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    YURI MUZIKANT


    The acrid scent of sunbaked death… The commander wrinkled his nose as he halted at the border of BloodClan. A beige stony wall stained darker at the top with what Yuri could only guess at. The smell, the skeletons, the reputation… A breath left him and he was no coward just a priss about his long handsome pelt. The angora leapt up and flapped his dark pink butterfly wings. In the desert sun, the fragile appendages seemed to sparkle. His clawed paws clicked onto the top of the wall barrier that separated BloodClan from the rest of the world.


    The higher view he obtained from his perch only seemed to reveal more ivory sand. He threw a glance back at his clanmates before he flicked his tail to invite them to join him on the wall. They could wait for BloodClan right here. It was protocol to wait upon the border with non-allies. He would call out coolly to the harsh land in case they would perceive him. The sweat that was starting to from under his fur was uncomfortable. He was used to the more mild temperatures in ColouredClan. ”Greetings, BloodClan! We are here to speak with your leader.” Yuri couldn’t even put a name to who he was after. He did not know the current leader of BloodClan nor did he know their stance with ColouredClan.

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    ♥ ― Bloodclan's scent washed over the young female. She would leap up after her leader and land on the top of the wall, letting the blood wash her paws. A chirp of excitement would escape her and she looked out over the lands she once called home. Her home was just beyond this boarder. She could abandon Yuri here and run. Leave her bloody prints in the sand. Return to her friends. Her family. The thought brought life into her. She could forget Yuri once and for all. Yet, she knew that was a lie and her heart would drag her back.


    He was her heart, and she was unable to deny that. She knew he would never love her. That he would use her wildly. Yet, she would let him walk all over her. He could lead her to her death, and she would still love her. "This brings back memories. Merle, Beth, Alyson. Eva. HBK. Reyna. All gone, I'm sure." She admits with a shiver.


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    Bloodclan. This was the clan that Antonio had hear a little bit about, yet hadn't really developed much of an opinion on. So, when they were called up onto the wall, the ivory serval would leap up beside Yuri, settling down comfortably beside him. Rather than growl and snarl, the ex-gangster remained utterly silent upon the wall, hard eyes awaiting the approach of those that htey had come to see. The handsome figure was not fond of causing trouble, after all. Well, not yet at least.

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    Well, lucky them - here came their leader now, though she didn't look very happy. A dark scowl was visible on her features as she approached the border, craning her neck to look up at the Colouredclanners. Ugh, what did they want? Barb glowered at them, her lip curled as she watched the three strangers. Dimitri led Colouredclan, right? She didn't dislike him for his attack on Jackdaw, rather for being the annoying little shit he always had been. Evidently, she was unaware of the fact that the kitsune had left the clan. "Well, I'm here," greeted the molly harshly, taking a seat. "What do you want?" Dimitri wasn't here, which was good, but if this had anything to do with an alliance with that bastard, the answer would be a firm no.

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    Colouredclan - once, they had been allies, had they not? Or was this just a fable of his poor memory? Well, whether they had or not, Jackdaw had declared them enemies after being attacked by their former leader, Dimitri. Though having no problems with them personally and being rather clueless about what had gone down between them, as well as unaware that leadership had changed, Jamison approached cautiously after his sister, an eyebrow raised with mild suspicion. They didn't seem hostile, in fact, they seemed kind of docile. Not to mention there were only three of them. "Uh, that's Barbara, and I'm Jamison," he added, introducing both himself and his twin as he assumed they didn't know either of their names. It was clear Barb was in a pissy mood, so he stopped there, deciding he would withhold any friendly greetings until he found out what they really wanted.

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    Yuri sat up straighter when he saw the two figures begin to crawl across the desert sands towards him and his group. He had Ara to one side and Antonio to his other. He was glad he had made the decision to bring comrades for this excursion. The Bloodclanners were always such brutes. These two tabby’s color wasn’t so different from his base pelt color. Both had fur on the fluffier side too. Yuri wondered how they handled it in this dry place. Say? They had the same thing Frightfur and Antonio had going on. They looked very similar…

     

    Yuri took the blunt greeting from the female twin. ”Huaa..,” he muttered as a uncertain hum before gritting his teeth. Then he then forced a smirk onto his thin lips. His fuchsia eyes slickered over to the male tabby when he offered slightly warmer words or at least introduced them. Barbara. That was the BloodClan leader’s name. Yuri left his seating position to stand tall and puff out his fluffy chest. His butterfly wings were held high as he found Barb’s icy eyes. He liked his perch above the Bloodclanner’s heads even if he was upon their death wall display. If Yuri glanced to the side the sickening reminder that this place was full of loons glared at him in the form of a forsaken feline’s skeleton.

     

    ”Greetings, Barbara and Jamison. I am Yuri Muzikant, Spectrum Commander of ColouredClan. Yes, ColouredClan has fallen back under my control. I have come to speak about the relationship between our groups.” Yuri barely knew about the drama that occurred between Dimitri and BloodClan. Yuri barely knew Dimitri. All he knew of the past leader of ColouredClan was that he was filthy enough to leave something Yuri cared so much about in shambles and leaderless. ”So I have heard the concerning rumor that something the past commander did upset you all. I don’t know who this Dimitri is, but he isn’t important to me. I’m willing to bring you into my fun if you’ll forget the cowardly past commander of my clan too. Hphm.” The regal angora huffed and stuck his nose up to the desert sun but his eyes quickly rolled downward to fix upon his audience.


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    Bloodclan had always been a blast and he missed the times he'd played with former warlords there, especially Tessa. However, the runsway Kitsune Dimitri (who Fright had actually the 'pleasure' of meeting personally unlike many of his comrades) had soiled all the fun. Still, a pale white and metallic form suddenly appeared among the other Colouredclanners present. Fright stayed close to his twin, Antonio, as he gazed at the Bloodclanners with a smile that slipped between the candy sucker that sat between his pale, sugar-coated lips.


    He was silent for now and trying not to sweat his pelt off in the desert heat as he was sure his friends had everything handled.


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    Barb glanced to her brother as he approached, the fainstest flicker of a smile appearing on her lips at the sight of him before quickly disappearing. Normally, she was friendlier, flirtier, but at the moment she was distracted by the grumpiness that had overtaken her that morning and the grudge she held against Colouredclan's former leader. She huffed ever so slightly as Jamie introduced them, having not really felt that the others deserved to know their names, but remained silent as he and Yuri spoke. Of-fucking-course, he wanted to know what Bloodclan and Colouredclan's "relationship" was. Had he not known his own clan's alliances before stepping up as their leader? Amateur. Though, truthfully, she wasn't too sure about Bloodclan and Colouredclan's relationship either - Jackdaw had left before any real announcements were made.


    However, as the other leader continued, Barbie felt her tense position loosen slightly. Dimitri was gone? "No surprise there," she scoffed with a roll of her azure eyes. The bastard - of course he couldn't keep up responsibility. He was too much of a lazy asshole. "Y'know, Dimitri is just a dick in general. He and I have a bit of... history, you might say," hummed Barbara, clearly not as hostile as before though not nearly as bubbly as she usually was. "But with him gone, I might be willing to give Colouredclan a chance at some sort of an alliance - he attacked a former leader, and there was a big shitfest about that." Raising a paw to fan herself, though she wasn't doing much more but blowing hot air in her face, Barb continued, "If you're interested in rekindling Bloodclan and Colouredclan alliance, I'm gonna have a few questions to ask. Number one, what clans are you currently allies and enemies with?" If this did end up being a thing, they had to share similar ties, after all.


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    ♥ ― That was where she stepped in. "Darkclan, The Skulls, and The Rift." She replied as she slipped won and offered a bow to the leader. "The Blackheart Rogues, The Exiles, The Cartel are our enemies." She replied with a friendly tone.

    ColouredClan was back -- that was a good sign, Ximen knew. They were always the most flamboyant of the anti-clan crew back when they were still kicking, and he looked forward to them adding their strange weird culture back into the mix that was politics in general. Taking a seat by Jamison, the warlord simply observed for now, waiting to hear how this conversation went.

    BloodClan. For as far back as Greymatter can recall in her faulty memory bank, the two have always been allies. To hear news that Dmitiri started a fight with them was deeply disturbing. The more she heard of Dmitiri, the more she wished to run her claw through his throat. Greymatter is not a violent creature in nature. She is cautious and wary, preferring her enemies to act first and analyze their move before responding. But loyalty has always been a valued trait of hers, and she's always placed her loyalty in ColoredClan. She has faith that ColoredClan leaders make decisions that help the clan, not endanger it. To see the destruction Dmitiri has left in his awake angers her deeply.


    "I believe I can speak for everyone when I say that ColoredClan despises Dmitri for the destruction he has carelessly caused," Greymatter speaks up, rich with thinly veiled anger, "and I am personally enraged by how he broke one of ColoredClan's longest alliances by attacking your former leader."

    YURI MUZIKANT


    His soldiers had his back and he flicked his tail to his side to point towards Arachnophobia. ”As, Arachnophobia said, The Skulls, The Rift, and DarkClan are our current official allies. I am finalizing things with ShadowClan, but I assume they will be mine soon.” ShadowClan was always his favorite- but arguably BloodClan had been more helpful in the past and long standing. ShadowClan liked the throw them around. Maybe that’s why Yuri liked to play with them so much. ”The Blackheart Rogues are huuge nuisances to us. I would appreciate some aid in busting them up a bit. In return, I can give you aid in the quarrel with SunClan. I see you guys aren’t getting along. I have my own reasons beside sole alignment for disliking SunClan.” He spied a little or tried to get news off of anyone he could about SunClan- not because he especial interested in the silly pro-group but because he had a crush, or no that wasn’t the word, interest that lived there. ”The rest of our enemies are The Exiles and The Cartel.” Yuri allowed his haughtiness to lessen as Barbara seemed to relax some.

     

    ”To add to what lovely Greymatter said, I will kill the old commander if he shows his face in my domain.” Yuri had no sympathy for traitors or cowards. ”I will pass on learning about your and his history, sorry.” Yuri really didn’t want to know. ”What other questions do you have?” The tomcat purred. He was certain he had this deal sealed. The other anti-clans wanted to act like they didn’t need him, but they did. Had they forgotten he was still one of them?

     

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    The Rift and Darkclan were technically enemies of Bloodclan, though not actively so - she couldn't even remember the last time she had seen one of their members, so she wasn't too concerned about their alliance. In fact, she had been considering seeking alliances with them herself, so perhaps a shared ally would do them good. "We share the Skulls as an ally," she stated lightly. "And we're currently on neutral grounds with Darkclan and the Rift." As for their enemies, well, it was pretty much perfect. Bloodclan hadn't had much trouble with the Exiles recently, but they had been planning attacks on both the Cartel, with Westeros, and on the Blackheart Rogues for many reasons. Well, it was good that they pretty much had the same relationships with other clans, then.


    Ximen appeared next, and she glanced briefly in his direction before focusing on another Colouredclanner that had just arrived. Damn, had they brought their whole clan with them? "Hm. Guess we agree then, hun." Barb stretched her claws, sore paws groaning in protest. She most certainly despised Dimitri as well, and it was good to hear that they hadn't remained loyal to their old leader, blind to his actions. And as for Shadowclan? They were allies as well, so all was well. Wow, this was going much better than expected. Originally, she had thought she was going to have to chase these guys away. "We would gladly help with those Blackheart bastards," she confirmed with a scowl. She had a bad history with their leader, and an alliance would never work with them anyway, for both personal and political reasons. "And your assistance with Sunclan would be appreciated." At his comment about "not wanting to know her and Dimitri's history", she gave a dry laugh. She didn't care to share, anyway. "What's Colouredclan's main goal as a clan?" she inquired. He and his clanmates had already answered most of her unasked questions, so it was a bit of an afterthought.


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    Frightfur let the others do the talking about their friends and the people they wanted buried. And, it went pretty nicely. At least, it seemed Colouredclan and Bloodclan could get on the same page, same level, and do some shit. He was most happy to hear that they’d be lending a hand with the conflict with Sunclan and that the Bloodclanners didn’t have the hots for the Blackheart Rouges, either.


    The bionic servaline smiled at her next question. He could really make this good. Because, couldn’t everyone see that Colouredclan was one its way, had always been on its way, to being the gayest anti-clan of all. ”Thank ya, queen Barbara,” the gangsta drawled and smiled through a candy cig between his lips,”I’d love to crack some skulls with you and your clanmates anytime. However I’m sure Yuri has a lot in mind about Colouredclan’s ‘big plans’ and goals or whatever. I just say our goal is to help revive the name of anti-clans and look good while doing it!” He could have mentioned something about a colourful empire or mentioned his own personal goals but what was the point? Nobody wanted to hear all that crap.

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    Hm, good - an ally like ColouredClan would certainly prove useful to them, and he knew BloodClan would pull their weight for alliance purposes, as well. The manticore's ears perked up as he heard Frightfur's comments, a sly grin upon his expression. "I'm launching a raid against the blackhearts in the near future. Let me know if you want the invite." He already planned on waging violence against the 'karma' group, so he didn't honestly care whether ColouredClan joined in on this one or not.

    The cyborg blinked at the cheetah manticore’s offer and his fierce green eyes changed so that they practically sparkled. He nodded to Ximen. ”Hey, what’s your name?” he wanted, no, needed to know,”I’m Frightfur 'Bullet' Seraphim. And, please, hit us up with the invite! I want vip status, partner.” Oh, he would revel in the look on the Rouges’s faces.

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    BARREL;;


    Having been listening curiously to the politics being discussed between leaders, Antonio would turn as his twin began to speak. "Oi. How about ya chat about this later, ya?" the ivory serval would chuckle, nudging his shoulder, only half joking. Of course, that was not to say he wouldn't hop on in on the deal... oh no.

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    The male's interest did not escape the warlord's notice; good, it seemed that ColouredCLan was itching for combat as much as he was. He generally didn't trust anti-clans unless they hungered for war and blood, at least on some level. "Good to meet you, Bullet," he murmured, trying to keep the names and faces of all these ColouredClanners straight in his head. Their leader sure brought a giant squad with him, hadn't he?


    "I'm Xi Erebus, warlord. And you'll definitely get the invite; trust me, Fourthwall is a bit of a... delicate topic around here." If only because the other warlord and their only red priest was dating the damn bastard, but Xi wouldn't mention that.


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    not enough blood in the waves [ open -- bloodclan raid

    just made that one today but xi wouldn't mind making more war plans with 'em!


    YURI MUZIKANT


    Yuri was satisfied. So it was done. BloodClan was their friends. Excellent, they focus on what was important now. He dipped is head to Barbara and then jumped from his place on the wall to use his wings slowly hover to the sand a few feet in front of her. ”We are allies then. It will be a pleasure working with me,” he informed the female tyrant arrogantly. She asked what his goal was and that wasn’t a question everyone asked. Frightfur hadn’t provided such a bad answer. Yuri’s goal was similar. ”ColouredClan will be an empire with me as king. I’m here for glory and fun and my clanmates are too. I do want to bring fear back to the name of anti-clans. First, however, my goal for my clan is to achieve its former glory. From there I will, of course, keep pushing.” He offered the cream tabby femme a smirk.

     

    Yuri flicked his ear and glanced over to where the others creatures were chatting. A raid on the Blackheart Rogues? Yuri wanted his clan in it. ”Hm. ColouredClan will assist in your raid. Think of it as our way of proving ourselves to you, Barbara,” he mewed coolly. Yuri was eager to show off his clan’s power and while he hadn’t yet gotten the chance to drill them in combat he trusted them put on a half decent show. ”I will sic my soldiers at your call or…invite.” He directed this comment to Xia.

     

    With the business taken care of it was time to go. ”Antonio, Frightfur, Greymatter, and Arachnophobia, time to go home!” He offered a farewell to the Bloodclanners. ”Farewell, BloodClan. We’ll be seeing you soon~”


    //I'll have Yuri make a raid announcement in CC and I'll link the raid thread there. That good with you? No need for an invite thread since we can assume CC received an invite?

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