It was nice sort of day; the kind where the sun shined bright and most of its heat was swept off by a gentle wind. This, Serafin thought, was the best sort of day for delivering gifts. The Darkclan commander traveled the path to the Colouredclan border with quick, deliberate steps. A wicker basket was clamped tightly in his jaws. Alone the dog would wait at the border, silently wondering what would become of Darkclan and Colouredclan's trial alliance. He had heard that the two groups hadn't got on well in the past, but he had never been there to experience that. Hopefully they will overlook whatever that history was.
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The scent sent her fur bristling. DarkClan. Weren't they enemies at one point? It must've not been too bad, because Grey can't remember anything but a few mentions of the clan marked as an enemy. Now SunClan, that had been a bitter and long blood filled rivalry. Once she caught sight of the basket in the leader's jaws, she calmed down.
Greymatter was not one for needless fights. It's been a while since she's been home, alliances shift all the time. So when she descends from the air to greet the DarkClanner, she takes a causal but cautioned stance.
"Hello there. I assume you're here to deliver ally gifts?" She gives a polite smile. Her wings fold against her back, but she's prepared to attack in case it's some sort of trick.
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▼ ARACHNOPHOBIA| ARA| DIXON-GREENE ▼
BABY DO YOU DARE TO DO THIS?
The girl would trot up and offer a warm smile. "Hey. Welcome back darling. Starting to think you may have a crush here in my clan." She cooed as she waved her tail behind her. Offering a teasing smile. "Want to rest here a bit? How is Darkclan lately?"
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YURI MUZIKANT Yuri was misinformed. He had set DarkClan up on the enemy list when he had the power. He had even spent some of his youth in DarkClan hoping to be trained as a soldier. He had been disappointed and bitter towards the place since. He thought them better a punching bag than an ally at the time. He had had little positive interaction with the group in recently times. The dark stripped tabby approached with the mindset he was going to address an enemy. The scent of DarkClan lead him to where two of his clanmates already stood. His fur was puffed up as was his chest but he glared at Ara and Greymatter with confusion in his fuchsia irises. Arachnophobia’s words were kind and as if she were speaking to a friend.
Yuri took a breath and stood just behind his two present clanmates. Things sure had changed around in ColouredClan. Yuri blamed the deserter, Dimitri, or maybe even past leaderships before that. The changes made it hard for him to easily navigate through foreign affairs, something he never was skilled at or at least conventional with. He cleared his throat and tried to hide away the aggression he had forced out of himself moments before. ”Greet-ings. You must be from DarkClan? I don’t remember there being an alliance in place, but I am returning here and I’m not up to date on the politics. My name is Yuri, by the way.” He addressed the canine in front of him. He took notice of the basket of gifts and wondered what could be inside it.
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Serafin nodded to the first person to arrive. "That's right. I thought I would drop in to say hello again." he said, sliding the basket forward. "Thank you, Darkclan is doing well. And Colouredclan?" he replied to the cheetah with a small smile. The part about a crush embarrassed the dog slightly. As far as he knew, nobody he was close with resided in Colouredclan. Darkclan had only two allies to interact with, so he liked to stay involved.
//rushed
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