THE INFECTION SPREADS | O, RADICALCLAN GIFTS

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    [center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]someone has to put forth the effort of keeping up alliances, and it looks as if the job has fallen on winter. she approaches the border with a casual kick in her step, cobalt orbs flitting over the increasingly familiar territory of the sanctuary. a basket of sweets rocking gently back and forth in her jaws, she pauses at the border and draws even, ears quirked as she quietly waits to see who approaches first.

    A LITTLE BROKEN A LITTLE NEW ☾ 2/21

    Hmm, who was this? Des padded over, eyes glancing over the female at the border. She smelled like a different Clan, a slightly familiar one, with a basket next to her. That could only mean she was an ally bringing gifts. The tom-kit took a seat in front of her, a small smile on his face. He was proud of his observations. "Hello, miss. Name and business?" He asked, proceeding with formalities anyways.