I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'M GOING [♕ bloodclanner at the border ♕] BUT I KNOW JUST WHERE I'VE BEEN

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    bio — Big, bright, yellow eyes would pierce into his own as large paws halted briefly against the cool black pavement. Frozen in place as the light captivated him, he managed to snap out of it and dart out of the way before the nearing monster could turn into roadkill. The blaring of a horn could be heard as the monster would drive past, and the large brute who called himself Abraham would be standing off to the side panting... attempting to catch up with his breathing. He hadn't been on this land for many moons... he had spent months upon months living in a city of stone, a clan that crowned cut throats as king and queens, a land of sinners. Yes... that's what Abraham had thought he deserved. He thought... he thought... that maybe a few moons of suffering there and repenting for his sins while in complete and utter misery would be enough to cleanse him from the filth. From the voice that rung in his head...


    He had abandoned ShadowClan twice now... Twice during Ratstar's reign, and now he heard that Sorrelfire was the head of stage? Sorrelstar? What an honor it must be... He wondered if the molly would give him entry back into his home, to forgive him for all that he has done. He had been inactive in BloodClan admittedly, he spent most of his days in hiding, and if he was out and about he for sure was not socializing with anyone unless it was Aziel. He heard of the war between Blood and Shadow, though no matter what Abraham would've never laid a claw on his old friends and family. It would've been repulsive if he did such a thing... He went to BloodClan not to bring cats hell, but to go there himself. Honest!


    He wondered... he wondered if Moonfeather was okay. He left shortly after her kitting, he heard talk of the molly thinking her kits were cursed. That... that was what made Abraham begin to fear that his... condition, his curse was perhaps contagious. But considering everyone in BloodClan was still just as mad as they were before, he was convinced that by being here he wouldn't hurt anyone. No. He wouldn't... But perhaps now StarClan wouldn't forgive him? A few moons of suffering was nothing in return for an eternity of peace and happiness was nothing. He just hoped that what he did here... could possibly allow StarClan to allow him to trade his horns in for a halo and a starry pelt.


    See... who else was there? Sunsparks.... his nieces and nephews... ah he also remembered... Whats her face? Somethingface? Uh he wasn't sure.


    Considering it was the middle of the night, he wasn't too sure how long he'd be waiting for someone to come across him. Admittedly... the tom when he was surrounded by nothing but darkness for awhile began to see things. Frightening things... He didn't want to wait too long so he hoped maybe one of them was wondering near by. With a small, out of place smile he'd open his maw and call. "ShadowClan! Oh ShadowClan I'm home, if you'll have me! I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry for leaving you all once again. I am so sorry for the recent messes my former disgraceful clan has put onto you! I wish to make up for what I have done... if you'll allow me."

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    info — moccasinbite has zero clue who this poor sod lamenting on their border is. all she knows is that his dramatic monologue is what lured the black smoke to his location. as passionate as his speech is, it does little to inspire much sympathy within the she-cat. she is just...mildly amused. "bloodclan, eh? so ye ditched that misery pit too?" once upon a time, she lived in the city with her older brother and her mother. it wasn't by choice, but more because her brother got the whole crew kicked out of the tribe. nice one, wolfsbane. but it has been many moons since sin left and drifted from clan to clan before ending up here. "'cain't speak for owlflight or sorrelstar but maybe ye can do some tricks and then they'll let ye come back." she chuckles, amused at the idea of the imposing male rolling over and playing dead. a bit of public humiliation never hurt nobody. maybe. "m'name's moccasinbite. pleased ta meet you...?" sin trails off, prompting for the tomcat to offer his name.

    bio — Surely enough, it didn't take long for someone to find him. Pleased, the smile placed on his features would grow bigger before he'd let out a hearty laugh, joyful that he was laying his eyes on a ShadowClanner, even though this one was unfamiliar to Abe. "Ahh! Yes! BloodClan is a terrible, shameful, horrible, vile..." Every negative word that came to his brain would spill out of his mouth for a few moments, before he would pause and realize how much he was rambling. ""Er... place."


    "You too have walked the cold streets of BloodClan? My good for you, for saving yourself and getting out of there! I'm sure the stars have forgiven you since you have now made a home in ShadowClan. I hope they will too forgive me..." The maine coon would chuckle before shifting his paws against the earth anxiously. Ahh. So Owlflight was deputy now? Cool cool cool. What an honor it must be to be chosen by the leader, a cat blessed by the stars themselves to watch over the clan beside them. Abraham would never be fit for such an honor- no. Never ever, not with what he has done. No. Broken the code too many times.


    Perhaps in another life. Probably not.


    "Tricks... I'm 'fraid I do not know of any tricks..." He'd grumble under his breath, golden eyes narrowing in thought. "They let me back last time... but I left em again... I swear though I only left cause I thought it'd be best for ShadowClan." He would say as he nodded his head up and down to himself.


    "Moccasinbite... Moccasinbite... Mocc-a-sin-bite..." He would whisper the name repetitively over and over again to himself, hoping to nail the name into his memory. "My name is Abraham, miss. Though please feel free to call me Abe."

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    owlflight ♚


    shadowclan - deputy - male - 16 moons - tags

    Reinstated as deputy, the bengal had taken over his duties with great stride. He had been vacant previously before he had lost his title. His own mind had corrupted him and had made him distant, shutting him off from the world that he had loved. Owlflight had gained his composure and was definitely trying to be the best that he could be. The young tom had heard Mocassinbite's voice, light and airy. She had spoken in riddles to someone. Rounding the corner, he saw Abraham and recognized him. It had been a couple of moons since the tom had left ShadowClan for BloodClan. If this had been before the war, Owlflight would have chased him from the territory. However, the tom came to them seeking redemption and who was he to deny Abe of this?


    "You've been welcomed twice into ShadowClan. What makes you think a third time would be the charm?" His voice wasn't stern nor hateful, but just questioning a truth he had spoken. "Then again, who am I to judge? Sorrelstar, unfortunately, will not be welcoming you to ShadowClan. It'll just be me. So, tell me Abraham, will you swear your loyalty to ShadowClan? Right here, right now." Part of him hoped that he would say yes. Another redeemed soul among their ranks, hoping to walk along the stars.

    Another one from the city? Of course, poor Lichen wouldn’t know, she’d kept to herself while she was stuck there in that God’s-forsaken realm.

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    bio — Golden orbs were quick to trail onto the deputy as he approached, oh, how wonderful! He was so very glad it didn't take ShadowClan ages to find him, come to think about it... it didn't take them long at all to find him last time either. Alas he'd give a respectful dip of the head to the deputy before opening his maw. "Ah! Owlflight! It is because I have finally learned my lesson! I had believed when I left you for the second time all those moons ago that it was the best for ShadowClan... But now I feel like I simply do not and cannot belong anywhere else, and that StarClan wishes for me to be here and not rotting in the darkest depths of the city." He would said as he would repetitively bob his head up and down.


    Oh! My well that was easy! Why would he not do a thing? ""Yes! Of course, my utmost and undying loyalty will always belong to ShadowClan now, I swear in the name of StarClan." He knew it would take quite awhile to regain trust in his clan-mates, but in no time he'd be a familiar face around clan life, yes! A respected ShadowClan warrior, and he'd be granted to walk among the stars in the afterlife. At least... he hoped.


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    owlflight ♚


    shadowclan - deputy - male - 18 moons - tags

    Nodding to the warrior, Owlflight heard no malice or deception in his tone. However, he knew what Sorrelstar would demand. “Very well, Abraham. I say that you are welcome here. You shall be on trial for one moon with a guide. After that moon, if you remain in ShadowClan, you will be deemed a warrior in the clan.” He dipped his head to the former BloodClan cat. “I look forward to what you bring to the clan once again.”