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Mimicking the elder's scoff, Castor's orbs narrowed to slits. "I'd like to see you try pretty boy." His words dripped venom even though ElvinBow's speech was not directed towards him. He was known for his short temper after all.
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Quite frankly, if she had spoken to Tansy or WolvesBane, they would have taken a bit more smoothly, but Castor was the oddball out of his siblings. He was far from calm, quick to anger and slow to understand other's feelings, resorting into many fights he'd already created. "Well that worked out really fuckin' well for my parents." Castor hissed back sourly, "You know, I find that "love" is a real pretty word, yeah, but it doesn't do jack shit in the end." How many times had he heard tht stupid word? It was idotic really. Everyone who said they were in love were crying about how their "true love" was cheating, had broken up on them, ect. This love thing seemed like a hoask to him. A pretty word to say, sure, but it wasn't an actual thing.

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Castor became extremely interested in this, showing as he usually just watched in a sulking manner from a far instead of actually coming to the border to deal with other clanners. The reason? The kitten was already planning to go to BloodClan after all, with his little "demon" problem and wish to become stronger and be able to control it. [b]"Which member is it you want to switch out with?"[/b] The three moon old questioned. He didn't care if he came across as rude or not, but Castor couldn't help but find this may work out for him- unless they wanted a specific member. He supposed he couldn't really see many taking on a runt of a problem child with a demon and anger issues three times his own size- his parents sure as hell didn't- but he was going there ether way so hey.

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He was leaving. No, not in which he would never come back, far from it, but Castor was leaving for BloodClan. Why? He knew that they had dealt with these types of cases before- demons that was. And he needed help. He needed to learn how to control it, how to become stronger so he could protect his family as no one else was sure as hell going to do it. Castor had already spoken with Tansy and Westministerkit, but that was all he told.

He did not feel obliged to tell his mother, she wouldn't care if he died rotting in some dessert with crows picking at his rotting flesh. But he'd be back, it was only going to be for one moon. One moon. That's what he had decided on with Tansy. The child had not known many here, no made many ties- so he wouldn't be missed, hell, they'd probably be glad to be relived of a thorn in their side. Tansy, WolvesBane, RoseMary, WestMinisterKit- he'd miss them. He could only hope West would keep her promise. He felt his chocolate pelt bustle. GlitchMob, if I ever catch word of you harming any of them, it won't be good.

Castor's silver gaze drifted over his home as he watched from the otherside of the border. The wind softly ruffled his fur, mumbling phrases that only the child had ever bothered to listen to. He felt saddened by it, but simply nodded. "Good bye." He muttered as paws took him forward. The wind began to swirl, following Castor before dying down almost in a grief stricken gesture. But it was well known- this was not the last time he would be here, far from it.

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The three moon old child stepped forward, golden grains of sand felt foreign to paws so accustomed to the rocky mountains of WindClan. It almost felt as though this is where great mountains like those came to die- crumble into the sand that BloodClanners walk on. An odd idea, really. Well I guess the fact many dead corpses line their border brought about much nightmare fuel for kits. But Castor was not frightened by this. And he wasn't here as a representative of his clan. He simply waited to be noticed. Though he felt a frown fix onto his features, there was no wind here.

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The first to notice the child seemed kind enough, but before Castor could split open his jaw to reply, another padded forward causing silver orbs to change into slits as he asked "What do you want". Nice or not, dear Castor was known for his short-temper. "To not have to look at your ugly mug." Spat back the child before listening to the rest of the other's sentence- he did not apologize, nor did his tiny muscles relax or his sour expression fade. "The name's Castor, and I request to see one of your leaders." Straight to the point. But then his gaze came cross the female from before, Castor gave her a sort of sly grin but said nothing at her words.

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Castor shot purgtory a peculair glance that suggested his greatly questioned the state of her mentality. This was bloodclan, since when did hell on Earth have a thing for manners? But seeing as it would only get him into more of a useless argument (which he would normally do, but his roleplayer was to tired for this nonsense), he opted to ignore her, awaiting others answers.

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Quite frankly, it wasn't the simple fact he was in different clan he was acting this way, but it was his perosna- well, kinda. It was the reason he was here after all. So now that's what he was referring to his little issue as, it. "I....I really have no idea how to reply to what you just said." Castor responded to Jace, inwardly applauding him for leaving the kitten who was usually so quick to back talk speechless and very disturbed. Then everyone else blew up on him. "I said requested, and basically talk to smiley he started it." Ah, the usual child speech of, "he started it" then there was the matter of Hauskinka, he had to admit, she put her ugly mug next to his face, the kitten felt his heart beat quicken, but he didn't back down. "Must you stand in my Jesus space? I think I can get the point just as easily if you stood about ten more inches away." Then RoyalPrestiges caused a vein to pop. He was a runt alright- even for a hybrid he was very small for his age, which always hit a nerve. "If I really am so fucking insignifict, why the hell are you worried?" Castor made an attempt to calm himself. God dammit, he was just getting himself into more trouble again. He hoped to find the solution to his eternal anger here after all. "Please, please someone go get a leader, vice-leader whatever the hell you want to call them." The kitten groaned, obviously more annoyed with himself than anyone else here.

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"And who the hell is that?" Castor practically groaned, this hard to talk to a leader? God, he hoped he hadn't came here for nothing. Silver orbs slipped over the crowd gathered as he wondered who the name "ScorpionSting" belonged to.

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Ah, so this must be the big ring leader. Castor figured this as everyone else seemed to grow quite as he spoke, a respectful gesture showing he was a figure of power. He gave cataclysm a stern look before taking a deep breath in order to calm himself, expression becoming more humble- or at least he attempted. "As you may have noticed, I have a bit of an anger issue- and I'm always angry." Castor began ruefully, "But I know why. My siblings and I are reincarnations of demons- I guess mine's stronger or something, you see since I can remember my anger and brashness have pulled me like strings and I know it's this demon who's overpowering me, the thing is, I can't afford it. I'll spare you a sob story and just put it in short: I need to get ahold of myself, I need to be able to control this and become stronger, to be able to protect the people I care about. And as you have seen, right now, there would be no chance of that. But someone-" Castor paused for a moment, thinking of FeveredInnocence, he decided to skip her name as she had been a slave before living in windclan. "Told me BloodClan has dealt with things like this before, so please-" The kitten bowed his head to the larger animal, pleading in a desperate way that he wanted to claw himself in the eyeballs for. "Can you help me? I know that I'm an ass and you have every right in the world to spit in my face and say no, but this may be the only chance I have to not just be a simple puppet on strings anymore, ruled by this fucking demon and not able to protect the people I need to protect." Castor felt his voice cracking, he couldn't breakdown right here, yet his mind wouldn't stop. It wouldn't stop reminding him of how GlitchMob had disowned he and his siblings, how AlasakanRiches could barely stand to look at him and then had left for shadowclan, how delicate his little sister was, how he couldn't even protect her. He wish his brain would just shut up, but it was being an ass.

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"Stay temporarily." Castor responded, eyes brightening up as he felt his heart lift from the depths of his chest and silver irises shining with new found determination. The child listened silently to the elder male as he spoke, being respectful for once in his short life. "That sounds good to me, but who do I go to in order to ask for an appointment?" He questioned with an imaginary raise of his eyebrow and the first mention of "Bengal" only caused more questions to arise.
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The child had heard from Catalysm that going to the priests/priestess would help as they offered therapy for his anger management, so he was here. The young windclaner padded in before calling out, "Anyone by the name of LarkFlight and Rylee here?" Castro questioned, attempting to remember the names.
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The young demon had decided to come here to seek help, and seeing as he'd be staying for awhile, Castor decided he best get to know these Bloodclanners. Normally, when a "meet and greet" was called, he simply observed it, never actually taking part. But he supposed becoming more sociable was apart of his plan to rise above the thing controlling him. "Meet and greet." He called rather unenthusiastic.
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"Toni- nice to meet you." He nodded, "Sayuri, huh? Crazy name." The other kitten seemed to be just his age- three moons. "But I like it." He then looked to Ruin. "Sheesh Lady, I've been seeing you around a lot, you could at least give me a name." Annnd, he was still rude as ever. The child's gaze then fell on an ebony domestic. "Castor." He responded in s grunt liek form before shrugging. "Two moons or more maybe, until I get my problem fixed anyways."
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God he hated fog. Quite honestly, he'd never experienced fog in his lifetime living in the mountains his whole life time. But here, it was extremely different. So here he was again, imitating a blind drunk man until he hit into Toni's leg with an "umph" before the runt fell back on his rump. "Ahy, watch it would you!" He huffed before blinking. "Wait- Toni right?" Recontigtion struck him as his gaze fell upon the female lion. But then that other kitten appeared and he couldn't help but let out a smug laugh of sorts. "How's it going Rudolph?"
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Meanwhile, while everyone else seemed to have their bearings, Castor was wandering around like a drunk blind man attempting to make his way down the bus aisle. Running into things, sometimes bloodclaners that he spat choice words hate, other times trees he spat choice words at, and even a poor little froggy he ended up torturing to death. he fog was nothing like the wind that he listened to at home. It whispered false directions into his ear and seemed to laugh at him. But as a chirp sounded and Risen pounced, silver orbs grew wide, as for once in his life, the child was completely flabergasted. But he made his way forward listening to voices, then smacked into Ruin's leg. "Oh goddamit!" The kit growled as he got back onto his feet to monuver his way towards the adults. "I don't know where you are right now, but that was amazing guy." He voiced to RisenCorpse. You had to cut him slack, this being the first time he'd ever been exposed to fog. "Would you mind teaching me how to do that, but then again I guess being able to walk around without imitating a blind drunk may be better first lesson." He grumbled.
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[fancypost bgcolor= #000000; border: 0px solid transparent; height: auto; width: 240px; margin-left: -15px; font-family: Georgia; color: #f0f0f0; font-size: 7pt;] Clearly this person had been here before given the expressions others were making that showed recognition. Of course, being rather new he was now aware of this person, so Castor simply sat silently waiting to see how this played out.
[align=center][color=#f0f0f0][size=7pt][color=teal]© tipsytopsy
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