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    I HOPE THAT YOU BURN

    The large, oddly colored wolf had been in BlizzardClan for quite a while. However, she never got around to introducing herself. Maybe it was because she was known to be a killer? No, she made a pact... a pact forbidding her from intentionally causing harm to another Blizzardclanner. The she-wolf shook her head. No, that wasn't it. She never introduced herself because she wasn't often here. She usually went off, trying to find victims.


    Of course, the day would come when Birdie would have to introduce herself. She sighed heavily. Her large paws hit the ground silently as she walked to a corner. For a moment, she contemplated what her next move should be. Should she wait for someone to approach her? Or maybe she should make her presence known... In the end, the wolf decided to stand quietly, a careless look on her face. She shifted her weight uncomfortable from one paw to the other. Birdie still wasn't completely comfortable in her wolf form.

    fangs °

    The canine-wolf seemed uneasy. As if she didn't know what to do about something. The odd behavior only drew Chesspieces to take a few steps forward. "Hello" The head medic barked quietly. The border collie lowered his head, amber irises peering with obvious question and curiosity. Perhaps even a little distrust. "Who are you?"

    Much like Chesspieces, the budding apprentice had been attracted to the stranger of a canid for the reason of curiosity. Padding over after the head medic, the silver catsune carefully observed Birdie's odd appearance. Despite the fact that she was nervous seeming herself, there was something about her that made Milepaw uneasy. Probably her odd coloring, it didn't conform to the usual appearances he saw. But then again, he should be less judgemental on appearances, they didn't mean much. "Are you new?"

    YOU CAN TELL ME THAT I'M BRASH BUT IT'S HARDLY A FIGHT

    I'VE BEEN TRYNA TELL YOU HOES: I AIN'T COCKY, I'M RIGHT | TAGS | 1/7/17

    I'VE FALLEN AND I CHOOSE NOT TO GET UP —

    Looking over with a huff, Klaus' grumpy gaze stared at the group of gathered clanmates. Waiting for the other wolf to introduce herself or something, perhaps. Growing bored, with a small groan, the old wolf shifted his weight onto his hindquarters as he sat down, then sprawled out along the ground. He wouldn't be moving for a while now... if he was going to introduce himself, it would be from his position laying on the ground. Nicklaus closed his eyes so that he could catch a few seconds of rest before someone else spoke.

    percy knew what it was like to be untrusted. basically the whole clan didn't trust him at this point, other than a few that hadn't picked up on his change. though, he could always blame them on hormones, right? teens went through that shit all the time. padding up towards nightmarebird, he also felt that slight unease, but pushed it away; for now. waiting to see what the the canine would say to the question, the wary lion sat down, eyeing nicklaus. jesus, he was still walking around?


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