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keep up the great work! c:

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]yes, she had been sad about her demotion. a shame, actually. though she could admit that she deserved it because of her inactivity, and nothing could make up for that. she wasn't going to give up, though. she had another path, remember? as a warrior! she was a good fighter, so why not? maybe if she put some effort into her work, maybe she could fit in again.

"hello?" the adult version of blisspaw- blissfulflight- called out, the lean bobcat giving a absent flick of her tail as her yellow eyes wandered the depths of her old home. "it's blisspaw, or, er- blissfulflight."

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]"oh! hello, crowtalon." blissfulflight exclaimed, eyes turning upon the tom. she hadn't talked to him much, but it would be a pleasure to at least become friends with him during the time she was here. "and it's good to see you again, too- how're you all doing? what's happen?"

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]she inhaled the musky scent of this mysterious place she had happened to wander upon; and, strange enough, it felt familiar, though the sense was well considered faded, because just as it was familiar it was new. she scowled. narcissa was very sure she had never been here before. but then the lynx's attention turned towards her own paws- the ground felt damp under paw. it must have been raining yesterday. "hey, anyone here?" the sharp voice of the wild cat called, flat and obviously annoyed. not a very kind cat, huh? "i'm narcissa. i wish to join."

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]although narcissa's eyes softened in amusement she replied, "narcissa. here to join." and it was stated rather stonily. then she asked, "don't say that, frost. what clan high positions don't mention is that us normal cats are actually more important than them, because we make up the clan. without us, they'd be completely lost."

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]"not sure, actually. memory loss, i think." replied narcissa, inclining her head. "so how is this.. rushingclan? exciting? cool?"

nodding her head, narcissa said, "then i swear my loyalty."

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: white; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]tongs arrival on the border was rather normal- she, the joiner, was standing in a politely stiff manner, cranium inclined low to look for possible arrivals that she could talk to, ask to join radicalclan. truthfully she hadn't done this many times, but like most you kind of just knew what to do and when to do it. she had been around several clan territories to remember easily how to join into a clan without getting killed or something.

and hopefully this clan didn't kill.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]narcissa gave a polite smile to mockingstar, nodding her head in a small sign of thanks. turning her cranium towards the kit, she gave a little chuckle. "i bet it is. would you like the honor of showing me around, frost?" narcissa said as she tipped her head down to look at the kit in the eye with a rather motherly look.

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"yolo, what's up guys?" narcissa said normally; the new addition to rushingclan was already feeling comfortable than she had felt when she hadn't been across the border. it was, she quoted, like 'loosing a piece of yourself.' blinking her yellow gaze narcissa added to karmapolice. "i'm narcissa."

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no, please no, not her!

it was like something was possessing narcissa; because suddenly the lynx was hurtling her body at the limp bear cub's limp form, stopping mockingstar abruptly from carrying her off. her throat was dry, horribly dry, and squeezed. then tears were streaming down her face, salty and falling from her eyes in thick clumps, because with every tear came a choked, surprised sob. "columbiapaw, no, please, you can't die." a few unfamiliar memories resurfaced; avicii during her promotion, hanging out with columbiacub with a smile on her face. she still remembered how bright and kind the cub had been when little, and then she grew up, making avicii proud before the medicine cat's disappearance. i loved her like a daughter, the thought passed through narcissa, though it was not hers. but she acknowledged it with another sob that would confuse a lot, seeings how she barely knew columbiapaw herself. "columbia, no, i loved you. y-you can't be dead."

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other than most, narcissa wouldn't prefer ranting about why this wasn't important. if she recalled, changing your name was something to announce so people don't mention your old name. "nice name, i like it." and you always needed a little change, right? this wasn't something to celebrate, no, but instead to compliment on. change was good.

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"correct me if i'm wrong," narcissa said, coming over quietly. "but i'm sure respectedheart, a former deputy here, was leader before mockingstar took over. then before respectedheart was brokenstar, then foxstar, then... i think boulderstar, and so on." she had no idea how she knew this, but she stated it calmly before giving a friendly tip of her head to frost, who she had already been acquainted with. "hello, frost."

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it was unaware to the cat formerly named strawberryfrappe, or later on, avicii, that she would eventually travel through bodies and possess them rather easily, using their limbs to walk and talk like normal. though she couldn't deny that she liked it. "amazing," narcissa would explain, upon waking up that morning by a pond, which she had recently peered over to take a look at her reflection. "simply divine." fancy words tickled her own fancy, and divine was one of her favorite fancy words. looking into the beady chocolate brown eyes of the pale blonde doe, the deer would feel a smile curling up the edges of her muzzle, a delighted sparkle in her gaze. "and i should show the others, just so they won't eat me." so getting up and stumbling a little (because she was rather unuse to these scrawny legs), the doe picked her way through rushingclan's territory and towards camp.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]tease-fully, the warrior would saunter up to the cub with a mischievous look upon her maw. "well," she began, already familiar with the power that frost had herself, "nice new look, frost. i daresay, it fits you."

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]"i'm doing fine, actually. i like it here." she said, glancing at the sky for a moment before continuing, "you're welcome. how are you doing here, frost?"

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]"well ow," exclaimed narcissa, who, on her walk through the territory, had accidently stepped on a twig. "this stinks. but oh well, it'll be easy to mend." very easy. only lift the paw pad, check for splinters (which she did), and if there were some pull it out and clean your paw off to get rid of the dirt in the cut. then you kind of just favor and rest it for the remaining time of the day, and hopefully in the morning it will be healing quickly. after she followed these steps, narcissa lay by the river lazily, sprawled out on her flank. it was a relief feeling the sun on her fur again.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]"'clan-mate, miss. it's narcissa." announced the doe; though, spotting something rather fluffy sticking easily out among the green grass, the deer gave an amused twitch of her stumpy tail. "don't eat me or i'll squish you to death, dude." she said playfully.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: white; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][font=georgia]"here to join. and, i swear my loyalty." tongs said, giving a friendly smile to renee. she looked normal.

//rushed