Ahri brightened up at being accepted, stepping over the border with a hint of pride as she looked at the two. While she didn't expect to be welcomed by a kit and a ghost, she nevertheless relished the experience. "Thank you for accepting me, Rhymepaw." The fox nodded, looking down at the other who greeted her. "And you as well, Freikit."
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After the small welcome that she had, Ahri was excited to see what else laid in front of her as she traveled into the camp. Her fur still smelled of loner scent and blood, but she knew it would soon change to the strange scent she is now positively surrounded by. "Hello? Is anyone there?" The fox called out, looking around for any sign of life. "I am Ahri, and I wish to meet you all! I do not bite, so please do not be afraid. Thank you."
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Aww, she shipped it. Ahri padded to the group, looking between the many strangers that she encountered, realizing that one of them smelled off from the WindClan scent. Feeling like she was trespassing on something delicate, she sat down and wisely shut up, while her roleplayer was waving the shipping signs all over the place.
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"Whats wrong with snakes?" Ahri tilted her head questioningly at the group, wondering what was with all the gloomy faces. She didn't know about the inner mistrust of snakes that seemed to run through at least two of the members she was in front of.
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Ahri looked towards the group, taking in the smell of the strangers before giving a relaxed and friendly smile. So someone else was going to join and be amazing? That was pretty cool with her! Maybe she could make a new friend with the moody priest. "Welcome to WindClan for a bit, I guess." She yipped, fluffing out her tail.
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A hunting contest? How divine! The fox knew she she could track well enough in the snow and ice, especially since she was the color of winter as well. "I'll be participating!" Ahri proclaimed a little loudly, her paws kneading in the excitement and determination that she displayed. Her tail seemed to have a mind of its own, wagging every which way.
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Yech. Ahri never liked walls of any sorts. She always felt that it limited the freedoms that everyone had a right to, by closing them and making them unable to see what is beyond. But the deputy's decision was sound and good, she supposed, so she looked around to what group she would pick. While she wanted to help with the heavy work, no doubt her body would be crushed to pieces if she tried to lift anything! "I'll go with group B, please!" She called out.
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Ahri perked her ears at the sounds of hissing, and flattened them almost immediately when she heard that they were attacking her Clan mates. Baring her teeth, she rushed out of her den, trying to find one snake that she could give a taste of her teeth to. The white fox focused on a small, green one that hissed menacingly at her, and bit into its head, squishing it.
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OOC: Ahri could mentor someone if anyone needed it :)
IC: The white fox made her way to the clearing of ceremonies, sitting down so she could listen and watch better.
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Ahri made her way to the group, grinning down at the new joiner. Despite being very new herself and practically a stranger to this Clan, she didn't mind welcoming other new joiners at all! "Welcome to WindClan! I'm Ahri, and its very nice to meet you Falkreath." She yapped politely, giving a smile.
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Oh, look, a stranger had died on their border. Ahri padded towards the scene and looked down at William's body, tilting her head as he regarded the stranger. Did he have any family that would miss him? Judging by his scent, he was a part of some group that was unknown to her at the moment. Would they miss him? If so, why was he so far away from the same-scented Clan? "Um...may you rest in peace, stranger." Ahri yipped softly, wondering what WindClan would do with the body. Would they trash it outside of their borders?
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"You seem very happy, did you find something good to eat on the way back?" Ahri smirked as she padded towards Surftide, who was a stranger in her eyes. She was still new and everything, so why not chat it up with another stranger? "Ahri, by the way." She yipped, giving a nod in introduction.
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"A therapist?" Ahri echoed, unfamiliar with the word. Disorders, though, she knew that word. Her mother was diagnosed with one while they were traveling around the new world. What was it called? ""I don't know many, but I knew my mom had one...Post-Traumatic Something something." The white fox called out, not really understanding what it meant. "I tried to help her with it but she said she didn't need help."
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Ahri is open to the following:
-Friends
-Rivals
-Crush
-One night stands
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Ahri could take a thread with anyone :)
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Ahri wasn't born in WindClan :) Could she have the badge, please?
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Ahri didn't know any of those that were listed, but it was okay to her. She would be able to get to know them eventually! The snowy white fox listened with half of her attention on the leader and the other half trying to scout out the ones that were named.
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"Are you alright? You look glum, chum." Ahri yipped, flattening her ears for a moment before they sprung back up as she gazed at the female. Judging by the leopard's weight and size, either she was eating wayyyy to much to be healthy, or she was going to have cubs. The white fox guessed on the latter while she waited for the snow leopard to speak.
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