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    It had been quite some time since she last lived in the clans. To be honest Ann was pretty damn excited. Living with such a large community had always been fulfilling to her, and even though loner life had its perks, clan life was always better. She was just glad life had worked in her favor after dealing with a lot of shifty things. Abusive boyfriend, being hunted as a criminal by a group of loners, all sorts of things. Life would be easier now. For that she was forever grateful. Well, something would probably go wrong and then she wouldn't be all that grateful. That's how life was though, right? Just had to suck it up.


    Stopping at the Blizzardclan border the dreamsicle-colored mutant would pace quietly. Hopefully it wouldn't take very long for someone to find her. God, she'd probably begin flying if it took more than thirty minutes, which it most likely would. Then she would have to wait even longer unless someone saw her and caught her attention. Ugh.


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    Abraham had spent his fair share of time in other bodies, but none of them were mutated. Gods above, what was with these kids and their obsessions for looking like a cartoon character from the Cartoon Network? The brown tabby padded up to said mutant and stared at her blankly. "Who're you? And why're you here?" He said in a rather monotonous voice, his gravely tone making it sound like he just got up. In fact, Abraham barely ever sleeps. He's just always this gravely.




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    Arno appeared next, steps soft as he approached. His brown eyes focused on the creature, perplexed in her originality. She wasn't the pretties thing, but she was certainly something to look at. With a small smile on his features, the bobcat came to stand next to Abraham, waiting for a response from the creature.

    Artemis was getting tired of bad timing these days. Why the newcomer had to pick this exact spot to stop at when the lynx came through he wanted to know.

    Forcing a smile to form on his otherwise perturbed features, Arty moved to stand next to Arno. His forest green eyes welcomed the stranger as he said "If you're here to join Blizzardclan, then you're welcome to." politely, in a much smoother tone than the tabby.


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    Sweetophelia wasn't going to rush to forming any conclusions, but she did offer Anngerine a polite, encouraging smile as she joined the rest of her clanmates, coming to stand beside Arno who had remained silent during the encounter. Pulling herself into a seat, the BlizzardClan leader waited in patient silence for the other female to answer the questions asked of her.


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    Slender limbs propelled the lovely female forward, small paws treading across the landscape silently. For such a large canine, the she-wolf moved with a practiced grace. While she was not much of a fighter, a lifetime of constantly being the prey rather than the predator taught her to tread lightly and avoid drawing attention to herself. And while she had been apart of Blizzardclan for several months, now, some habits were unlikely to change. It had been a while since Imperia got the opportunity to greet a joiner, as she spent most of her days caring for Ezekiel and praying that he would soon wake from his coma. Imperia desperately needed to get out and meet some new people--hopefully this strange female on the border would provide a good distraction from all the sadness and stress that seemed to have infected the clan recently.


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    Yes, Pierce supposed living in a clan helped with some issues, since it was such a large community. However, everything had its ups and downs. Little remained private in a place as large as Blizzardclan, and word spread like a wildfire. Plus, if the clan was at war with another clan, you were obliged to fight. Luckily, Sweet never really waged war with anyone, aside from the Cartel recently, and any clans she held raids against were deserving of it. Approaching the border afer Imperia, the pretty tom offered Anngerine a bright smile and halted beside Sweetophelia, tail giving a friendly wag as he awaited the stranger's response to the questions posed to her.


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    Alexus remained silent as she approached, offering her usual dip of the head and friendly smile as she came to a halt near Pierce. It seemed as if there hadn't been many joiners in the past few days, so hopefully this one would be the start of many more. The cream furred wolf studied the unfamiliar female, taking note of her unusual appearance. She occasionally envied those with more extravagant appearances than her own and found herself doing so at the moment.