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  • Well, this was sort of overdue but she had a lot on her plate lately. From one thing to another she was always doing something around Shadowclan. Though she would admit that the most fun was raiding another group that didn't see it coming, though she always had a personal gain for that. The hybrid creature moved along with a harness strapped around her midsection as she pulled a medium sized wagon after herself. The whole way she'd been relatively silent, gaze lingering on nothing in particular as thoughts of other things she could do rattled in her head. This time she had brought along something that wasn't dumb like boring statues and instead it was a treat that others could enjoy as they sit around and relax a bit. So she paused at the border of Colouredclan and pulled off the harness before she started to take the items out of the wagon. Lo and behold they were sweet potato and pumpkin pies. Created by herself of course and from the pumpkins she had been carving up for jack o'lanterns recently. That reminded her to invite Colouredclan to the event and she smirked before waiting to see who would see her first. "Your favorite ambassador is back, hons!'

    MUST BE EXHAUSTING TO LOSE YOUR OWN GAME

    —— sekhmet | nightwatcher | shadowclan | tags | ref 

  • you're pushing your luck and that's dangerous

    —— whitechapel / colouredclan member / cis male [♂] / tags

    *:・゚✦ He'd left his life in ShadowClan behind him with no intention of going back, but that didn't mean it'd keep it from creeping back up. That peaky jungle was like an annoying fly constantly buzzing around his head and he wanted nothing more than to squash it under his paw, maybe one day he'd have that chance. Whitechapel's long ears pricked at the sound of a voice he that sounded rather funny in his opinion, but he usually felt that way about everyone. The hybrid let out a slight huff as he reluctantly made his way toward the border, his tongue mindlessly swirling over the lollipop in his jaws. "Our favorite ambassador? Now what gave you that silly idea?" Whitechapel would rasp with a snort while his feminine frame inched toward the other Sha. His muscles were tense as he approached her, mildly alarmed at the sight of someone who looked like him, he'd thought Whitenoise had been the only one and he was gone.



  • "It's a fact dear, not an idea." She spoke the words in a matter of fact tone before she half heartedly rolled her eyes a little. There would always be someone who'd tried to rain on her parade but that was all fine and dandy. It took a lot to get on her bad side and even more so to get off of it. Still she hadn't come here to make enemies with someone she didn't even know, although she didn't enjoy the fact that he looked like her. Actually now that she was taking real notice she felt her muscles tense up in her body. Was this one of her siblings? Frankly there was the 'how the hell would she know' question bouncing around in her head because she wouldn't. She'd never met any of them and only vaguely heard whispers that managed to cross through into her prison. Part of her was unsure of meeting a sibling anyway considering she didn't know what protocol to go by. They had never met her either so it was a rather blank two way street and she almost looked bitter but she didn't blame her siblings, no she blamed her father but he was dead and gone by her own paws so it didn't matter. "Anyway, I'm also here to talk to Yuri. So is he around?"

    MUST BE EXHAUSTING TO LOSE YOUR OWN GAME

    —— sekhmet | nightwatcher | shadowclan | tags | ref 

  • you're pushing your luck and that's dangerous

    —— whitechapel / colouredclan member / cis male [♂] / tags

    *:・゚✦ Hm, this one had some spunk. "Well I'll have to see it to believe it, hon." He mused with a mild flick of his forked tail, gray orbs trailing over the wagon Sekhmet had with her. He wanted to avoid the fact that he was practically looking in the mirror, besides the obvious color differences. "Can't really answer that. I haven't seen him."



  • ( TWISTEDHUMOR )

    ★★★
     

    There seemed to be no shortage of ambassadors coming around recently, but that wasn't to say that was a bad thing. In fact, it reminded Twist that he still needed to check in with the Rift this month. As far as this femme being a favorite, the Purpleheart didn't know much about her to make that choice. But, seeing the food that had been brought, he was willing to give the other the benefit of the doubt. That stuff sure looked delicious. Then again... she was a ShadowClanner. Twist tried his hardest not to hate the Clan but strictly Sango, but that didn't always work out. With no more than a brief glance in Whitechapel's direction, the munchkin offered the ShadowClanner a small grin. "I'm sure Yuri'll be around here, soon." Unfortunately, since he hadn't been blessed with any cool powers, he couldn't summon the Commander through telepathy or anything. Until then, he figured there wasn't any need for small talk. Still, he'd like to know this femme's name. "Uh, what should I call 'my favorite ambassador'?"