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  • [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:450px;text-align:justify;][size=8][font=verdana]He would come to a halt at the border of this unfamiliar clan, shuffling his paws and shifting his weight occasionally while he waited. He hadn't tried having a dual alliance in a while, and wasn't at all confident that he could keep up with two different groups, although he was keen to give it another try. He knew for a fact that this place was not an ally of Colouredclan's, it wasn't an enemy, either...so, it was a suitable candidate for a dual alliance, wasn't it? Those familiar with the slender feline might have assumed he would have preferred to return to his former clan if he was seeking another allegiance, but he didn't want to go back to Shadowclan. Not now, anyway. He was nervous about joining a new group and going back to square one, but unlike how he had once felt about this sort of situation, he would rather turn over a new leaf than try to burnish the dusty past into a bright and shiny present. "A - ah, hello? I'm Euphemia from Colouredclan, seeking a dual alliance here?" the male beckoned in a curious tone, the focus of his gaze changing rapidly as it searched for any sort of movement. [/fancypost]
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    Astral was unaware of who this animal was, but if he had he'd probably would have been a bit more careful. Unknowing of Euphemia's past with his father the apprentice padded forward. "Hi, I'm Astralprojection, but I go by Astra," gingerly he sat down in front of the other, "well, Colouredclan is a neutral, so of course you can have a dual alliance. How is Colouredclan?" It was just a lame attempt at small talk, but it was something. Oh, this animal probably didn't want to just banter. It was cold and the travel was pretty long so Euphie had to be exhausted. "I'm an advisor if you know what that is so I can answer a ton of questions, but for now can I help you get something to eat? Camps quite a bit away so I could help with that too."


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    Seeking new clans to live in be it a dual alliance or whatever, was always nerve racking in her opinion so she could sort of relate. Which was why she preferred to stay in one clan and that was it, moving around wouldn't be an option. Hearing someone at the border, The small leopard would make her way over to see who it was exactly. The smell of ColouredClan was recognizable since she could recall two of them having made 'visits' to WindClan. "Welcome to WindClan, my name is Littlespirit it is nice to meet you" she greeted them, she saw nothing wrong with dual alliances.


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    'telepathy' ' thinking'


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  • [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:450px;text-align:justify;][size=8][font=verdana]The quick arrivals and rather friendly welcomes were enough to set him a little more at ease, and at the prompt of their forms reaching his line of vision the youth would straighten his posture and offer a friendly wave towards them. He didn't recognize them, but that was to be expected - Euphemia hadn't presumed that he'd run across many if any familiar faces here. "A - ah, nice to meet you both!" Astralprojection and Littlespirit; he would commit the names to memory. His attention wavered to the former, who alongside having said he could help answer questions had asked quite a few of his own.


    "Colouredclan...ah, we're doing alright!" he would pipe up. Perhaps...perhaps it wasn't doing as well as the vice leader of that clan wished it would. A lot of individuals, a lot of veterans...they had been leaving as of late, and it had been difficult for the child to see them go. But nothing really bad had been going on. When it came to supplies and the condition of the territory, they were in the clear. I'm an advisor. Was that...a rank? A quizzical look manifested on Euphemia's face but he didn't ask about it, instead proceeding to answer the other queries. He was sure he'd find out about the clan's ranking system at a later time. "Oh, ah, I'm - I'm fine..." he trailed off, hesitating. "Ah, actually, could you show me the way to the c - camp, please?"[/fancypost]
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  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Colouredclan.. Colouredclan was a rather.. uncanny group, in his opinion. He was familiar with them, given that his relative happened to lead there. However, a part of him was rather.. wary, of Nighttales, as of late. After all, they had slipped the word 'brother', briefly, to him once before.. When they had prevented Vader from attacking Rick.. Such was when Rick had attacked Negan, and Cherviltea had arrived only in time to intervene with one attack, whilst he wished that he could have saved Negan from such a beating as a whole.


    Anyhow, he shook the rather obscure thought, instead, donning his countenance in a congenial smile, whilst proceeding to offer Euph a nod in greeting. "I'm Cherviltea Xerses. It's a pleasure to meet you, Euphemia." It seemed as if Astra had already resounded with a chain of responses and offers for Euph, leaving Chervil with little else to mention, of course. It seemed as if Euph wished for Astra to take them back to camp, and the collie could trust the other with such, easily. "You can let me know if you have any questions and concerns, too, if you'd like." He'd add, mentioning the fact that they could approach them too, if they wished to.


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    it was strange for plumeria to see clans act so kindly to one another like this. because hell, the teams back where she lived as a human were much more hostile. they always fought one another, and despite it being that skull (the one she was in) was known as the friendliest team, she herself got in a few scuffles from time to time. mostly with other admins, but she had her fair share of fights with team leaders when guzma was out doing something important. but this was just everyone being lovey dovey, yeah?


    it rightly confused her so much.


    the wolf would come up behind the others, silent as she surveyed the colouredclanner with golden visionaries. if she didn't need to talk, she wouldn't.

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    Surprisingly in the one and a half year of being apart of Windclan, there was never much quarrel between Windclan and Colouredclan. He had heard about Colouredclan, but luckily with their neutral stance, the two clans never really interacted as much. The deputy padded in, following in after Plumeria, looking over at the joiner. [b]"Welcome to Windclan, Euphemia. My name is Jonathan Toews, the deputy here in Windclan. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me,"
    The male would say with a nod, his tail swishing behind him.


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    Oliver Queen-Stark
    "The Arrow"



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    Oliver had pleasant interactions with Colouredclan over the past, so he had no qualms about Euphemia joining with them. The peacock strutted over and nodded to the newest member of Windclan. "[color=green]Welcome, I'm Oliver. A pleasure to meet you,
    " he said as he introduced himself with a smile.


    "[color=green]I hope you like it here as much as I do." Sure, some of the Windclanners had initially been mean when he'd first gotten stuck in this peacock body, but their sentiments no longer lingered. The only responses he received now were those of curiosity, which he was no stranger to. He'd often had question about what he was when he was a griffin.


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    [size=8]When you feel my heat
    Look into my eyes
    It’s where my demons hide
    It’s where my demons hide
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    Stormkit personally didn't understand dual alliances - why have two Clans to tug at your loyalties? It was an odd concept - she would never think of leaving WindClan, or having another Clan to divide her attention to. But it was a decision made personally, and the Guardian respected that. "If you need any help or have any trouble, I'm here as well," the she-kit meowed, dipping her head.
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