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Sorry for the late reply, but no, I haven't decided the end date, though I'd at least like to see some progress by sometime next week.
It's going to be a completely new territory.
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A brief, small amused smile flickered over the retriever's features, before it was back to business, and Steve nodded where he stood, head inclining a bit when Gameboy launched into an idea. "Do you mean a series of mini-events? Or an event where people earn points for making activities revolving around the beach?" Steve wasn't entirely certain with the events, as the rebuilding hadn't attracted much attention, and they still had a party going on, but with a little more input, they could probably squeeze another one in. "That's a definite yes on the training. You could even invite a few allies, if you want to. While you're at it, you could maybe check around for interest in the medical branch? I haven't talked to Fawn, but I think she could be up for it, if she keeps the hard work up by next meeting."
SunClan had tasted like rainbows and happiness? Maybe that was the case for other people, but SunClan hadn't felt that way since...a long time ago. That was just Steve, though, wasn't it? Losing Bucky had started that entire spiral of events, and now here he was, without Urban, in the aftermath of tyranny, and his best friend practically a ghost, but he wasn't going to wallow. "Absolutely. You don't have to ask for that; just let me know you're planning it and it'll be good to go."
He turned his gaze to Phan, knowing the first part wasn't meant seriously. "Anyone can host events, so long as they clear them with me first, but since we don't want too many, finding a few people to host the ones we have planned right now sounds like a good idea. Is there anyone you think could help out with the therapy session?"
/sure thing! We could try one out. They don't always work, but we might as well see if the system will take
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His clanmates gathered around, several inserting commentary, which wasn't surprising, and his head tilted when Phan spoke, though it wasn't surprising information. Going to The Exiles, even peacefully, didn't seem the best of ideas, but Steve didn't have much experience with Rick himself. Not all the leaders were alike, even if it seemed that way when they shared a few common interests. Steve's expression went to a subdued intrigue when the tiger answered Phan's remark; it wasn't him? Unfortunately, Steve was all too aware of what possession did.
"A demon. Just when I thought things were getting boring." The canine's jaw tightened, before he was nodding. He didn't see a reason for deceit, unless Rick was attempting to set someone up, and even then, this was a lot of trouble to go through for something as small as that. "We'll be on the lookout. Thanks for letting us know."
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When Steve had first joined SunClan, he hadn't had high expectations for it either, not after he had hopped through so many clans that they all began blurring together, but he had wanted it to work, if only because the first friend he'd ever made lived here. He'd lost track of his siblings the day he left WindClan, and by now, the dull ache had faded, surfacing only every now and then when he was alone with his thoughts, but that didn't often happen now that he had a clan to lead. Alone time was nearly impossible.
The retriever trotted closer, shaking off the nostalgia, and he offered the other canine a nod, along with a small smile. "Welcome to SunClan, then. What's your name? I'm Steve." Short and simple. "If you need anything, let me or anyone else here know." He was curious, as he usually was, to know what brought her here, if anything, but he didn't ask. It seemed too private.
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Steve, on the other hand, hated squirming, especially when he was the one who was vibrating with tension, and he squared his shoulders, because he was feeling like a giant fool. He didn't like being mocked- he didn't know anyone who did. "This is getting old, Seafoam," the retriever said lowly, not quite a growl, but it wasn't his normal tone of voice either, and he took several steps to the side, to regain his own space. "I stand by what I said: there's nothing to tell." This wasn't a subject he had the most patience with, especially now that she was involving Bucky, whose name had no place in their conversation, especially not a conversation like this one.
The expression did make Steve uncomfortable, but by now he was shutting his features down, one by one, until there was only the slight clenching of the muscles in his jaw that betrayed him. "I'll be sure to give you a call the day I drop my standards." Maybe if Bucky was here, he might laugh it off, though Steve couldn't imagine his best friend in this position, and as for himself, he wanted to be very far away right now. Very far, and it was clear that the canine had settled into a defensive mode. He was lucky there was fur covering his cheeks, otherwise Seafoam would know exactly how embarrassed she was making him, even more than she already did. The sudden change of topic nearly gave him whiplash, but he recovered, latching onto the subject like a man at sea clutching at pieces of debris. "It's...not easy, but I didn't think it would be. It depends on what day you catch me." An inhale, and he turned his gaze back to her, quiet for a beat. "Do you feel safe here, Seafoam? After what happened- they shouldn't have done that. I can't make anyone forgive you, and I won't try, but they're all quick to forget all the good things you did for SunClan. The sacrifices you've made. One mistake and it's as though you were a dictator from the start; that isn't true, or fair, even if it was...a colossal mistake."
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Steve had only brief experience with dying. Many people did; few weren't able to cheat death, and at times, the retriever wasn't sure what to think of the cycle. It was meant to be a part of life, passing along when one's time had ended, and yet it didn't often happen, when they remained gone. Of course, when they did stay six feet beneath the surface, it was difficult to stop expecting them to show their face the next day, or the day after that, but Steve had accepted by now that his family was long gone, resting ahead of him.
The retriever halted during his sweep of the territory, noticing the small group, and he figured it was a joiner, or someone with business, so he trotted over, the shield on his back gleaming. There wasn't anything to say for now, but he did incline his head the stranger's way.
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Golden Retriever || 19 months || Commanderspock x Hungergames || Bisexual, currently single || Carries a shield on his back 24/7
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Difficulty depends on opponent and circumstances || Attack in #6495ED || No kill or capture || Can powerplay friendly actions || Shapeshifting, super strength
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A bit slow to warm up to most people || Reserved || Modest || Soft-spoken (rarely raises his voice) || Does his best to follow his moral compass
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=#; border: 0px; width: 370px; box-shadow: 0px 1px 1px 0px #99161 inset; border-radius: 0px;][size=10][font=times new roman]"Coriolanus. We've met before." Briefly, but Steve still remembered the man. He had been leader of Westeros for some time, hadn't he? The retriever was briefly tempted to ask him how he was able to manage it, though he restrained himself- he wouldn't doubt himself, not here, or in any other matter. Steve would keep his paws steady and true to the best path, and so instead of asking him that, the canine drew closer to glance at the gifts, before focusing fully on Coriolanus. "How's everything holding up?"
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Golden Retriever || 19 months || Commanderspock x Hungergames || Bisexual, currently single || Carries a shield on his back 24/7
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Well, since this was only a trial and everyone who has voted wants the chat thread up again, Waft can unlock the chat thread, unless you guys would prefer a new one's posted?
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/Waft said they were going to update it? I set up a SunClan account though and once I find a good template I'll start working on it.
"Thanks, Enzo." What followed was...an explanation? His qualifications? Steve still hadn't learned how to interpret everything he said, even after all of this time. He was able to get the gist of it, but it was only slightly better than communicating with someone who didn't speak the same language. "I'll take your word for it." Once he learned, completely, how Enzo spoke, then he could do more than the short answers, but until then, this was how it'd be. "I don't...You don't have to drop f bombs to be in the warfare branch, but okay, social branch." Steve O'Mac?
Shaking his head, he looked to Rieji. Something about him made Steve uneasy. He couldn't pinpoint what it was, but it likely had something to do with Seafoam, and he inhaled, the suggestion receiving a slow nod. "You can go ahead and do that, if you'd like, just be sure they won't have adverse effects on them."
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Golden Retriever || 19 months || Commanderspock x Hungergames || Bisexual, currently single || Carries a shield on his back 24/7
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Difficulty depends on opponent and circumstances || Attack in #6495ED || No kill or capture || Can powerplay friendly actions || Shapeshifting, super strength
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A bit slow to warm up to most people || Reserved || Modest || Soft-spoken (rarely raises his voice) || Does his best to follow his moral compass
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There wasn't much here anymore, after the majority of the territory had been scorched by flame, their little village in shambles, but they'd made do. Steve wouldn't call it civilized, exactly, though it did beat some places, so he wasn't complaining- even if it was at the very bottom of the ladder, he wouldn't be found whinging. They had managed to save a few pieces of the territory, ones that hadn't received the worst of the fire, and it was in one such place that Steve found two individuals, one a member by her scent, and the other a stranger in a cave. "I'm going to need your name and your business on SunClan territory," the retriever requested, his head tilted a bit.
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Golden Retriever || 19 months || Commanderspock x Hungergames || Bisexual, currently single || Carries a shield on his back 24/7
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Difficulty depends on opponent and circumstances || Attack in #6495ED || No kill or capture || Can powerplay friendly actions || Shapeshifting, super strength
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A bit slow to warm up to most people || Reserved || Modest || Soft-spoken (rarely raises his voice) || Does his best to follow his moral compass
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It wasn't much of a good home anymore. Their little village had been burned, nearly completely to the ground, and their beach had seen better days, but the point was, SunClan itself still stood, even after everything, and there as a place for people to come to, no matter how scarred the land was. Steve always had mixed feelings about joiners lately; on the one hand, he was happy they were attracting new people, but on the other, he wished they had better accommodations for them. "Hey," the canine began, gaze on the alabaster wolf, before finishing with, "Your name and business, please."
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Golden Retriever || 19 months || Commanderspock x Hungergames || Bisexual, currently single || Carries a shield on his back 24/7
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/how did I miss this geez
Hearing Seafoam's explanation brought a frown to the retriever's maw. He could not tolerate disrespect towards any of his people, especially by an ally, one that had come to him for the alliance. "I'll head over there and talk to them about it. I think they would make a better neutral than an ally." That may have been jumping the gun a little, but if they had the audacity to discuss Seafoam right behind her back, while she was present, then Steve couldn't help but to believe they were idiots.
The retriever glanced to Phan, giving his deputy a nod in agreement concerning Sea's help. "I have been thinking of proposing an alliance to Alejandro. They helped us as neutrals when there were no obligations for it." Steve respected that, greatly.
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Golden Retriever || 19 months || Commanderspock x Hungergames || Bisexual, currently single || Carries a shield on his back 24/7
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Difficulty depends on opponent and circumstances || Attack in #6495ED || No kill or capture || Can powerplay friendly actions || Shapeshifting, super strength
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=#; border: 0px; width: 370px; box-shadow: 0px 1px 1px 0px #99161 inset; border-radius: 0px;][size=10][font=times new roman]"Go ahead. The Rift and KOE are the allies we don't have on the list yet, and Westeros." He didn't say ShadowClan, because after hearing what he had about their disrespect, they weren't going to remain allies. "Once the herb training's been more or less finished up, talk to me about the battle training again, and we can set that up." He didn't want too many events, but he was glad that there was a flow of ideas coming in. They needed that.
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Golden Retriever || 19 months || Commanderspock x Hungergames || Bisexual, currently single || Carries a shield on his back 24/7
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Difficulty depends on opponent and circumstances || Attack in #6495ED || No kill or capture || Can powerplay friendly actions || Shapeshifting, super strength
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=#; border: 0px; width: 370px; box-shadow: 0px 1px 1px 0px #99161 inset; border-radius: 0px;][size=10][font=times new roman]"That's enough." The retriever sent a warning glance Battalionpaw's direction, because her attitude had been getting out of hand, and at this rate, he was going to have to sit her down for a chat. Shaking his head, he turned his gaze back to Angel. "Welcome to SunClan, Angel. Sorry about that." He wasn't fond having to apologize for her, but he would do it, if it meant less discomfort. "I'm Steve." Vera -as he now knew her as- had already offered her services, so Steve merely stood back.
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Golden Retriever || 19 months || Commanderspock x Hungergames || Bisexual, currently single || Carries a shield on his back 24/7
INTERACTION
Difficulty depends on opponent and circumstances || Attack in #6495ED || No kill or capture || Can powerplay friendly actions || Shapeshifting, super strength
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=#; border: 0px; width: 370px; box-shadow: 0px 1px 1px 0px #99161 inset; border-radius: 0px;][size=10][font=times new roman]"Thank you for coming all this way, but I have a few things I need to talk over with your leader first." Steve knew the entirety of the clan wasn't composed of those who would blatantly disrespect an ally, but even so, this would have to be put on hold until he had that discussion. "Your leader will know the answer for that. Do you need anything before you return?" He had come all this way- Steve didn't want to be an awful host.
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Golden Retriever || 19 months || Commanderspock x Hungergames || Bisexual, currently single || Carries a shield on his back 24/7
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=#; border: 0px; width: 370px; box-shadow: 0px 1px 1px 0px #99161 inset; border-radius: 0px;][size=10][font=times new roman]The golden retriever trotted to a halt at the ShadowClan border, the shield on his back gleaming as his gaze slid over the territory. His expression didn't betray much, though there was a brief clenching of his jaw muscles before he moved to speak. "Steve, the leader of SunClan, and I need to speak with ShadowClan's." It wasn't urgent, but it was nonetheless a necessity to handle, and he wasn't sure what he could anticipate for the outcome of their conversation.
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/nope, feel free!
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Inwardly, Steve released an expletive- the ceremonies had slipped his mind, and he lifted a paw to rub at the side of his face, lips pursing. He needed to get better at this, and fast. "I- yeah, go ahead." The retriever nodded, dropping his paw. "I'll head over once you do. Thanks."
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Golden Retriever || 19 months || Commanderspock x Hungergames || Bisexual, currently single || Carries a shield on his back 24/7
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Difficulty depends on opponent and circumstances || Attack in #6495ED || No kill or capture || Can powerplay friendly actions || Shapeshifting, super strength
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