roses are red || O-INVITE

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    Spellpaw padded over to Thunderclan with not a basket, but an elegantly sealed letter clamped tightly in his jaws. The apprentice gingerly placed the envelope at the border and held it down with a rock. "Spellpaw from Stormclan here to invite you guys to an art talent show!"he called, "I'm leaving the invite here." In case they hadn't heard him, the invite inside contained all the same information and further details on when, where, and how the event worked. The letter inside read exactly: You are invited to an art themed talent show. At noon in Stormclan's camp. Feel free to come watch or perform an act. Acts must be art-related, appropriate for kits to watch, and not exceed twenty minutes in length. Otherwise, the act is entirely up to you. We look forward to seeing you there.


    we're painting the roses red || O- Art Talent Show

    talent show. that was the note invite Anna had found on the border as she had been out exploring. well- not just any talent show, an art talent show. odd, she had no idea how that would work out. but she knew she would go and see how that worked. then maybe next time if they hosted the same event, she could take part! and that would be fun. she would get to meet more people as well!


    "hey everyone, stormclan invited us to an art talent show thing!" Anna would call out, turning away from the border and to any passerby's happily. she could already tell this was an event her sister probably wouldn't be attending, but maybe a little push and she might find her kin there anyways. it would certainly be a feat though.

    "Sounds pretty damn cool. Are you going?" Nikita inquired to Anna. The leopard was actually a really big fan of art, as she loved seeing what people could create. She was an artist herself, but did not consider her art good, rather extremely unhealthy and nasty. It might appeal to others, but Nikita could only see flaw in her work, in everything she does.

    she said she love me but she don't know my real name

    "sure i am!" Anna would reply happily to Nikita as the other asked. it would certainly be a good chance to get to know allies. besides, she could report back to her sister later and even show off some of the things she had learned while at the talent show.


    -rushed

    I'M BORDERLINE GOOD AND I'M BORDERLINE BAD —


    ★-- "Art gallery, huh?" Sasha asked as she padded up, ears perked. "Sounds interesting. I might go, given Germanicus approves of the invite."

    Sasha saw no difference between a "art talent show" and a art gallery, really. They sounded like practically the same thing, maybe a few minor quirks to it to make it a bit more of a show. Who knows, maybe they'd light up fireworks.

    "Mm, I bet Feli would've liked this." Sasha said quietly. "Painted a really gorgeous picture of me once, I still have it in storage somewhere."

    An art talent show? Feliciano couldn't even believe it, that one of the many passions he had, which was art, was going to come back to him in form of an invitation to another Clan. "I think I wanna join, but eheh, I haven't practiced in art too much." he added, sticking a tongue on and letting a paw scratch the back of his neck.


    And then, Sasha mentioned his own name, about how she still got a painting of herself made by him... The small apprentice decided to act indifferent, naive to who Sasha was referring to as now, he was curious as to what Sasha may think of him "Who is Feli, Sasha? Is he some former member?" he inquired, eyes blinking wide with curiosity.

    Art. Graphite pencils. Forest. I was once an artist.


    Whether he kept that ability, he hadn't a clue, but he vaguely remembered creating many drawings with graphite pencils, as well as helping an old friend--their name also a distant memory--paint a mural. But he knew that he once had the ability to shape and form and paint. Hopefully Zjarr would be able to compete. "I'd be interested," he commented as he padded over and sat down to await Germanicus' verdict. For once, he seemed somewhat excited and content. Going back to an old hobby was always fun.

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    Oh, whoa. Germanicus trotted over, fashionably late. He peered around his Clanmates to catch a glimpse of the letter. "Oh, you all can go." He said. Well, why not? He definitely would not participate, as always, his paws were suited for hard labor and not delicate pastimes like art. He wouldn't mind watching. His eyes flickered dangerously in Veneziano's and Sasha's direction once the topic of Feliciano was brought up. Gott, I hope you know what you are doing, Feli. He thought privately to himself, though he knew Veneziano might be able to hear it.

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