WELL, I SHOULD PROBABLY WARN YA, I'LL BE JUST FINE —
The male had heard of this place and decided to have a dual alliance. It was an ally, so there was no harm in him coming to the boarder to ask, right? So, he had strolled out of his birth clan and to the boarder of the new clan. His pale pink pelt fluffed against the cold winds during his trip. Bruised violet spots seeming to add holes in his fluffed pelt as he settled in on the boarder. He was a mess, for sure. But, unlike his father, he didn't worry about his pelt when at the boarder. He could clean it later. There would be time for that. Right now was not the time or place to stress about that. He wanted to let them meet him for who he was, not what he looked like. First impressions were everything, but he felt that his looks shouldn't matter to people. So, for the moment, he would wait there for someone to notice him.
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— NO OFFENSE TO YOU, DON’T WASTE YOUR TIME