Seems Fitting ;; Open + Joiner

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    For a while now Weed had been looking for a new clan to join, and although he had for a short while been curious about Shadowclan- he had gone on to decide it would be smarter to join an allied clan. And why not Blizzardclan? They had seemed like a nice group- attending his picnic and all. Especially considering some other groups were a bit more of a no-show. But now wasn't the time to think of bad things. Now was the time to think of good things, and he considered new members a good thing. And this time, he got to be the new member as well! How fun, right? Well, he thought it was fun.

    Seating himself at the border for the time being, the Windclan adviser would calmly wait for someone to come across him. This couldn't take too long.

    Ice Demon — Yuki-Onna — Blizzardclan Paladin — she/her
    Yuki-Onna had thought in the past to check out another clan, just for curious sake but decided that BlizzardClan was the most suitable for her (not because of the name sounded good). They got two islands with cold climates that she deeply feels comfortable too since she was raised in the mountains. After adjusting to living the forest life, she was able to call this place home.
    Wandering down to check the border, the white feline smiles at seeing Weed sitting at the border. Coming her way, she bows het head in greeting. "Ohayo. What can I do for you today?" she asked politely.

    - I'M THE CULT OF PERSONALITY -
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    the next to approach was 2d, who was his nervous self as usual. he kept shifting from paw to paw, pure black eyes flicking from weed to the joiner almost in a scared manner. despite the fact that his brain kept telling him that this person showed nothing bad, he still - of course - felt fucking terrible over the prospect of having new people join. but whatever! he was just rambling, like he always does.

    Koa joined the group, an absent-minded grin on her face. She was still wary of joiners, despite being one recently herself. It was just a little scary getting to know new people for her.


    Her tail wagging behind her, Koa took a seat. Her paws were tucked neatly in front her her, ears prickled and teeth clenched. She was nervous, yes- but it was more of the constant anxiety that riddled her core than any particular fear that was presenting itself. She chose not to add anything to the discussion, waiting until it was her turn to speak.

    "Oh- ah, I'm Weed! I'm here to have a dual-alliance with Blizzardclan!" the shiba would announce, his blue gaze traveling through the three members who had gathered. Oh how interesting, usually there was only one greeter, maybe two. It was also interesting how no one had asked for his name. A bit weird but he didn't mind. He liked weird.

    A Windclanner named Weed? Pierce felt he had met the shiba before, though if he had it had only been in passing. Approaching after Koa, he listened quietly to the newcomer's words, a smile spreading across his maw. The scent of Windclan was quite strong on Weed's pelt, so there was no reason to ask about his clan. Instead, the vice-leader said brightly, "It's very nice to meet you, Weed! We'd love to have you stay with us. I'm Pierce, the vice-leader around here. How's Windclan doing?" This wasn't exactly a political visit, but it was polite to ask, wasn't it?
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    "Thanks! And Windclan is good.." the male would respond to the question, his gaze blinking. Why did things always turn political when he did things? Was it because he was the adviser of relations? Because he didn't think that was a good reason. Sometimes he wished he just didn't have to worry about how Windclan was doing 24/7, or at least the fact he had to tell everyone how his clan was- when they didn't even normally ask how he himself was.

    A dual alliance... how interesting. Koa had never heard of such a thing. She maintained her smile, though, not wanting to interrupt with any questions. But as the conversation turned slightly stale, she began to speak. "I'm Koa. Nice to meet you, and welcome," the malamute said softly, her brows raising slightly. The newcomer didn't seem very happy to talk about Windclan, so she decided to keep her questions for later.

    Perhaps it was for the best that Weed hadn't gone to ShadowClan. ShadowClan was a close ally of BlizzardClan's but Sweetophelia couldn't say the same of the relationship between ShadowClan and WindClan. There were a number of incidents between the two enemies in the past although it seemed that as of late, ShadowClan had turned their attention away from WindClan. "I believe we've met before," Sweetophelia remarked slowly. The name "Weed" sounded vaguely familiar. "Either way, welcome to BlizzardClan. I'm Sweetophelia Targaryen."
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