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  • [center][fancypost= borderwidth=0;width:550px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt;line-height:120%]He hadn't visited RiverClan in a while, and he should have done a better job of being on top with his event that he had wanted to host -- a mock battle. Many days had passed and finally he was getting ready to go talk to RiverClan about it. Ivylee had recently joined BlizzardClan as a dual membership. He was happy for the close connection, but that meant that his ambassador job might lose significance if the very leader of RiverClan was involved in BlizzardClan life. Germanicus shrugged off any pessimistic thoughts, setting down the tiny basket with a little huff. He hadn't brought many gifts -- most of them were just pretty stones and feathers he had seen patrolling the border as well as one or two soft white rabbit pelts. The young shepherd dog sat down and curled his toes against the earth, waiting for a RiverClanner to come by. He was expecting Ramses, most of all. The wolf had been to every one of his visits, though he was not sure any RiverClanner would recognize him, as he was now a dog instead of a kitten.


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    [spoiler=tags — updated 22 february][align=justify][size=8]★ I THINK THAT CHEST MIGHT BE HEAVY FROM THAT CROSS ON YOUR NECK
    germanicus | “german” | gehr - mAHn - nee - coos
    combatant (HP) of blizzardclan | riverclan ambassador | titles: adventurer
    male | bisexual biromantic | monogamous
    six months old (spiritually 4 years) | double-aged | mortal
    prussian lystander x adelaide | generation 4 | mentored by sweetophelia

    ★ 'CAUSE YOU'RE A GHOST AT MOST, A SET OF EMPTY BONES
    BIRTH DOMESTIC FELINE | turkish angora | injuries: n/a
    a black smoke with a visible mackerel tabby pattern, semi-long fur, and pale blue eyes. front paws are white up to the end of toes, hind paws are white all the way up to ankles, and has a large white marking on chest and throat area. masculine and sturdy build. thick fur gives him a sort of scruffy appearance.
    CURRENT DOMESTIC CANINE | german shepherd | injuries: n/a
    a black and tan/red rich bicolor with sleek fur and pale blue eyes. masculine and sturdy build. this form can only be shifted into when wearing his iron cross. he typically has no control over when he shifts in and out of this form, though he is much more susceptible to have visions of his past life when triggered in this form.
    - carries around a recovered world war i german iron cross on a chain around his neck
    - speaks with a light german accent; occasionally sounds like he has an italian accent

    SEARCHING FOR ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING TO MAKE YOU FEEL WHOLE
    non-violent actions can be powerplayed on him | attack with '@'
    aggressive | usually avoids starting fights, will finish them or retaliate
    physically inexperienced | mentally moderate
    shapeshifting ability: discovered, not mastered
    no current weapons
    always open for most plots

    ★ YOU CAN'T CONTROL WHERE YOUR BODY LETS YOU GO

    reincarnation of former thunderclan leader deutschland schmidt
    first language german | second language english | illiterate
    enjoys collecting artifacts | developing craftsman in metal and leather
    socially reserved | studious | polite

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    [font=Mistral]Ramses Harbinger-Xerses
    [font=times]duncan vantas xx kali xerses ☼ [color=white]6 months [color=#99C68E]☼ [color=white]riverclan [color=#99C68E]☼ [color=white]first mate [color=#99C68E]☼
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    [color=#e0e0e0]True to expectation, it was Ramses who appeared first, his short tail wagging at the scent of an ally. Allies were welcome, these days. The war with BloodClan had everybody on edge and tensions had been skyrocketing, so seeing a friendly face from another Clan was a nice change of pace. "Germanicus," he greeted the shepherd warmly, taking a seat very carefully as he was rather battered and bruised. He recognized the BlizzardClanner only by scent, as it was clear that he were in a new body. "What can we do for you?"

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  • [center][fancypost=border-width=0; width: 450px; line-height: 120%; text-align: justify;]Of course Ivylee recognized Germanicus, with him being a clanmate of hers over in BlizzardClan and all. The little dog stepped up, coming to her nephew's side with a gentle smile placed upon her muzzle. Gleaming over at the BlizzardClan combatant whom stood only a few feet ahead of her, she offered him a little wave of her small blue paw in greeting. "Hello Germanicus!" She exclaimed, not bothering to question why he was here, as Ramses had already done so.