Sounds like gibberish (open; ured double joiners)

Blackmatter · Dec 29th 2016

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That fight had left him messed up. Blodd still clung to his fur near the nose, fur was missing in patches from his pelt and he had some scratches near his eyes but he was... At ease. The Exiles was behind him. He was free. The bengal smiled as he glanced over his shoulder at thw white and blue pelt.

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terrasen. · Dec 29th 2016

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The scent of day-old blood was what alerted Terrasen to the arrival of the felines. When he was within range, he dropped into a careful crouch and stalked his way towards them, using the brush and undergrowth as a visual shield. His ears were quivering with his tenseness as he pressed forward, pausing when he could see them. One of them was in horrid shape, blood matting his pelt and pieces of fur falling off of him. His previous instinct, that a fight had started out on Rift territory, was halted. The bengal was smiling at the other feline behind them, which made it plain that these two were refugees of a sort. Unless they had a violent play fight, which was unlikely.
Well, slap a deerstalker on him and call him Sherlock Holmes - he was being quite deductive, for a soldier.
After Terrasen was certain his thoughts were correct enough for his safety, he slunk out of the undergrowth, tail whipping, hackles raised, eyes narrowed into green shards.
"Who are you and where have you been." He growled, looking pointedly at their injuries. "Suspicious behavior will result in immediate removal." Terra's sharp tone was low and formal.

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[size=7pt][color=white]★ - to cross an ocean - [abbr=quiet warrior, strategic, brooding, calculating, lives for the fight, introverted, neat / broad-shouldered silver tom with pine green eyes and tattoo that curls from his left eye to his left paw / difficult physically, moderate mentally]★[/abbr][/size]

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Crownedclown · Dec 29th 2016

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The white tom didnt try to hide his scent or his aggression. The male stood to stay beside Terra, fur fluffed and eyes narrow. True. It was odd to see blood still on someone on the border who didn't seem in immediate need for care... However this one seemed more relieved than aggravated for a fight. Crownedclown stayed quiet but watchful, waiting for an answer.

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♛ Born in DarkClan to Drakeddragon x Burningpaw
♛ The Rift Sentinel, Difficult, Attack in
BOLD #D8D8D8
♛ Spiritually 34 moons; Physically 15 moons
♛ [abbr=Scorchedraven, Teasingmurder, Coalpaw, Ashenflare]4[/abbr]/9 Lives, Grow & Shrink, [abbr=Left eye only, is 24/7]X-Ray Vision[/abbr]
♛ Manipulates: Pelt, Gravity, Wind, Molecules
♛ Super Speed, Time Control Teleportation,
Shapeshifting
♛ Chimera Domestic Feline [Main]
♛ White and Black Griffin Body ["Birth"]
♛ White and Red Male Winged Tigon [Fight]
♛ Massive Red, White, and Black Dragon-Liger Hybred [Beserk]
♛ Mate: Sweetdreams
♛ Son: Astercrown (xCrystalshine)
♛ Hyperthyrodism: loses energy quickly
and is constantly hungry.
♛ Cannot Shapeshift seamlessly, must return
to feline body before changing into another body.
♛ Cannot use Time Control more than twice
a week before feeling sick.
♛ Cannot Teleport more than once a day
before passing out, can only carry one passenger.
♛ Gambling Addict
♛ Can only grow and shrink in Hybrid Body
♛ Possessing Body of "Teasingmurder"
Brooklynchaos x Doctor
♛ Teasingmurder is the reincarnation of Scorchedraven Cor Leonis.
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morningharbor prospero. · Dec 29th 2016

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[size=12][font=arial][justify]Morning is also drawn by the scent of blood, fear spiking through her as she races her way through the forest to make it to the source. She keeps stumbling though, and by thre time she gets there, Terrasen and Crowned are looking at someone unfamiliar a little suspiciously, particularly Terrasen. She had heard their words on her way here, and she makes her way between them, trying to get them to calm down a bit. "[b]Never mind that right now, Terrasen. They're hurt!" she exclaims, pulling the ever present bag of herbs off her shoulder. "I'll help you guys, just... Let me come closer to see?" Morning asks, hoping that the newcomers would allow her to help them. She was glad it wasn't any of the Rift members, but she was also worried for these two unfamiliar people.

//hi grimalkin! Welcome to the rift! If you have any questions or need help or just anything at all, please message me and let me know! :-)

RECENT EVENTS:
★ Promoted to archon of the Rift 12/24/16
★ Joined Blizzardclan

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ kind-hearted
★ stubborn
★ wears a glowing pendant - gift from evergreen
★ depressed
★ soft glow around body
★ failing vision
★ sound manipulation, able to bend to hear even better.
★ supernatural hearing

PHYSICAL:
★ DOMESTIC CAT[birth/main] | health: 100%
— a fluffy, ginger cream colored cat, big ears and green eyes. Cream colored underbelly and paws.
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
— kind, giving
— stubborn, thoughtful, reserved
— clumsy, weak, fearful at times

INTERACTION:
★ easy mentally | very easy physically
★ doesn't start fights | will negotiate fights
★ Attack in #ab2fae
★ Can powerplay peaceful actions.

terrasen. · Dec 29th 2016

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Terrasen turned around, slightly surprised to hear his adoptive sister coming through the undergrowth, head turning comically from the strangers, to Crownedclown, to the Archon and back. "The point is that they are hurt." He rumbled, but it was quietly and more to himself than anything.
'Let me come closer to see?'

Hold up one second. Closer? That went against literally every fiber of his body, going against the grain so harshly it almost hurt. Her eyesight was failing, and she was asking to come closer? What kind of madness was Morningharbor thinking?!

"Are you sure that's the greatest idea?" He growled, though his tone wasn't threatening but cautious. If she insisted, though, he would watch every move made, every muscle wired.

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[size=7pt][color=white]★ - to cross an ocean - [abbr=quiet warrior, strategic, brooding, calculating, lives for the fight, introverted, neat / broad-shouldered silver tom with pine green eyes and tattoo that curls from his left eye to his left paw / difficult physically, moderate mentally]★[/abbr][/size]

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morningharbor prospero. · Dec 29th 2016

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[size=12][font=arial][justify]Morning turns, failing gaze on Terrasen. Should the strangers turn out to be dangerous, then yes, it wouldn't be a great idea, but she didn't think they would be. One had to believe that there were kind people, and she wouldn't assume every stranger to be dangerous or scary without anything to back that up. "[b]I have you here to protect me if something happens. And besides, not every stranger is a dark shadow waiting to strike." Morning tells Terrasen. Maybe it was foolish thinking, but that was how her world worked - offer kindness to everyone even if you don't receive any in return. A little kindness could do so much.

RECENT EVENTS:
★ Promoted to archon of the Rift 12/24/16
★ Joined Blizzardclan

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ kind-hearted
★ stubborn
★ wears a glowing pendant - gift from evergreen
★ depressed
★ soft glow around body
★ failing vision
★ sound manipulation, able to bend to hear even better.
★ supernatural hearing

PHYSICAL:
★ DOMESTIC CAT[birth/main] | health: 100%
— a fluffy, ginger cream colored cat, big ears and green eyes. Cream colored underbelly and paws.
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
— kind, giving
— stubborn, thoughtful, reserved
— clumsy, weak, fearful at times

INTERACTION:
★ easy mentally | very easy physically
★ doesn't start fights | will negotiate fights
★ Attack in #ab2fae
★ Can powerplay peaceful actions.

SHILOH A. · Dec 29th 2016

[justify]虞 ┈ [size=11pt] Shiloh had also been caught off guard by the scent of blood. She would hurry towards the scent, a worrisome expression upon her facial features. Hopefully this wasn't a clanmate.

And it wasn't, thankfully. But the stranger was still hurt. Shiloh would butt in at the leader's offer to help. "If you need any assistance, Morning, I'm here."

//rushed
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Beyondpaw · Dec 31st 2016

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Loverslock had bled quite a bit. Though her pelt was still grey and white, the blotches of stained red could hardly be ignored as she limped behind Blackpaw. It wasn't his fault, or rather, it had been as much his fault as it had been hers so she could never blame him for her injuries.

At the hostility her pelt would prickle, instant wariness as she took half a step back with a hoarse whimper. She wouldn't make another fight, she was already sore from various cuts and bruising that stuck below her pelt.

With the scent of The Exiles on them she could understand- the blood as well. "We don't want...to hurt anyone." It hurt to talk, she was still trying to find her voice after it being gone for so long. "Just trying t-to join."

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terrasen. · Jan 2nd 2017

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//ahhhhhh i'm so so sorry that this didn't get another response!!

Terrasen's gaze darted to the black and white feline that began talking, but apart from that his body remained stiff and defensive.
They were going to join?
Hm.
When he was first coming into the Rift, he had been looking for safety as well. A small corner of his mind let out some of that tension, letting in a bit of sympathy.
"Okay." He grunted reluctantly. "Castle's that way. Name's Terrasen." He didn't move, or even gesture towards the castle (super helpful of you, Terra!), but he looked less like he was about to attack them.

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Crownedclown · Jan 2nd 2017

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Joining? "Ah, then welcome. I'm Crownedclown... Uh..." Their names. He hadn't gotten their names... He froze a tad awkwardly. Maybe they were delierious or tired... "Why dont you get you near a fireplace... Morningharbor really should look over you where you could warm up...."

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♛ Born in DarkClan to Drakeddragon x Burningpaw
♛ The Rift Sentinel, Difficult, Attack in
BOLD #D8D8D8
♛ Spiritually 34 moons; Physically 15 moons
♛ [abbr=Scorchedraven, Teasingmurder, Coalpaw, Ashenflare]4[/abbr]/9 Lives, Grow & Shrink, [abbr=Left eye only, is 24/7]X-Ray Vision[/abbr]
♛ Manipulates: Pelt, Gravity, Wind, Molecules
♛ Super Speed, Time Control Teleportation,
Shapeshifting
♛ Chimera Domestic Feline [Main]
♛ White and Black Griffin Body ["Birth"]
♛ White and Red Male Winged Tigon [Fight]
♛ Massive Red, White, and Black Dragon-Liger Hybred [Beserk]
♛ Mate: Sweetdreams
♛ Son: Astercrown (xCrystalshine)
♛ Hyperthyrodism: loses energy quickly
and is constantly hungry.
♛ Cannot Shapeshift seamlessly, must return
to feline body before changing into another body.
♛ Cannot use Time Control more than twice
a week before feeling sick.
♛ Cannot Teleport more than once a day
before passing out, can only carry one passenger.
♛ Gambling Addict
♛ Can only grow and shrink in Hybrid Body
♛ Possessing Body of "Teasingmurder"
Brooklynchaos x Doctor
♛ Teasingmurder is the reincarnation of Scorchedraven Cor Leonis.
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Blackmatter · Jan 10th 2017

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He noticed the hesitation in Crownedclown's words. ".... Blackpaw.... and Loverslock." He managed, feeling a little woozy. "... A healer looking over the injuries... would be great."

//sorry guys just got back from an anime con.
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