FISH IN THE SEA // open, hawkclan invite

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  • This would be a rather quick invite but she had no time to dawdle on clan borders. It would be an invite through words written on paper, not verbally. She wished she could but there were too many clans to invite right now and she couldn't stop on each one. The feline was riding on the back of her griffin and clicked her tongue when she spotted The Sanctum territory. The griffin descended and Littlestar grabbed the blue envelope and let it go. The envelope drifted down onto the territory and landed square in the middle of camp. On the front of the invite was 'The Sanctum!' The inside was as so;


    The Sanctum,


    You have formally been invited to a Hawkclan party. There will be drinks, food and music. We would love to see you there. The path will be lit by lanterns, follow them and you will find yourself amidst fairy lights and food. Hope you can come.


    Littlestar.


    ADVENTURE IN THE EVENING AIR // open, hawkclan party

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  • Haiiro had become accustomed to notes being left on the border of ShadowClan, but unfortunately, growing to understand the existence of notes did not suddenly grant him the ability to read. It wasn't that he wasn't literate, as he could read fluently in braille, but he simply couldn't see. This, however, was an envelope smelling distinctly of HawkClan that came floating down into the middle of camp, causing much alarm in Haiiro as he momentarily forgot that he no longer lived in a place where he was at war with HawkClan. "There's a letter from HawkClan," he called out flatly, expression neutral as ever.

  • As Jelloshots approached, Haiiro heaved a sigh of relief - finally someone to read the note to him, or at least let him know that it was indeed an invite and not just some declaration of war or whatnot. "I'd assume so. I'm not sure what kind of event it is, though," he replied, the only sign of his confusion a slight narrowing of his eyes. In fact, he knew nothing other than the fact that there was a paper from HawkClan in the middle of their camp that apparently detailed some sort of event. According to Deadboy, anyone could accept invitations, and so he assumed they could go. Hopefully, he was right, as Haiiro fully intended on going.