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    Sure he was also in StormClan. Did he care? Wasn't a stormclanner leader here? Maybe if the Elite wasn't allies with ShadowClan, they could be allies. Not that he particularly cared. The dogon would make his way over to the border, the scent familiar from when he came and beat the living day lights out of the previous leader in a mad rage. Not that anyone had to know about that. So he would wait, wondering who would come and greet him.

    i could keep running, hiding till they find me

    ( male - older than time - the elite - stormclan - archangel - tags )

    Since Lucifer had disappeared, leaving Gabriel as leader of the Elite, the golden-furred archangel had been nervous about the future of the clan. He'd never really cared about the future before, but this time it wasn't only his life and wellbeing he was protecting--it was the members of the Elite's as well. They were few in numbers, and he didn't want to see the huge mansion abandoned yet again. In all honesty, he liked the gloomy mansion, and didn't really mind the smell. He'd smelled plenty worse in his years of living--and that was millennia of experience.

    Now, as always, he was wandering the territory, scouting for the best places to hunt. He himself didn't need to eat, but the rest of the clan did, and as leader he was responsible for their health. And he wasn't going to let anyone go hungry, no matter how prideful they may be. He was in the middle of tracking down a rabbit he'd lost sight of when his sharp nose caught an unfamiliar scent. Following it to the border, he was slihtly surprised to find a StormClanner. He hadn't ever really spoken to the dogon before, but he recognized him from the other clan. Since he figured there was no danger because they were both in the same clan, he trotted on over to the other male, an easy smile on his face as he shifted the lollipop--which was strawberry-flavored today, unlike the usual blue raspberry or cola--in his maw.

    He slowed to a stop when he reached the dogon--what was his name, was it Benvolio?--and finally spoke up. "Hey there. What brings you to the Elite?" Was he needed in StormClan right now for some reason? Were they under attack? He somewhat anxiously awaited a response, shifting lihtly from one paw to the other.

    He was a tad surprised that the only person he recognized was the first to greet him. Benedict would listen to the other's words, not caring about his anxious body language- or even paying attention to body language, and figure it was close enough to what he was expecting as a response. The male was kind of surprised he was this good at talking with whatever that was in his mouth. "I want to join- dual alliance." Benedict said in reply.

    i could keep running, hiding till they find me

    ( male - older than time - the elite - stormclan - archangel - tags )

    The canine's response to the statement was, of course, a somehow even broader smile. He was slightly surprised by the dogon's claim of wanting to join, but the grin never fell. It was partially habit for Gabe to be almost constantly smiling, anyway. "Well, then, welcome to the Elite! Do you want a tour of the place or anything?" He gave a wag of his tail before realizing that if he couldn't remember the dogon's name, the other might not know his name. "I'm Gabriel, by the way."

    A welcome, offer for a tour, about whatcha he'd expect. Not that that was a bad thing. Introduction- oh he should introduce himself too just in case. "I'm Benedict, and if you could show me to camp that'd be great." The male spoke.

    i could keep running, hide until they find me

    ( male - older than time - the elite - stormclan - archangel - tags )

    Benedict! He was close enough with his guess of Benvolio, though Benedict was definitely more fitting for the dogon. "Alright, Benedict. It's actually not too far. Giant mansion, pretty nice. Kind of dusty, but I'm getting it sorted out. Just follow me and we'll be there soon." He turned with another quick wag of his tail, navigating his way to the mansion by memory. He'd mapped out almost the entire territory by now, to his pleasure, and hoped the other Elitists would soon as well. "What brings you here, anyway? Just randomly decided to join?" He questioned over his shoulder, golden eyes showing just the slightest flint of intrigue.

    Mansion? Sounded cool. He hadn't heard of a clan in a mansion before. He gave a nod and followed Gabriel, trying to put to memory the way. Why did he join? "Not sure, more of just an on a whim thing. Why not?" Benny replied.