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I meant the current one, the one that's not closed.
ooc: Again, that thread is still open. What are you talking about? xD
Are you advanced? The problem might be that it's in the advanced boards now, and you need a sort of permit to post in those boards.
Ah. Well please, don't kick me out, I have an approved advanced bio, just need to get it to the activation boards.
OOC: No wonder I couldn't post in that thread anymore! 
[align=center][font=georgia]ooc: Yup. I guess Nomi didn't want anyone going all like, "Example tok a shreu. he ripped it an aet it"
Not that all of you non-advanced members are like that, though! xD
Also, I don't think Nomi is going to kick anyone out so don't worry. <3
OOC: I'm learning advanced, 
I've been Roleplaying a longggg time, so, even if I'm not fully Advanced, I'd say I'm Semi-Advanced
OoC: Woah woah woah, You closed the sign-up thread, and I want to make a pre-form for one of Promyss's kits. Should I do it here or something?
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ooc ;; make an advanced bio for her kit, if you haven't had an advanced bio made yet. But if you have an advanced bio already, then you can just get it approved and asked for the advanced access. You should b able to see the sign ups after that ^^
I'll give you all list of guides to help you in making the bio. It's easy, honest! Or you can ask me if you need help. Sorry about the sign-ups but, we had a wave of one-liner people.. So, yeah. ^^ You can still rp here anyway, so..
sorry. :/
[align=center][sub]ic ;; "Nah, it's cool," he mewed reassuringly. Sulfurnite turned his head back to Lily, taking a few more steps forward. He dropped the prey at Lily's feet. "Chop, chop now! We have training soon! better eat up," he purred with a large grin plastered on his face, making the tom appear rather, goofy.
Alyre was poised outside her den, grim-faced as she often was, her back painstakingly strait and her paws tucked neatly in front of her. She gave herself a hasty groom in an effort to make sure that not even one hair was out of its place. Anyone could tell you that the young Weaver was not someone who would settle for anything less than perfect.
Her sharp gaze traveled in an arch around the central camp area, searching for any sign of her mentor. She released the small sigh that she had been holding in as she finished her sweep but still had not seen him anywhere. Though it was no matter. As much as she was keen on beginning her day's training, she could sit here and wait for a good deal longer.
[align=center][font=georgia]ooc: The sign-up thread is still open. It's just been moved to the advanced fanclans section. c:
"I'm guessing that's a no," Roulette said through clenched teeth, trying to stop himself from flinging a paw at the she-cat. He didn't like strangers, let alone rude ones, so he usually avoided them. Now, this pregnant newcomer, she acts like this? And after he had offered to answer her questions, too! "If you had been in a clan, then you should know of SunClan, or BoneClan, which is a rogue clan. The Society, however, is not a clan. I was trying to ask you if you had been in a clan before joining our group, but yes. Poor choice of words." Roulette shrugged his hefty grey-furred shoulders, and repeated the Society's code of conduct in his head like a mantra — obey, bond, trust.
[align=center][sub]"oh," she mewed. That was all. Promyss sank down a little. "It's just that.. I never really liked clans," she tried explaining, although it was pretty clear that her explanation sucked. "Just.. Nevermind. I'm sorry if I offended you," the white she-cat looked at her paws sub-consciously, not wanting to make him even more angry, although she personally didn't get why he was so angry.
Jeeze, it wasn't like I was insulting you!
She restrained herself, muttering a second sorry under her breath.
[align=center][font=georgia]"Yeah, okay. It's alright," Roulette reassured her, although he didn't think so himself. Hearing her apologies, though, he softened up a little. "Is that why you joined the Society?" he asked, cocking his head to the right in curiosity. Dull and faint as the feeling was, he felt slightly intruding to be asking her a question like that, but the gray tom was genuinely inquisitive.
[align=center][sub]She relaxed, after hearing his reassurance that he had forgiven her. But his next question, had her guard up again. "You could say that," she mewed as smoothly as she could, not elaborating at all. Honestly, she wouldn't have joined any sort of group, if she had a choice. But the expecting she-cat needed the prey that the Society could give to her. If she had to exchange her kits to get to food, then so be it.
She didn't really care much for them, anyway.
Lucciole had nodded back, then finished his vole in a few delicate bites. Yawning, he got up and stretched, he could use a nap, making his way to his den, he changed the moss in his nest. Then settled down in the fresh moss, life was peaceful here, and that was just the way he liked it.
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Roulette sensed her reluctance to discuss about her previous life, and for once didn't persist on the subject. "Okay. Well, it's your turn to ask the questions," he meowed a bit uneasily. The large tom decided that he didn't like her; or at least, not that much. But he didn't like much cats, anyway. Don't judge too quick, Roulette sternly told himself, knowing that there are always consequences when he does. Still, as his yellow eyes wandered to the she-cat's, he felt as if there was something odd about her -- something out of sorts.
Rosalee snickered. Sulfurnite looked pretty goofy when he grinned like that. She sighed "I wonder what your training is like," she murmured, "It's probably much different then Healer training.." She sat down and wrapped her tail around her paws.
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Starla nodded at Lucena and ran after her. "It's not that I don't trust you," she mewed, "I don't trust myself," she said quietly, hoping Lucena didn't hear. Since the incident with the fox she felt it was her fault cats got injured. She'd just ran around, noisier then a pack of Badgers! She stared down at her paws and slowly shook her head, looking up, again.
OOC; Recap?
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Alyre hesitated, not sure what to say. She wasn't overly fond of those she wasn't close to, but he was the ancient of the Society and it's not like she could say no to him. But there was another part of her that was jarred with excitement at the thought of training with someone who had been a Soldier, a part of her she was sure had disappeared. Maybe it would be good to spend even one day training with Malachy.
She rose to her paws and nodded diplomatically to him. "Yes, I would enjoy to train with you today." She spoke both tactically and elegantly, sounding far to adult for someone who had barely been apprenticed. But there was no time for the fun and games of childhood anymore, at least not in her stormy gray eyes. She had to grow up fast if she wanted to really concentrate on being a Weaver.
Starla slowly nodded, not feeling like talking. I still feel like it's my fault, she thought, sadly. Thought, she put on a smile and nodded once again.
A small calico padded up beside Alyre.
"Are you going hunting?" meowed Treeske. "Can I come?"
Sorry, low muse. I promise longer posts next time.