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    hungarianpaw padded up, nodding politely to the lord. "it's an honor, lord permafrost. how's everything at the moment?" the ambassador looked up at the figure of importance, and knew that, at the moment, she would have to speak carefully- angering a lord wasn't a good idea, but the femme hadn't done anything wrong.. had she?


    #hungarian

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    the ambassador padded up with a confused frown at the sight of a kitten dangling from her mate's maw. "what happened? is everything alright?" the muscular lilac tortie meowed. the kitten seemed to be rid of any seeing or hearing senses; but he was quite cute.
    #hungarian

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    hungarian, trying desperately to save the poor kitten, licked his weak body furiously. "we need to get him to a mother!"
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    christmas was probably the ambassador's favorite holiday. the lilac tortie loved the overall joyfulness of it all, and even though her hormones had been annoying the muscular femme for a while, she still appreciated everything about the happy day. and so it was with a warm and generous heart that hungarianpaw called out to the clan, yowling cheerfully. "I'M HOSTING A CHRISTMAS PARTY!" the shecat bit her lip, thinking about if she should leave the part about a white elephant gift exchange out. oh well, she'd just say it anyways. "IT'S A WHITE ELEPHANT PARTY, SO BRING A GIFT THAT YOU DON"T MIND PEOPLE STEALING!" for her gift, hungarian had brought a funny looking red hat made out of soft velvet, with white fur around the rim and a pompom that the femme had had a hard time not playing with.


    ahh, christmas was a wonderful time.
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    (sorry for inactivity xD)
    hungarianpaw smiled. "right, so everyone should pick a gift. then, they should guard it well, because another person can steal it from you! who would like to go first? you can't pick your own gift."


    #hungarian

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    hungarianpaw padded up, hearing the oath. the ambassador grinned. "you're accepted. welcome to sunclan! if you'd like, one of us could give you a tour, unless you know your way around." the lilac tortie studied the newcomer, her optics running up and down the white shecat with curiosity.


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    hungarianpaw bent down to smile at d'angela and hiddenkit. "hello! you two look confused about the ways of getting a new name," the shecat murmured in a motherly way. "getting a new name is exciting because it means that you have progressed onto the next ranking in sunclan, giving you more authority and respect. people congratulate you because they know that you've tried very hard to gain this rank and that you deserve it in the fullest." she blinked kindly at her children. "someday, you'll be getting your apprentice name, and then, hopefully, your warrior or other ranking name." the lilac tortie hoped that her kids would do well in life and not live shallowly.
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    hungarianpaw padded up, a slight spring in her muscular figure. "what's happening? oh, hello, lord permafrost." the ambassador turned to look at the cat padding away. "who's the badmouth?"


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