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    He had never visited the Rift before, nor had he ever really heard of the existence of such a group. But Piedpiper was naturally imbued with a strong sense of curiosity, and he was interested in learning more about the group. There was a distant light house in the background, and he sensed that this was where the animals of the Rift made their home. Conscious of clan traditions however, Piper stopped at the first trace of border markers, his hazel eyes bright and alert as he waited to be found.


    ✧ —FOLLOW THE SOUND OF THE PIPE / TAGS


    the wires got the best of her

    it killed you like diseases — tags

    the white wolf would be the first to stumble upon the male at the border so it seemed. raising a brow, she padded over, wondering what in the world he could possibly want. "may i help you sir?" her tone held her natural “bitchyness” to it, although she hadn’t meant to actually be rude or anything. it’s just how she was. taking a seat, she would allow the male time to answer as she tried to pregenerate a response to what he could potentially ask in return.


    // i’m so sorry for her




    Piedpiper turned, looking at the younger animal as she spoke up, her tone hinting at an attitude. Fur prickling slightly, he tried for a smile. "Hey there." It was weird being called "sir" when he didn't feel very old, but Piper took it in stride. In truth, he was more apprehensive toward the matter of her gender than whether or not she seemed friendly or any such inane thing. "I'm Piedpiper. Thought I should introduce myself since I'm going to be BlizzardClan's ambassador to your clan for the next few weeks."


    OOC | No worries!


    ✧ —FOLLOW THE SOUND OF THE PIPE / TAGS

    ♡ ARCHAICPAW

    —— i'm going down | officer of the rift

    Archie made her way over rather slowly, eyeing the male Blizzardclanner. "Noted. I'm Archaicpaw, an Officer here. How is Blizzardclan faring lately?" she replied. The large snow leopardess held a very guarded expression, though her eyes and tone hinted at sincere concern. She could feel herself getting colder each day, though she so far managed to aim that coldness at her enemies.



    "Speech."

    "Officer" didn't really mean much to him, but it was probably some high rank if the apprentice had bothered to include it in her introduction. "BlizzardClan's been doing pretty well." The usual, no real violence or tragedy; life was fun, aside from the small interpersonal drama between a handful of members. "How's the Rift been doing?" He heard rumours of some close shake ups in the hierarchy.


    ✧ —FOLLOW THE SOUND OF THE PIPE / TAGS

    Padding over to the border, Ima would look over to those already there, catching most of what was said, putting it in her mind to sort before sitting down herself, offering a smile to the other before thinking about the question that he had asked. She knew that there were many places that knew of the Rift's small drama that had happened a little over a week ago, but how much everyone knew she didn't know. "We've been fairing well enough," She would finally speak, remembering that the alliance between the two clans was simply a trial for the time-being. She herself had sought out the alliance between the larger group, and though she hadn't done much to secure it yet, she was hoping that some plans she was trying to get into action helped push things along. "We could use more members, but couldn't everyone these days?" Even BlizzardClan, who had many, could always use more, but Ima quite liked their smaller group. There was plenty of diversity to go around as it was, though she did wish that there would be more.