noughts and crosses [☆] o, gifts

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    WHERE'S MY MIND — alice — windclan — she/her — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]So this was the Westeros, then. The lion child had made her way to the border, all the way from Windclan, nose wrinkling slightly. She never noticed the stink of Windclan's borders (partially due to the recent move), yet any foreign boundaries gave off quite a stench, in her opinion. Nevertheless, Alice seated herself a few feet from the scent markers, hazel eyes scanning the horizon for a patrol. With luck, she wouldn't be waiting long. "Gifts from Windclan," the cub announced, hoping to attract some attention to the scene. A basket was placed beside her, filled with an assortment of goodies; wind chimes, dream catchers, some of their new rice crops and various other presents.


    "Our thanks to Windclan," came the feline's purr as she padded forward, giving a toothy grin to Alice. She leaned down to sniff the goodies, her eyebrows raising in curiosity at them. "Never had these as gifts before. I'll be sure to find a use for them," Meg purred. "I didn't catch a name?"


    (c) advo

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    WHERE'S MY MIND — alice — windclan — she/her — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Alice took a calming breath, and smiled shyly at Meg, taking note of her features. It was a habit the girl had; generally to avoid eye contact. The Westerosi seemed pretty welcoming, so the child's friendly gesture came off as genuine. After all, if things went well, these people would be Windclan's allies. Best make a good impression for the trial run. "I'm Alice," she spoke eventually; slightly reluctant despite feeling comfortable in the femme's presence. "How's Westeros?" Idle chat wasn't common from the girl, but she was the first Windclan representative they would meet. Well, with the exception of Oliver, but she had heard he was a regular here, too.

    [center][fancypost=background-color:; border: 0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 17px; color: black]「 be still and know that i'm with you — be still and know i am 」

    Fortinbras was glad to see that WindClan had not forgotten the trial run they had been granted, grateful that they were extending their generosity as an example of their desire to become firm friends. He himself still felt quite ambivalent regarding allying Westeros with peaceful-leaning Clans; his desire to keep politics as straightforward and close-knit as possible contrasted with his wish to have as much peaceful time in the kingdom as possible. Of course, the decision was not his to make, and all he could do was hope he came to a more secure feeling on the matter in due time. "Westeros is very well, thank you, Alice." the deputy spoke warmly, brown eyes settling comfortably on the lion cub. "WindClan has our thanks for their kindness. How is WindClan?"
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    Ah, so WindClan has finally visited. RiverClan has yet to visit, or Ace thought so, anyway. The Shepherd came over and merely dipped his head in thanks for the gifts, as he had nothing to add to the conversation.
    "speaking" actions thoughts


    (c) advo

    [spoiler=INFO & LINKS - UPDATED 4/07][fancypost=bgcolor=; border:0px; width:375px; font-size:7.5pt]
    GENERAL:
    ace lannister the steadfast | male (he/him) | warden [hp] of the west of westeros | titles: master of alliances, the steadfast | physically and mentally 2 years
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] german shepherd
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    none
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    none
    PERSONALITY:
    compassionate, strong about his beliefs, strong willed, alert, hard working, aloof at times, shy around crowds
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, (lowkey?) crushing on strider; biromantic, bisexual
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically easy, mentally easy
    attack in BLACK
    OTHER:
    played by maple
    tag: #lordacelannister
    head of the lannister house
    ambassador to blizzardclan
    bio/tv tropes

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    WHERE'S MY MIND — alice — windclan — she/her — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]The cub dipped her head in greeting to the pair, becoming a little more fidgety with every arrival. Swallowing her nerves, Alice nodded politely. "That's good to hear," she murmured softly, and paused to ponder his question. "Windclan is doing well, too. We've just about settled down now, after that big move, so you can be expecting a visit from us regularly. " That was the plan. Unless they showed up so often to the point of irritation. That was not the plan.

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    "Ah, glad to hear it. How is the new territory treating you all? What is it like?" he was genuinely curious, and it showed in the lilt of his voice and the alert expression on his face.
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