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Like ariene he wasn't a violent peraon and would rather avoid it all together but right now with the allies they had and the appeal, anticlan was the way to go. If she didn't want to capture or kill that was her choice, Phil wouldn't be found any killing.

//yep! I'm writing up the new territory for the train station right now c:
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. Phil liked girls. Well he had a girlfriend in the past and he always was a mommas boy. He never thought girls were lower than him, as he stuck by the golden rule. If girls were nice to him he was nice in turn--same thing with guys and everyone inbetween. Phil nodded, "A bit underwhelming but I'm positive the activity will pick up in the near future." He replied in a bright tone.
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Phil chuckled and met his gaze with a steady one of his own--though Mkombozi had dropped Tidalclan as an ally the lion had no intention of making them an enemy, after all it was his first home, he wouldn't forget that. He knew in the future as the Empiria was now an anticlan that could pose as potential scuffles but he wasn't going to start anything. With a friendly smile he dipped his head, "thank you Cain's. Er, how's Tidalclan?" He inquired, might as well catch up while the other was there.
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the lion momentarily forgot how many members there were in Bloodclan, of course he couldn't have met them all when he visited last time. The male dipped his head in thanks towards dusk grateful for the luck she'd wished upon him. He didn't know whether he needed it, actually he probably did. Phil turned his attention to sweetophelia and smiled in greeting, "Ah, I'm Philip Lester. Phil's just fine though." He responded to her.
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The rift. Interesting. Though he supposed it was more unique than Tidalclan, "lovely." He responded with a smile, Phil mainly ignored the Exiles as they didn't bother the Empiria--much anyways. Arienes apprentice was defiled by an Exilers if he had it correctly and Phil had been roughed up, but the Empiria hadn't been raised for a while. Sola? Ah he met Sola a while ago, she was cool, slightly intense, but cool. The male nodded, "Yes, despite their beliefs they're a good ally." The pale tan feline answered matching the others head tilt.
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The pale tan felines tail froze mid sweep as he heard a voice, his humming stopped and he turned his head. Ah, it was ariene, not Brianna back from the dead or destroya come to smite him. The male grinned, swept the dirt into the bin and nodded in greeting, "Hello miss ariene! How are you?" He questioned in a bright tone despite the somewhat gloomy lighting and her emotionless voice.
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Phil shook his head cocking it to one side in confusion. Why would she ask if he knew about their customs? Perhaps there was some secret ritual he was supposed to take part in--that scared him slightly. The lion shuffled his paws as he sipped on his juice, "Er. I'm afraid I don't." He responded.
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Phil was in no way supporting the Savage on their beliefs that women were less than a man just because they had different parts. The fact made him uncomfortable, but they were nice, to him at leat. Phil nodded sharply in agreement, at least they were good allies. Phil raised a curios metaphorical brow and offered a smile nonetheless. The lion had no intent to join them on their anti-female belifs. The Empiria simply needed allies. And Mkombozi had suggested them. Waving his tail in farewell he watched as he left and he felt his fur rise from the slight electric current in the air, "Neat party trick." He murmured in a wry tone. The thing allying with one clan could do. Gosh.
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To be fair he didn't choose them as allies. Mkombozi had. The last leader. Phil just went with his judgement. Phil blinked at the two. Property? Had he heard that right? Like...prisoners? The male tried not to wrinkle his nose, he was a feminist. He thought it wasn't fair for women to be treated any different than males were just because of their 'lack of a dick' as Cain's had put it. There was no way in hell that he'd join the Savage in putting females below him. But it came down to his clan needing allies--people who he could trust and other than their anti-female ways they'd given him no reason not to trust them. The lion shuffled his paws and sideglanced towards Sinister before returning hias gaze to Magnolia, "Without reason." He repeated not being able to keep a slight frown off his maw. The thought made him mentally shudder. Would he have asked for an alliance had he known? He wasn't sure, "I don't think so." He responded honestly though he would call of the alliance over this. He liked them despite what they believed. He didn't think laukinis or sin or any of the other males he met were horrible.. Phil just didn't agree with them. He wasn't going to push the Savage to believe in Roman gods or fight in an arena for training, so he wouldn't want them to try and push him to put girls beneath him. And if they could do that...then he didn't see any problems,
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The lion was never good at reading hidden messages in body language or speech of others. He turned his head to Hermes and frowned slightly, "Hmm, wanted to know if we're allied with the Savage. And now I know where Destroya got her sarcasm 'n wit from." He murmured quietly narrowing his eyes, he hoped the rift leader wouldnt come after them over being allied with the Savage. Phil could see being allies with them could cause more than enough problems in the future.
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Ariene was highly respected by Phil, just because he had the title of leader didn't mean he stopped looking up to her. He'd take into careful consideration any piece of advice she gave him. The lion hopped down from his perch nodding that would be the end of the meeting unless anyone else had something to add.

// I didn't think of them being like dauntless when I thought up the train station idea. But that's a good point! The Empiria could be known as fearless gladiator-like anticlanners c:
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Phil sent another wary glance towards sinister before his warm expression returned. Talking about the Empiria was something he could do. Without being the awkward manchild he tryuly was in social situations like this. "It's very quiet and peaceful at the moment though we'll be moving from the castle soon. We like to think of ourselves as fearless gladiators, we don't have any thing against anyone...em. Anyways its a very calm anticlan. " like extremely calm. Not many of the members were into killing and torturing and capturing as they were used to being a neutral clan who lean3d towards being pro.
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Perfect, there was no disagreement. Much easier than the Savage Alliance who had more strings attached than an orchestra. The lion dipped his head, "Of course. If there are any events in the future I'll make sure to send invites your way." He responded nodding once again. He hoped the lady was fine enough to travel back he cocked his head and offered a sympathetic glance, "Would you like to stay for a night? Regain your strength for the way home?" Phil offered politely in his usual British accent.
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Pft! Phil, brute strength? Yeah right! Phil wasn't a very strong individual in the physical sense anyways. The male stuck to dodging attacks and moving out of the way, he found that out the hard way. Living up on the streets of southern England wasn't the easiest lets just say that. "Mhm!" He exclaimed agreeing with the lady.
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( no worries! )

Philip dipped his head in understanding, a joiner! That was wonderful. He loved seeing new faces around. Waving his thin pale tan tail he'd nod again, "accepted! My name's Phil, leader around here--would you like a tour?" He questioned tilting his head curiously. The male was willing to help the new member with anything she needed whether it be questions or finding a room or showing her around.
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Phil didn't know what happened to Dan, or Brianna-- he just assumed they had left him or died. Of course he was worried, they were his closest friends the male wouldn't be there today if it hadn't been for their support. The now lion shouldered his way through the undergrowth, making new paths through the forest. Hearing his name called in a familiar voice he originally thought he was dreaming...or dead. Dan. Dan, Dan, Dan. Three letters but more to them than an entire dictionary. Phil's voice failed as Dan entered his sight, a strangled choking sound emitting from his throat. He was back! Leaping forward the larger feline would then--as lightly as possible--pick the tabby up in his arm and give him a hug. A chopped up purr rumbled from his throat, "You're back." He said softly nearly crying with happiness.
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Phil blinked turning his neutral stare to Sinister, he made it seem less sexist than what his friend had told him. The male nodded slowly. He still didn't necessarily agree with them but it was their choice and he wouldn't not be their friends just because of a belief--even if it was wrong to him. The lion flicked his tail and replaced his expression with a happy one and nodded excitedly at the thought of a mock battle, "Laukinis and I can set the mock battle up later." He suggested sideglacing at the other with a half smile before purring at the thought of a game. He hadn't played spin the bottle in almost seven months. He didn't want to drink..last time he got drunk he got his best friend pregnant and then she tried to kill him and he didn't want that to happen again. Not that it would he just didn't like to take chances.
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Phil was literally the worst person at holding grudges, he tried to have something against his sons who called him a horrible father but he couldnt--they were his children. The male wrapped Dan in the most comfortable hug he could give, wrapping his forelimbs around him--his tail waving wildly, "You're safe, love. I have you." He murmured his words rushing from his mouth without him thinking about it. His best friend was back and that was all he could think about at the moment.
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Phil tilted his head slightly in confusion, he was never skilled at relationships, I mean the one he shared with Destroya went down hill faster than ski slope. The male spaced himself from Dan so they could look at each other without bumping noses, "What?" He questioned unaware of Hermes presence.
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Lio , feline, serval, dragon, and back to lion. Phil liked having different bodies, it was an interesting power to say the least. In mere seconds he could become a giant and mighty dragon to a slender and skillful domestic feline. It was amazing, he wasn't exactly sure how it all happened or the physics behind it all but he was sure it had something to do with supernatural powers like in the comic books he'd read. But who knew for sure? Who knew? Not him. He was no scientist. The male switched to a serval but found himself, as not the burgandy serval he loved to be but a female albino serval! It was like his dark brown-red serval switched to a girl! Phil was a girl. Wow. Just wow.
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