I have no strings on me // open; joining

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  • Marcus had finally left on his own. He had left his world behind. He was tired of being told what to do and how to do it. He was free of it all. The black cat could do as he pleased. And, he wanted to join a clan, and experience that life. He had always been curious. His father never allowed him to play with other kits, or learn about the world with which his father was not familiar. But, today was going to change all that. He could tell when he arrived at their border. He sat down, ready to patiently wait to enter. Well, hopefully enter, anyway.

    I'm not normal and I never was, so stop asking me to act that way.
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    Tatteredfur was patrolling, when he spotted Marcus, sitting on the border. Odd. In this cold? A Joiner? Never the less, Tatteredfur approached and began the border speech. "Hello. Name and Business on Darkclan Territory?"
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    [align=right][b]here is a letter from my lonier self[/b] [b]to the one that's in love once again[/b][/align]
  • "Hi. I'm Marcus and I was hoping to join." he said plainly. At least he was noticed. He could have been stuck there for a while in the cold. This way he could either be allowed in or sent away to somewhere. Maybe, if he didn't get to stay, he would go somewhere a bit warmer this time of year. But, he didn't want to do that. He wanted to live here. It seemed nice, and almost every place was cold during this season.

    I'm not normal and I never was, so stop asking me to act that way.
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    "To join ey?" The scarred tom eyed him with a look of seriousness. "Tell me, Marcus, Where do you come from?" He asked. "A loner, maybe so, Kittypet, you'd need some real guts."
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    [align=right][b]here is a letter from my lonier self[/b] [b]to the one that's in love once again[/b][/align]

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  • Where did he come from? Although, he was definitely not a kitty pet he didn't know where he came from. "I traveled a lot. I don't really know where I came from to get here." He remembered there were trees, but that seemed to be an appearance in a lot of areas. Where did he come from?

    I'm not normal and I never was, so stop asking me to act that way.
  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:500px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]He didn't particularly like the male's answer as he approached, nodding to Tatteredfur for an excellent job at quickly examining Marcus. But with the new rules in place, he was not going to let him join DarkClan so easily.


    "If you wish to join DarkClan you will firstly be regarded as a second citizen and required to live and eat in a separate area. You must also do one night guard of the camp on the day you decide you wish to join. The rank will stay in place for a week and a half for you to prepare for the trails you will be required to go through at the end of it. Should you pass you will become a full member of DarkClan." He paused before continuing, "Do you still wish to join DarkClan despite the obstacles in achieving full recognition, Marcus?"
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    Tatteredfur had forgotten about that, good thing Cher was around. "Mhm! and the trials! They are harsh conditions, where you have to do a simple tasks. Apprentice's do it to become warriors, and second citizens do it to become clanmates." He explained, his eyes darting between the two.
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    [align=right][b]here is a letter from my lonier self[/b] [b]to the one that's in love once again[/b][/align]
  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; color=white; font-family: trebuchet ms; width: 350px;][justify]quinn stalked up after her clanmates, ginger and black shoulder rocking back and forth as she moved. she took a seat, pale green eyes zeroing in on the tom in front of them. a kittypet, if not then perhaps a loner. he smelled faintly of twolegs, but that was potentially from living or passing through a city. she tilted her head and perked his ears. she enjoyed darkclan's new system for taking on new members, and thought it would be good fr them. all the clans let whoever they wanted in, it was probably how the whole sootstar situation had come about in the first place. now, they were going to avoid things like that.
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  • He assumed he could make it through the time alone. Although that had never happened before he could do it. Although, the trials did concern him at first he couldn't just give up with trying. "I want to join Darkclan. I'll do my best to complete the trials and conquer the obstacles." He was tense at first, but when Tatteredfur said that apprentices did them he eased a bit. It might still be difficult, but he had some hope that he might be able to do it now.

    I'm not normal and I never was, so stop asking me to act that way.
  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:500px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]He nodded. It looked like the male had agreed to it as he took a moment before responding. "You'll be living in one of the small caves close to our camp and you may visit the medicine cat den if need be or spend time in camp. However you are prohibited from entering the other dens. Take your week to prepare for your trials which I'll give you a rundown once you're settled in," he said. He was almost surprised Marcus was willing to become a second citizen if he had to be honest. The apprentice trials were harsh and they were marked on how well they went through it. Of course, all they had to do was pass but some trials were known to kill. Oh well.


    He gestured for the male to follow him to where Marcus would be staying.
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