BLUE SKIES AND BUTTERFLIES -- KNIGHTS OF EDEN REBIRTH CELEBRATION

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    DAHLIA COULTER;;



    After having received permission from Driftingspirit to host an event, Dahlia had been quick to hop onto the planning of what she had in mind. After all, the caracal desired a change of activity within the clan for the better. She had once lived in a vibrant and colourful Eden before its downfall, and hopefully, the Knights would be on the rise once again! The Knights of Eden had once upon a time been a respectable and peaceful clan. Dahlia would see it through that it became as such again.


    Having figured that decorations would be the first step, the castle was currently decorated in various colourful flowers and wreaths, put together by those with the flower-growing ability within the clan. The vibrant flora was a stark contrast to the snow, and strands of white lights hung from the castle walls with the help of flying Edeners. Over all, the scenery of the large castle was a beautiful sight; warm and welcoming as the Knights desired to be. And now, as the sun was just beginning to set and turn into it's red and orange hues, the imagery was even more beautiful; the lights bright to guide the weary travelers through the territory. True, Dahlia was not perhaps the most friendly creature, but she knew how to plan and decorate for a party.


    The central corridor of the castle was where Dahlia had decided to hold the party, surrounded by trees at the exterior doors. Tables with punch and multiple food dishes were set up, and a stereo projected a variety of different music styles from quick to slow. On a higher table rested a vast selection of alcoholic beverages (courtesy of Dahlia's hidden stash) and a few stools for older members to remove themselves from children. Horses stood at the doors, gently grazing grass and showcasing the brilliance of their bridles and saddles.


    Offering a wide grin, the long-legged beauty leaped up onto one of the ledges, emerald optics glowing in content. The caracal had adorned herself with a flowercrown of black dahlias (irony of course!) and a gold amulet received from her brother. After all, the host should be dressed right? "Everyone, welcome to the Knights of Eden's celebration of rebirth! Allies, feel free to make yourselves comfortable and mingle with our own. May the future hold further years of success and friendships!"


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    [center][fancypost=borderwidth 0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 10pt arial; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Littlestar hadn't bothered too much with appearances. Why would she, considering the fucked up state of her fucked up face? At least, that was what she liked to think. In reality, the fem had stood before her full length mirror for a good half hour, licking her fur back and staring at her face, a sour feeling festering in her chest. Anger spiked and she had ended up throwing a silver brush straight at the mirror, at her reflections face. The silver brush had quite obviously cracked the glass and now the glass was all shattered but not on the floor. It had remained intact and when she tried to find her reflection once more, all she got was broken pieces of her face. Unidentifiable. She thought bitterly before turning and grabbing the red bandanna she'd made once from fabric a merchant gave her back when tried to copy Ichigo's green bandanna look. She picked it up and tied it around her neck, face emotionless as she did so. It was a new look but not a recent one at the same time. With second thought and a couple minutes hesitation, the female finally left Hawkclan in venture of the Knights of Eden, wondering/hoping that Driftingspirit would be there so that she'd at least have a familiar face to talk to without having her crooked jaw being eyed up. Littlestar made it to the borderline and found herself proud that she wasn't huffing and puffing. Maybe all that training she'd done.. maybe it had come handy? She gave herself a little grin and followed the lights. It was like one of those stupid fairytale books, wasn't it? Follow the lights to a castle.


    After a solid minute of trekking through the snow, she was astounded to see the final piece laid out right in front of her eyes. Now that castle was a real stunner. She couldn't take her eyes off it as she walked, eyeing up the vibrant flora that the host had clearly set up. The golds, pinks, purples and blues of the setting sun caught her eye too but the castle was the main attraction personally as she entered it. The music was good and beaty. She didn't see a whole lot of people though.. was it possible she was the first guest? The idea made her a little queasy. She immediately stalked right up to the food table and nibbled delicately on some chips. She didn't dare gobble like she normally does mostly because the female looks like an ogre when she eats. She dribbles, slurps and tries her hardest to keep her food where it belongs, in her mouth. But due to the gaping hole that was one side of her mouth, that was almost impossible to do. Nibbling was best. Especially when surrounded by strangers.

    [center][fancypost=border-width=0; width: 450px; line-height: 120%; text-align: justify;]Ivylee had been more than thrilled to accept the Knights of Eden as RiverClan's newest allies, and to have been invited to such a celebration was truly an excitement in the canine's eyes. Surely there were many friends to meet here, and memories to make! If the rest of them showed the kindness that Driftingspirit and Dahlia did, then Ivy would certainly get along well with them. Speaking of which, Ivy hoped to spot out Drift here soon. As leader of this place, he would be in attendance, most likely... right? The little Samoyed was hoping to get to know him better, especially since he had dual joined RiverClan. A rare case for a leader, but it was something that Ivy found more fascinating than anything. As the walking marshmallow entered with a skip in her step, she perked up when she spotted Littlestar. The last time she had seen the younger leader was at a HawkClan party, and now it was great to see her here too. Ivylee always loved it when other leaders attended as many events as they could as well. It was relieving to know that she wasn't the only one putting effort into making an appearance for the sake of her clan, but that other leaders were doing it for their clans as well.


    Not many seemed to be here quite yet, but even so, little Ivy was ecstatic to be present. She loved events, especially with allies, so to be at an event which was hosted by a new ally made her overly excited. "Oh, this is so lovely!" The small fluffball squeaked towards Dahlia, recognizing the caracal from when she came to invite them. So she was the hostess, too? That was good to know. She seemed like a hard worker, much like how Ivy was, which was admirable to the pooch. "Thank you so much for inviting us! I'm sure some of my other clanmates will be here soon." Hopefully. She would hate for them to miss out on this. Now turning to Littlestar, the pacifist began to wag her curly tail, waving at the other female leader in greeting. "Littlestar, it's so great to see you! How're you?" The friendly extrovert asked, tilting her head slightly to one side as she blinked her sapphire eyes inquisitively.

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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]BlizzardClan wasn't an ally of the Knights of Eden - Sweetophelia had yet to make her mind on whether or not to accept Driftingspirit's offer after their discussion had stalled. However the BlizzardClan leader saw no response to not attend the Knights of Eden's party. Free food, right?


    Huffing to herself in quiet amusement, the BlizzardClan leader removed herself from her thoughts, glancing around at the scene. There was the Knights of Eden member who had invited BlizzardClan to the party - then there were the HawkClan and RiverClan leaders. "Small party," she remarked aloud, approaching after Ivylee. Offering all of those present a polite nod, the Targaryen added, "This is nice - I typically prefer more intimate settings anyhow." Now where was the leader of the Knights of Eden himself? She imagined that he would be arriving soon.
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    [center][fancypost=borderwidth 0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 10pt arial; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]As soon as she saw the small samoyed enter the party, she knew that Ivylee was going to approach her. Mostly because there weren't many people here and she did stand out a tiny bit and secondly she knew Ivylee to be quite the extrovert, unfortunately for her. Well, it wasn't that she hated Ivylee's optimism or anything but she was envious, as she normally was, of the girls ability to smile at almost anything. She wished she could do the same. And not the fake and half arsed grins but a real sincere one. She wasn't saying that she couldn't do those of course, but she didn't really do them that often. "Littlestar, it's so great to see you! How're you?" She was honestly surprised the female remembered/knew her name but accepted it prettily easily as she turned to face the samoyed, golden eyes flashing curiously at the small canine. "Meh. I'm fine now that this party's started-" You fucking liar. "-what about ya, bruh?" Littlestar questioned, deciding to be at least polite during this party whilst she still had a nice reputation. Well, nice to the ones that didn't know her. And a part of manners was giving back, giving a question back just like she'd done. No biggie. Her eyes wandered briefly over to the entrance of the castle and she waited to see some others coming in and was equally surprised when she saw Sweetophelia wonder in, someone she knew and talked to before. Well, was it just going to be a Leaders party? Nah, but she liked the idea of it actually. The Blizzardclan Leaders comment made her nod in agreement, fiddling with her red bandanna that was wrapped messily around her neck. "H'yeah. It's hella rad." The crooked jawed feline mused, eyes moving to Dahlia. Was that the host of this party? Probably. Oh, yeah, it was the girl who gave the invite to Hawkclan in the first place? Boy she felt dumb. She decided to wave her paw at the small caracal before turning back to the two leaders.

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    "Ah, Miss Targaryen how has Blizzardclan fared this winter?" Spirit might not've been there at the current moment but that didn't mean that Reya couldn't entertain their guests in conversation. She had heard that the infamous Cartel had thrown Blizzardclan in their gang wars and that the exiles had been targeting them a bit more as well.


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    Hopefully, indeed. Sylmae didn't want her and Ivylee to be the only pair to actually show up to the party, but she wasn't so sure if her other clan mates were much in the party mood. Sylmae trotted forward, golden eyes shining as they scanned the party and she giggled lightly. "The party is absolutely stunning, if I do say so." She said and dipped her head politely towards the Eden member who had invited her clan before her eyes shifted over towards Sweetophelia and she smiled brightly, happily. Sweetie was here, a good sign for Mae. She had Ivy and Sweetie here with her and every reason in the world to be happy, and so she was going to be just that!

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    Driftingspirit was late to a party being held in his own castle. Now, why was that? If you asked him he would say, with more than a touch of bitterness, it was because the world hated him. He had just gotten used to the fidgety little flame point body when his multiple possessions had a temper tantrum in his sleep; he'd woken up in the dead of the jungle, entangled in the shrubbery and in the form of a pale Golden Retriever. He'd kept the body, as it was surprisingly comfortable, but he had been having difficulty all day: he had never been a dog before, not even when he'd led StormTribe. Now the leader padded hurriedly into the main room, gazing around at his guests with an enthusiastic expression. A blue scarf with a silver crown woven onto it - a little treasure he'd found under the bed in his private quarters - was draped around his neck and he made a beeline for the cluster of Clanners. "I am so sorry for my lateness. As you might be able to tell, my powers chose today to surprise me with a retriever's body." he sighed and offered a wry smile. "Ah well. I am fortunate, anyway. Thank you all for coming! It is such a pleasure to have you here...Dahlia, this is just wonderful. Well done. How was the journey here?"

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    DAHLIA COULTER;;



    Dahlia was quite pleased that everyone seemed to be happy with the event. The decorations, etc. So, the caracal offered everyone whom had arrived with a small smile and a casual dip of her head in greeting. "Thank you everyone; feel free to explore and mingle as much as you like." the demoness purred with a wide grin, making her way over to the alcohol table. AH yes, a drink was needed.


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