Saintkit of course was choosing a bow for the week. As it alternated bi-weekly. He smelt something. Gettin g to his paws the brown tom padded over and meowed, "Hey. I'm Saint in case you can't remember."
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//Oh ok. Whatever. Saint is awkward anyways. That's my excuse.
The tom shook his head laughing a bit, "Sorry just ignore it. Nevermind. Anyways wanna do something?" He asked smiling.
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"Not really. Just trying to shake off this injury." He meowed laughing. He held up his injured paw and shook it.
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Smiling the tom nodded.
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Wow, it had been a while since Peri had played this character. The young tom padded over the border with a frown on his face. The Covenant wasn't his home anymore. His mother and father were gone, and he didn't find much solace in his new clanmates. Adjusting the bow that laid upon his ear, the tabby sat, green eyes searching for a patrol.
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Track.
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That was a lot of names he did not recognize. Padding over, Saint meowed, giving a bob of his head meekly, "Congratulations to all of you."
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Glancing at his soon to be new clanmate, Saintsrow meowed, feeling a bit self conscious as he glared at his paws and his bow, "I'm Saintsrow, and I'm here to join the Mansion of Versailles."
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Saintsrow paused, tilting his head to look at Cheval. The male seemed familiar, but Saintsrow couldn't place his paw on it. So instead, the tom nodded, meowing, "Yes, I was born to Brokenblade and Cinderfang. Do.. do I know you?"
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Moonmonarch and Violinstrings? Saintsrow visibly stiffened, gripping the dagger he always carried protectively. His eyes widened and he meowed, his voice catching, "Darkkit? Is that really you? I haven't seen you in forever."
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He gave a nod to each of them, still slightly shocked by the presence of Cheval, but he meowed, "It's good to see you again. Guess I'm glad I decided to come here, huh?"
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Oh darn, he was late. Padding over, Saint called out, his brown tail flicking, "May I participate as well? I'm interested in the rank." He didn't do too great at fighting, and he didn't like seeing people hurt, so he supposed he was interested, though he didn't know much.
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Turning slightly, Saintsrow nodded in a rushed post.