a horn on her head? "Anyway, I don't believe you." he sniffed, tilting his head upwards to where he assumed her face was. Horns? He had heard of creatures called deer who had horns, but a horse? He remembered horses-- he was pretty sure that their descriptions didn't have horns. He didn't care what she called herself, obviously, it was fake.


    "I can treat my own injuries, Radianthope." he snapped, inwardly remarking on what a strange name she had. Didn't they tell him that horses had pointy feet? "Great StarClan, don't touch me. I'm Jayfeather." he added, as an afterthought. Sure, he didn't believe that she was what she actually was, but he was willing to give her his name.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"Well, Jayfeather, we are happy to have you here in Riverclan, if joining is what you wish. My name is Sylmae, Deputy here. If you need anything, I'll be more than happy to help you out." She said lightly and flicked her three foot long tail against the ground absently as she settled down and grunted absently. She was still covered in bandages, still healing, but she was doing her best to get out there and help her clan mates. If she crumbled and no one else didn't then she was weak and she refused to accept that.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 480px; line-height: 120%; text-align: justify; font-size: 13px; font-family: georgia;]Well, he didn't seem like a very optimistic feline. Ivylee was the exact opposite of Jayfeather, always smiling and bouncing around excitedly. She didn't know how anyone could act so grumpy and moody, as if they wore a permanent frown all the time. That was just sad! Ivy couldn't help but wonder if there was a reason why Jayfeather's attitude was like this. She knew that Draco was only rude to others because that's how he was raised to be, so maybe this cat had his reasons for the way he acted as well? "Oh, it's nice to meet you Jayfeather!" Ivylee exclaimed, trying to brighten up the mood. "I'm Ivylee, the leader here. If you are joining, then we'd love to have you here!"


    / oml I love this
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    tags -- 12.13.16

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color:white; font-family:georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 3px white; width:390px; margin-top:55px]✩[i] i'm a shooting star[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border-left: 6px solid #0D0D0D; border-right: 6px solid #0D0D0D; width:436px; color:white;][justify][sub]She blinked at Sylmae, smiling, then turned back to Jayfeather. Jayfeather...a very nice name. [b]"Well, I assume you are blind, if you cannot see me. Of course I would be a little strange. But anyway, welcome to RiverClan, if you do wish to join."     she spoke, nodding her head.[/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify][color=#8EB7D5][font=georgia]"RiverClan?" Jayfeather exclaimed, jumping to his paws at the new voice. He was too interested in Radiant Hope's scent to notice Sylmae arriving, but it was just as startling. "What happened here? Did you guys get flooded or something?" He snorted at her, nose twitching at the unfamiliar smell of cloth. She smelled weird herself, like a cat, just wilder. Maybe that was a clue that she was Deputy. Someone important would be powerful, and you could smell power as easily as you could see it. "Sylmae. Let me guess: you're a horse too, but you have paws." he huffed, only half-sarcastic. "Yeah, like she said. I can't see, so you'll have to tell me."


    He swung his head towards Ivylee, then leaped back with a yelp. "There a dog here!" he near-shrieked, puffing up like a balloon. But he then narrowed his eyes, snapping his head back towards where the former voices probably stood. "Huh? You're a leader? What a great leader you would make. Hey, don't you think that I'd get suspicious if I was trespassing and you starting welcoming me?" he realized aloud, suspiciously peering at the strange trio. He couldn't see them, but it would have the effect that he did.


    ninja'd woops