WELL I'M GOING HOME — return from inactivity

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;]The bengal female had been missing for many sunrises now. Unfortunately, the pale green eyed female had found herself in a pickle when a two leg had scooped her up and brought her to its nest. It wasn't until recently that the warrior, however, was able to break free and find her way back to the place that she had been calling home for a while now. Sure, living the life as a house cat wouldn't have been to bad. She didn't have to worry about a shortage of food and water. She had been given affection and good treatment over all. But, Ivoryskies had found that simply wasn't the life for her.


    The slender female felt her body relax a bit as she crossed the border and entered ThunderClan territory. The sight of home was something she thought she wouldn't be able to see again if she hadn't just managed to somehow escape. Hopefully, not too much had changed since her random disappearance or she would definitely have a lot to catch up on.


    //so sorry for the inactivity, but i think it's safe to say that i regained some muse for her and am ready to throw her back in here. c:
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][justify]An unfamiliar face entered the camp and Mistlekit watched curiously. The same twoleg smell that she had smelled on another feline a few days before was back, and she scrunched her nose in disgust. "You smell like twolegs,"" she said quite bluntly. Misty never did mean to be rude, but as a kit, she was very honest. "Twolegs are gross and ugly! And they cut off one of my friends legs!"

    "Yikes." The femme shuddered, the smell reminded her of her past. "Anyhoo, welcome back I guess. What's your name again?"

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -6px;][justify]Twistedpath had grown close to Mistlekit, and it warmed his heart slightly when he herd her say that twolegs where nothing but monsters for taking away his leg. He padded up, his limp only slight now that he was more then use to is limb missing. "Well I thought I'd never see your face again!Welcome home, Ivoryskies!" he greeted before sitting next to young Mistlekit.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;]Ivoryskies ears perked at the sound of a small voice only find a kit before her. No, she really wasn't offended by the young felines words. It's what she expected out a feline Mistlekit's age. They were all so blunt with their words and expressions or hardly had a filter rather. So, she tended to take things with a grain of salt. "My apologies for the scent, young one. Despite it, I am actually one of you clan felines." she had said in a light tone.


    And then there was another one to arrive. However, like the previous one, she couldn't quite put a name to the face. Then again, it was almost impossible to remember everyone by name and the female before her had also stated that she, in return, didn't know the bengals name either. "Ah, thank you. The name's Ivoryskies, by the way."


    Twisted. Yes, she knew the next face to appear before her. She had been around since that dear male had been only a kit. She remembered when he was first brought into her arms of ThunderClan. He had been adopted by the two former leaders, Nightlcoud and Mangledheart back then. However, now, he had clearly grown like a weed since she last saw him. The normally emotionless female couldn't help, but to offer a small smile towards the tom. "It's good to see you again, Twist." she greeted in return. She hadn't been quite sure of his current ranking, so she had thrown in a nickname to avoid any awkwardness.
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    IC: "Is that whom I think it is?" Iceforest called as she padded out of the nearby brush. The scent of kittypet and outdoors had almost startled her into thinking there were rogues at the border to deal with, but everyone's greetings had quickly dampened that spook. She seemed to be getting spooked a lot lately by the border. At least that meant she was on guard, an especially good thing in leafbare.

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    Spottedpaw had been drawn to the scene by the rather excited voices of her Clanmates to see Ivoryskies, a feline who looked similar to her, with the same fur pattern. It was nice to know she wasn't the only one—sometimes her unique fur made her feel a bit out of place. But, more to the point, she was back! And smelling like Twolegs. "Welcome back, Ivoryskies!" she mewed happily.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;]"I'm sure I do. This clan is always rather busy." the bengal responded. For as long as she lived here, she could say that. It was very rare to ever see things in ThunderClan quiet and calm. This clan never seemed to get much of a break. There were always new members popping up, new ideas spreading about, and, oh, there always a more unfortunate event with taking place or brewing.


    "Is that whom I think it is?"


    The pale green eyed female knew the voice of the next individual as well. She, too, had been around here for a fair amount of time. She really hadn't got to talk to the other female very much, but then again, Ivoryskies was kind of elusive anyway, so there were plenty of individuals she hadn't been able to get to know very well. "Ah, that depends who you're thinking of, Iceforest." she responded.


    The next figure was one whom shared a similar appearance to her. They probably could almost be mistaken as sisters or relatives of some sort. As far as she was aware, she, however, wasn't related to anyone here, but then again, there was some things she just hadn't bothered to trace back. "Thank you, Spottedpaw."
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