JUST THE TIME | OPEN, RETURN

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    [fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt]she didn't really know how she had been killed but she knew that she had been revived by someone, someone who knew the ancient art of necromancy. She was grateful, but she had to go home eventually so here she was, a small grin on her features as she stood at the border. "ah, hello? My name is Mintyswirl and I've come home!" she called.

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    Dan's green eyes glittered. Ooh. Another joiner. This was indeed a welcome sight for the male. More people meant a growing community and a growing community was something he was hoping RiddleClan would someday become. The husky strode forward, offering a welcoming grin to the female. "Welcome back then, Mintyswirl. I'm Daniel." he greeted.