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The lioness surveyed the crowd that had come to greet her. Was she really that popular? An amused chuckle found it's way out of her throat and she dipped her head to those welcoming her to the Clan. "Hello," she told them and turned to Ender, who was asking she pick an occupation. Castingcurses ran over her strengths and weaknesses in her head -- she was a lioness, a powerful animal, but against some of the creatures she'd seen, fighting perhaps wasn't for her. Healing was a bit too dull and she didn't want to try and learn all of those herbs. But a druid, now that sounded interesting. "Could you tell me a little more about a druid?"
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]Castingcurses hummed in interest at Ceasefire's words, detecting a sense of deja vu. His words were reminding her more and more of herself, but she wasn't concerned with the drama she could get into. In fact, Castingcurses had a secret, not one that had escaped in DarkClan yet, not in public.

She was a monster and the reason that she stayed away from others was because she had a series of diseases that messed with her mind -- schizophrenia, seizures and because of that, insomnia. But worst of all, there was always a spirit that lurked around, one who called herself Regina, or more times than one, the Evil Queen. When Castingcurses was taken over by the supernatural spirit, depending on her two-faced supernatural 'friend', she could either be a destructive mess or an emotional mess that often led to bad things. Neither was good. Castingcurses tried to stay away for that reason. She didn't want anyone to know what she had to go through sometimes.

When Ceasefire made mention of his parents, Castingcurses perked up, wanting desperately to know what having parents were like, but his answer only disappointed her. "I'm a rather independent soul myself. My father died while I was a cub and my mother always blamed it on me for some reason. SHe was abusive towards me until apprenticeship, when a heartattack took her life."
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]Castingcurses approached, drawn in by the sound of yelling coming from a voice she had grown familiar with. Ceasefire had, so far, become her only friend in DarkClan. Being a loner with a good purpose for staying away from others, she didn't really make friends easily. "Are you alright?" she asked.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]Castingcurses had and it had all been her mother's fault. The one other she had come to love as a little one had been murdered by her mother. Thoughts of Daniel raced through her mind and sent a fresh pang of sadness shooting through the lioness. She hung her head and bit her lip to choke back tears that suddenly wanted to come.

"Outcast sounds a bit like me. Even here," she stated in a husky voice, finally bringing herself to look up at Ceasefire. "I had a sister, too. Half. We were nothing alike. She's dead now, too."
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]The unimpressed expression Castingcurses wore after Ceasefire told her that everything was alright suggested that she didn't believe him in the slightest and it was also quite amusing. "So," she starts with a frown. "You expect me to believe that after screaming out to the sky in such a furious manner as you just performed that you are okay?" An unconvinced arched eyebrow follows her statement.
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Castingcurses gave a dry chuckle and arched a brow. "A queen? And what, might I ask, is so queenly about me?" Of course, there was a lot of things queenly about her, for example, the way she presented herself in regal stance and gait.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]For some reason, his calling her 'my queen' set a blush raging beneath her fur. Castingcurses did her best to ignore it, but she wasn't quite sure why she was suddenly feeling in such a way at petty nicknames. "Well, my outlaw," she shot back, "it's not quite working."
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"That's pretty generic," Castingcurses replied with a chuckle and shook her head, shivering as the snow picked up and began to cascade gently from the sky again.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]Castingcurses gave Ceasefire a playful glower when his strike hit home. "Don't make me knock some sense into you," she threatened, glad she could cheer her friend up. When she saw Electra pad up, she turned towards the female and offered a nod of greeting.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]Despite that she wasn't much of a touchy-feely kind of animal, the lioness allowed Ceasefire close enough to nuzzle her and accepted the gesture, if with a bit of a surprised gasp. She gave him a small smile and shivered in the cold. "We should walk or else I'm going to freeze my tail off."
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]Castingcurses swallowed thickly at his explanation. That certainly seemed like a job for her. Schizophrenia and the spirit, Regina, that had haunted her since childhood had given her a lot of experience with spirits and how to talk to them. "Sounds like a job for me, then," she says with a small, forced smile.
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At her mother's comforting, Gypsykit's crying dwindled into whimpers and then silenced altogether as she went back to suckling, pawing greedily at her mother's stomach.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]It was Gypsykit's first time out of the nursery. The young cream tabby was finally strong enough to walk on her own, even if her footsteps were a little wobbly. Being an only child due to her sister, a stillborn Mystickit, dying right after being born, life in the nursery when Blissfulinnocence wasn't there was boring and Gypsykit was dying for something to do.

So, the little kitten stood on wobbly, feeble legs and tiptoed out of the nursery with amusing caution, her little nose twitching in response to different smells, emerald eyes flickering back and forth as she took in new sights, and ears swiveling atop her head as she surveyed new sounds that accompanied leaving the nursery.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]The little kitten peeked up at the bigger animal and smiled proudly. "I'm Gypsykit," she introduced with a wide grin and gleaming green eyes. "I'm exploring," she announced cheerfully.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]Ever since her best friend, Ceasefire, had died, Castingcurses -- who went by Regina now -- felt life in DarkClan had had no purpose. She had succumbed to depression and loneliness. Her tangles with schizophrenia and seizures had grown more severe because she had started to avoid taking care of herself. She'd lost more weight than was needed and so in a last attempt to find some sort of light at the end of the tunnel, she had decided to leave her former home.

Her wanderings had finally carried her here, to the border of the Noblelands. Quite honestly, Regina wasn't sure what they had in store but she was exhausted from traveling, malnourished, and in good need of a place to just settle down and gather her strength before the elements or an enemy ended her life.

At first, the thought had been welcoming, that Regina could just be put out of her misery, but something in the back of her mind breathed that death would not be the best thing. After all, would she have to face those demons that haunted her every time she closed her eyes? Would she succumb to the wickedness of the Evil Queen that often times took control of her body, or the apparitions that taunted her when schizophrenia came to pay a visit?

So she had pushed on, and now, Regina was here, on the border of an unknown land. She'd hit rock bottom and this was her last attempt to lift herself up.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]Regina looked up, waving her take back and forth in uncertainty. "Regina Mills," she stated with a curt nod, her eyes falling away from Tobias and out towards the territory. "I'd like to join," she said, her eyes falling back on the tomcat.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]The lioness gave a formal nod to Tobias and Vivian. "Thank you," she said. "I think I'll take up that tour offer."
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The lioness pursed her lips and shook her head. "I'm fine," she said in a low tone. She'd feed herself later, however later could be determined by very many things. Regina turned her gaze to Christian and nodded. "Regina Mills," she introduced.
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