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    [fancypost=width: 450px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]"You'd think someone would've developed higher-quality booties for felines by now," murmured the female as she walked alongside the RiverClan river. She glanced into the water, staring at her distorted reflection as water droplets continued to hit the calm stream. It was difficult having long fur — especially during the wet season. It was even worse for the albino feline, as she hated the wet more than anything. "They're gonna ask me why I want to join RiverClan if I can't handle a little water," she huffed, kicking a rock a few steps in front of her.

    "Why're you talking to yourself?" Eli would ask as he trotted over, eyeing the odd feline. Weird, it sort of looked like they had some sort of mane mutation. Funny, he had only ever seen a Thunderclanner with one before. "Oh yeah, I'm supposed to ask for your name and business too.." the colt would add, hoping she would pick up the hint and answer both of those things.

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:430px;text-align:justify;color:pink]Rosewater had been taking a walk around the territory, as she often did, when she stumbled upon Elixir and the unfamiliar feline. There was a pause as the lifeguard looked Priscilla up and down- she looked a lot like Rosewater, which was throwing her off, for sure. The same long, white fur, the same pink eyes. Except Priscilla appeared to have some pink markings, and a sort of... mane, which Rosewater did not have. Still, the resemblance was enough that it made Rosewater take a step back. She didn't even hear the other cat's words, having been so caught off-guard, and thus didn't understand for a moment why Elixir had asked Priscilla why she was talking to herself. Then, she put two and two together, but still, it was a confusing moment.


    Since Elixir had already asked the necessary question- name and business-, Rosewater didn't feel as if she needed to supply anything to the conversation. All she did was take a seat, pausing to adjust her pink bow, and then simply look from Elixir to Priscilla, waiting for the slightly younger female's response.

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    I'LL TAKE ANY DARE — ivylee xerses — riverclan leader — samoyed — she/her

    [fancypost=width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][align=justify]Ivylee too couldn't help but notice the resemblance of the two felines - Priscilla and Rosewater. Both were the only albino felines which the fluffy canine had ever seen. Quite honestly, she had thought that only Rosewater looked like that... with those pink eyes, but now that she was seeing someone else with the same eyes and similar fur, she realized that there were others out there that looked like that. The skipper could hear the stranger talking to herself, but hadn't been close enough to make out the exact words which she spoke. When she finally was close enough, she stood beside her clanmates with a smile, wondering who this was and why she was here. "Oh, hello!" She greeted, offering a friendly smile.

    tags ♡ 04/03


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    [center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 455px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 8pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]The blue toned feline hardly took in the appearance of another, her gaze analytical yes but for other purposes. Determining size, musculature, and the build of their form. What they looked like on top of that was something she took notice of later on and thus her cold gaze was on the pale white feline, watching her with clear disinterest that she usually held on her facial features. Though the gears were turning in her mind as she filed away the way her body looked to her. Stepping forward the blue molly would shift her stance beside that of Ivylee, reinforced claws driving into the ground and gorging it a bit as she kept her silence. The soldier would only speak if she needed to and when the other spoke of her business here.

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    [fancypost=width: 450px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]At first, she was alone; and then, she wasn't. Typical. At the sight of someone walking right next to her — why the fuck did they scare her like that anyways!? — her face twisted into an expression of shocked mixed with embarrassment. "Er ... Hi there," she said to the (pretty strange-looking) pony, an eyebrow raising towards the sky. They rambled on for a moment, hinting that they were looking for an answer to an obvious question.


    "I mean ..." she began, her eyes staring downwards while her brows went in the opposite direction. "... My name's Priscilla. But like ... you can call me whatever. I'm pretty chill — honestly. Oh! And I'm — uh — here to join? I mean ... if that's something you'll allow." Though I honestly don't know what clan would put a child in charge of welcoming visitors.


    To make matters worse, more and more creatures seemed to be piling behind the first one to arrive. She noted that each appeared different from the others, and all were silent except one. An awkward smile spread on the feline's face as she attempted to greet the chirpy pup as best as she could.


    "Why wouldn't we allow it?" Caesar asked as he came over, following behind Blueridge (though he didn't mean to, really). The serval's tone was a bit monotone, mostly due to how tired he was. Ever since Hope came back to visit RiverClan, he hadn't been able to sleep. "So that's a 'welcome', by the way. My name's Caesar Cipher."
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    [spoiler=INFO & LINKS - UPDATED 3/12]
    GENERAL:
    caesar cipher | male (he/him) | minnow [shp] of (non-traditional) riverclan | physically and mentally 7 months
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT][/color] serval with brown eyes
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    none
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    no mental disabilities
    PERSONALITY:
    cocky, egotistical, quick talker, snarky
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, crushing on no one; still discovering romantic and sexual feelings
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically easy, mentally easy
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER:
    played by maple
    tag: #caesarcipher3
    Bill Cipher xx NPC (gen 2)
    tv tropes/bio

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    [font=times]☼ duncan vantas xx kali xerses ☼ [color=white]8 months [color=#99C68E]☼ [color=white]riverclan [color=#99C68E]☼ [color=white]first mate [color=#99C68E]☼
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    [color=#e0e0e0]"Two Roseycheeks? My, my, my - it's my damn lucky day." he said as he approached, shaking his head slowly and tutting. He stood, of course, beside he original Roseycheeks and glanced the newcomer up and down quickly with an inquisitive and intense orange gaze. "Welcome to RiverClan then. I'm Ramses, and this is Roseycheeks." he said, nudging his small white companion. Since she had a habit of introducing him, he thought it only fair to return the favor. The rest of them could introduce themselves.

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    ♡ ♡ ♡ Coming up to stand beside Ivy, the blue Labrador let out a giggle at Ramses's comment. Roseycheeks.. She hadn't heard that before. It honestly made her day 10x better just to hear him say that, since he seemed serious a good bit of the time. She turned her attention to the white fem who asked to join. She calmly smiled at the ivory feline, looking down at her. "Name's B-Brooklynbaby. But Brooklyn or Brook is fine with me." Or whatever other nicknames, she wasn't one to be picky.

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    [fancypost=width: 450px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]Priscilla let out a huff of disappointment as the male began comparing her to the other female there. Not only was she a completely unique individual, but she thought herself much prettier than the other white feline. Rosey — or whatever her name was — didn't have the same lovely mane that she did. She wouldn't speak of it, of course; she was much nicer than that.


    "I would really appreciate it if you did not refer to me as a second anyone. I am my own unique individual, thank you," said the kitten with a curt nod. She tossed an expression after her words that clearly stated 'Do it again and I won't be happy'. She decided it was probably best to be kind with these people; they were taking her into their home. "It's lovely to meet you all. My name is Priscilla Inez — both are my first names."

    Waterstorm had seen the usual greeting committee gathering so she thought she would join. She heard the comments of the new feline looking like Rosewater and when she saw the new one, Priscilla, she couldn't help but agree. Waterstorm also noticed that Priscilla replied to Ramses' comments in a very snarky manner. She took note of it but decided it was not important enough to bring up. "Well Priscilla, I'm Waterstorm!" She tried to say this nicely but Waterstorm had a sinking feeling that Priscilla might continue to act better that others. She didn't want to be rude so she shoved that feeling away and forced a smile.


    Caesar blinked at Priscilla's response. "You have... two first names?" He asked with a confused frown. "How does that work?"
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    [spoiler=INFO & LINKS - UPDATED 3/12]
    GENERAL:
    caesar cipher | male (he/him) | minnow [shp] of (non-traditional) riverclan | physically and mentally 7 months
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT][/color] serval with brown eyes
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    none
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    no mental disabilities
    PERSONALITY:
    cocky, egotistical, quick talker, snarky
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, crushing on no one; still discovering romantic and sexual feelings
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically easy, mentally easy
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER:
    played by maple
    tag: #caesarcipher3
    Bill Cipher xx NPC (gen 2)
    tv tropes/bio

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    A small huff escaped past her lips as Ramses joked and nudged her. Seriously, one of these days she needed to find a nickname for him. However, her attention turned back from the direhound to Priscilla, who was now a part of RiverClan and apparently didn't like being a second Roseycheeks. The head doctor wasn't quite sure what to make of Priscilla- she was still a little surprised to see another white-furred, pink-eyed domestic cat, and she thought that the newcomer was decent enough, but the way she responded to Ramses rubbed Rosewater a little bit the wrong way. Perhaps it was the expression she threw afterward, or perhaps Rosewater was just feeling overly defensive thanks to having never seen someone so like her before. Still, she made an attempt to introduce herself and welcome Priscilla. "First of all, don't believe Ramses. My name is Rosewater. Second of all, like others have said, welcome to RiverClan. Do you want me to show you around, or can you find your own way?" Rosewater sniffed, her tail giving a subtle twitch behind her. She gave herself a mental pat on the back for offering what was basically a tour, and then fell silent. There was a pause as she glanced at Caesar, wondering whether or not it was worth it to respond to his question, but in the end she decided that she would just let Priscilla handle that one. It was her name, after all.

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    tags - second mate and co-head doctor - please mention to attack

    it seems that his clanmates had gotten to the newcomer, so he simply appeared in the presence of priscilla, dipping his head. [color=#F0FFFF]"arcanepaw creux. head doctor."

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    [fancypost=width: 450px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]Oh god. How many are there? Like ... Don't they have chores to be doing? It was a very valid question, she thought, and her brows raised in response. She turned to the other creatures who approached her — most whom were felines — and offered each of them a smile. "Er — uh — It's nice to meet you all." I guess. "I'd — er — really enjoy a tour, as long as it doesn't take me through a river. I find cold water most unpleasant."


    She moved towards the feline and stuck out her paw, attempting to show them how red it was. "My paw's still numb and red and cold from the last cold blast. I've been trying to find something warm to put on it, but the river is so cold," she explained, gentle placing her foot back on the ground.

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    Himiko revealed herself as she pushed through some bushes, a neutral expression upon her face. Her eyes flicked between each person, before landing on un unfamiliar face. She seemed to be a newcomer, and a smile appeared on her face as she quickened her face to approach Priscilla. "Hello Priscilla. You have a very beautiful name". infact, Himiko had enver heard the name before. It seemed very dainty and articulated.


    "My name is Himiko Konstantinov, and I would be more than willing to give you a tour". The snow leopard had been in a good mood for a while, and was eager to get to know the newcomer. "I'm sure others would be more than happy to join". This was an offer to anyone who wished to joined, no matter how long you had lived on thisisland for, it never failed to impress.

    tags — 19.03

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    [font=times]☼ duncan vantas xx kali xerses ☼ [color=white]8 months [color=#99C68E]☼ [color=white]riverclan [color=#99C68E]☼ [color=white]first mate [color=#99C68E]☼
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    [color=#e0e0e0]Well, she was certainly feeling testy, wasn't she? Not that it bothered him - not much made him take up the offense, short of enemies or something. In fact, banter such as this seemed to do the opposite with Ramses, as Rosewater had likely found out by now. The more he offended somebody the happier he appeared to be. He quirked a brow and pretended to look hurt, shifting his weight so that he stood a bit taller. "Don't worry Prilly, you're second to none." he assured, bowing into a long and lazy stretch before straightening up. He was sure Prilly would probably get her foaming at the mouth, but that of course was the reaction he was looking for. He flicked his bobbed tail and was distracted by a passing bird.

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    EVEN IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES — crocodilepaw — riverclan — male

    "Priscilla? Prilly? Ooh, what a lovely name! And a nice nickname too," He said, smiling at Ramses. He made the best nicknames, honestly. His crocodile tail swished heavily across the ground as he glanced at the albino femme, noticing her distaste for the water. He smirked to himself. Oh, splashing her with an "accidental" tidal wave would be on his bucket list for sure. "I'm Crocodilepaw, but you can call me Croc."
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    CAN YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT— INFORMATION TAGS

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    [fancypost=width: 450px; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]The kitten let out a loud huff, sending a pointed glance at the deputy. "It's not Prilly," she barked in a high-pitched tone. "Prissy is my nickname — Prissy, or just Priscilla." Though the more she thought about it, the more she knew it was likely that she was going to be dubbed 'Prilly'. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself for a moment. "But it's lovely to meet you anyways, Rammys," she she, trying to put on her most polite smile. "And you to, Croccy," she added quickly.