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    NEVER GIVE UP — scout ison — blizzardclan loner — he/him

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]a siberian husky, with a blue and white bandanna and blue sunglasses, stood in close to the border of blizzardclan. his fur was flowing in the wind, and he gulped. the male had never gone into the territory before; he had been a bit afraid. but, stories of the clanners and their adventures intrigued him. looking down slightly, so his glasses wouldn't fall off, he drew a deep breath. 'oh well, here goes nothing.' stepping over the border with his paw, the husky known as scout ison entered the territory.


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    [center][fancypost= bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][font=times new roman][align=justify]"Hey, I like your glasses!" Pierce complimented as he caught the intriguing sight of a dog wearing colorful glasses. His friend, Riddlersgame, wore glasses, but their lenses were clear, and they helped him see. What help could blue glasses possibly offer? As is obvious from the young vice-leader's opinion on Scout's glasses, he had no idea what sunglasses were, or what they were for. He skipped over to the canine, cocking his head before requesting politely, "Name and business on Blizzardclan territory?" Was this stranger a joiner, perhaps? Blizzardclan's number of joiners had slowed a bit in the past week, but they still had at least one each day.



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    NEVER GIVE UP — scout ison — blizzardclan loner — he/him

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]at the sound of a new voice, his ears perked and he turned towards the sound. a cat was approaching him, and he remembered what type these were. his mother called them "severals." "oh, thank you! they're sunglasses; they help keep the sun out of my eyes." scout added, as most animals he encountered didn't really know what they were for. it was a gift from his sister. "I'm scout ison, looking to join blizzardclan, pleasure to meet you." the husky smiled, shaking his pelt quickly.
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    [align=justify]/hey dream! welcome to blizzardclan.
    vang decided, since she apparently had some sort of reputation to keep up with her friendship points, that she was to go out and greet every sort of newcomer that passed by in the day. it was odd for her to see herself frolicking around with a whole group of people, desperate to meet someone new, but honestly, vang went to parties and did the exact same thing. what difference could it make with the settings a little altered?


    "scout ison? are you some military man?" the young winzor chuckled, striding up to assess this fellow with her amused golden gaze. huh, he was another husky. perhaps she could work her magic and set him up with her mother, but of course, she wasn't sure if her mum would appreciate her work. [color=#b0a0a8]"vang winzor-darling-harbringer; a pleasure to meet your acquaintance." was it meet or make? ah dear, she would have looked it up, but had no interest in grammatical rules at the moment. perhaps this scout ison would not mind.


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    NEVER GIVE UP — scout ison — blizzardclan loner — he/him

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]ooc > ahh, good to be here rie!


    scout perked his ears as someone else came over. she seemed to be a mix of a... husky, like himself, and a... leopard? yeah, that's what it's called. "well, you could say that." he joked, dipping his head slightly, but his glasses fell off. clearing his throat, he sat down and somehow put them back on his nose with his paws. "sorry for correcting you... vang, but it's 'make your acquaintance." he grinned, standing back up. also, no need for the full name, you can just call me scout." he laughed, grinning.
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    info - 4/06


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    [align=justify] why did one bother with glasses? they just seemed like a nuisance to fiddle around with. did they help with his sight? or, were they just for show? "'hoped i could'a slipped that one by ya'." she said, her australian accent dripping from her words. [color=#b0a0a8]"well, scout seems like some name for a kid. you're no kid, are ya' now? i'll call you ison."     there was no wrong in her statement, right? ison seemed like a really cool name alone.


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    ♚ makaio

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    NEVER GIVE UP — scout ison — blizzardclan loner — he/him

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]ooc > shoot, I keep forgetting to make him british xD [I gotta add that in my tags, too]


    scout chuckled to himself, and decided to ignore the fact that his name was something like a kid's. now fully onto blizzardclan territory, he looked around. "so, do I follow you guys to your camp or somethin'? and, I suppose ison is fine, and I'll just call you vang. and, pardon the accent, it can be a bother sometimes." he grinned, shaking his fur out again. it was quite a habit of his.
    thoughts ran through his head as he awaited the response from one of the two. 'I wonder what will await me? will I have to change my name? I wouldn't mind, but it'd be a hard thing to do.'
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    CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — blizzardclan — she/her — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Loveletter was seen long before she was heard, a rambunctious flurry of steps and leaps and bounds that crushed all foliage in her way. She was not energetic nor excitable, but rather clumsy and exhausted, and her frantic stride was only a testament to her sleep deprivation. The calico soon came from the forest, and as soon as she laid eyes on Ison, an award winning smile came to her face, but failed to light up her glassy amber gaze. "Hey, glasses squad unite!" she cheered, north in her voice as she moved closer and tipped her striped glasses in his direction. "Name's Loveletter. You ever need help with burying a body, hit me up! " she was joking obviously.... was she?


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    NEVER GIVE UP — scout ison — blizzardclan loner — he/him

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]ooc > thanks! excited to finally get into the main game; I've been wanting to do it for a long time, and never had the courage!


    scout perked his ears when another one came. she was definitely than all the others, just a normal domestic feline. beaming at her comment, he stood a bit taller. "it's nice to meet someone with glasses!" when she mentioned the part about burying a dead body, he blinked. "oh, uh, no need to worry about that, mate. I don't kill, unless I need some food. oh- and that's a lovely name, but it's so odd too!" it was quite a different name; he'd never heard anything like it.
    he was beginning to like this place already. 'I think I belong here- everyone I've met is so kind, and I hope they all will be!' blizzardclan seemed hostile when he didn't know it at first, but it actually wasn't that much when he came inside.
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    CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — blizzardclan — she/her — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]/then I'm glad you came to Blizzardclan as your first try!!


    Listening to him with perked ears and an attentive, languid smile, the casual, amusing feline winked again, a devilish smirk approaching her lips."Oh yeah, ya don't kill. But seriously, you ever really need a shovel or something, I got ya covered. I do consider myself, ahem, very prepared." Loveletter posed and laughed with a wide grin. Almost as if on cue, her glasses seem to slide form her face and onto the ground, but out of embarrassment, she didn't grab them, instead continuing to pose as a part of the joke.





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    NEVER GIVE UP — scout ison — blizzardclan loner — he/him

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]ooc > me too!


    scout rolled his eyes, but didn't say anything. when her glasses fell off, he bent down and grabbed them in his jaws. placing them back on her nose, he looked at them before realizing they were crooked. using his paw to make them straight again, he smirked. "there you go. now, when will I be able to join or go to your camp?" he asked excitedly, his paws tingling.
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    LIVING THE DREAM, YOURS AND MINE — mack xerxes — blizzardclan — male

    "Consider yourself a member now," Mack said with a smile, hearing Scout's inquiry. Looking over his appearance, with his bandana and sunglasses, he thought the newcomer was pretty cool already. He hitched his breaths slightly from his rib injuries, but he managed to look happy anyways. "My name's Mack. Would you like a tour?"
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    ...Çelina

    "If you'll be going on that tour, I'll come with you," Çelina said after she'd approached the group and heard Mack's offer. This joiner certainly seemed nice and it would be great to get to know him more, but the femme mostly wanted to accompany the macawnine to make sure he'd be okay, remembering the incident earlier. She assumed he'd gotten rest since then, but it would make her feel better to see that he had improved. "That is, if you don't mind. I'm Çelina, by the way."
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    NEVER GIVE UP — scout ison — blizzardclan loner — he/him

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]scout grinned as mack came over. "pleasure to meet ya, mack. scout ison- if you hadn't already heard." pausing, he nodded. "oh, yeah, a tour would be lovely. wouldn't want to wonder around because I don't know where to go!" he said a bit awkwardly, but brushed it off. when Çelina came over, he dipped his head slightly. "I don't mind, but it's all up to this guy over here. oh, and what a lovely name. I suppose you heard mine already." he grinned, and narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw mack's breaths change slightly. "sorry for asking, as this might be a bit rude, but are you alright, mate? looks like you got yourself an injury."
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    info - 4/07

    [center][fancypost= bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][font=times new roman][align=justify]Pierce smiled as more and more of his clanmates arrived. It was good to see a joiner so welcomed - while his fellow Blizzardclanners were often welcoming, it still warmed his heart to see them so friendly toward strangers. His eyes widened with curiosity at the name "sunglasses". Keeping sun out of your eyes sure was handy, wasn't it? He'd get himself a pair, but he had no idea where to find them, or if they would look good on him. "Oh, wow, that's really cool!" he exclaimed, tail wagging happily. "It's nice to meet you too, Scout. Welcome to the clan!" he continued, though fell silent as the others approached and began speaking as well. He was glad to hear Mack's offer at a tour - the hybrid had received a warning for helping strangers at the last meeting, and it made him happy to see his comrade picking it up a bit.


    "My name's Pierce, by the way, sir! I'm the vice-leader here. Let me know if you find yourself needing anything, alright?" It was rare that newcomers ever came for help, but he always offered it anyway. How rude would it be of him if he didn't? Very, was the answer.

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    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]ooc > I love pierce btw, he's so adorable cx


    scout smiled, dipping his head towards pierce. 'wow, vice-leader. sounds important.' he thought, cocking his head. "cool name! also, thanks mate, I might or might not need the help. a bit forgetful up in the noggin- you know what I mean?" he chuckled, shaking his pelt out again.
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    ...Çelina

    It appeared that Çelina had been correct in her assumption that this husky was a kind creature. In fact, something about him reminded her of Dan, her mother's old friend. It was probably his accent paired with the fact he was so nice. Dan alway had been polite. "Thank you. Your pelt is also lovely." She'd met huskies before, but none that looked as interesting as Scout.
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    NEVER GIVE UP — scout ison — blizzardclan warrior — he/him

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]scout, for no reason, ducked his head and blushed at the words. "oh, thank you! I've never seen a wolf of your kind before; you're very pretty." he commented, his icy-blue eyes scanning her white pelt. smiling slightly, he pawed at the ground. //low muse, sorry for that rip.
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    info - 4/07