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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]Avi had come a while from The Republic, with Spacey hopefully still keeping the Priestess Trainee company on the medium-length journey. The golden-eyed feline straightened her back, and smoothed a smile across her maw. Truthfully, she wanted to get this over with so that she could get home and start learning witchcraft as was her right. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=2093629.new#new ;; anathema thread B) [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]Avianartisan had set herself up upon a ridge today, facing the sun and wind. She felt powerful, and strangely clear-headed as she stood there; all she needed right now was some battle preparation-slash-heroic music to listen to. She didn't really expect company, but wouldn't mind having someone to talk to. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]Avianartisan Was perched upon a boulder, looking into the middle distance dramatically and thinking. She knew she had been a Caddo in a past life, and for some reason the name Snowspell - which Spacey had mentioned - rang close to home, but she was sue that this wasn't it. She hadn't been Snowy, as far as she knew, but maybe someone else. Someone ... older. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]The voices startled Avi off of her rock, and she scrambled into an upright position as she smiled sheepishly up at the other girls. Apparently it was Spacey, as well as two other girls that the Australian-accented girl hadn't quite met as of yet. "Uh, hi. I guess I was thinking about who I was, and trying to figure out actually who I was." Spacey was probably the one one out of the trio whom stood a chance at understanding what she meant here. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]That would be great, thank you Swifty :3 Yas, Avi and Spacey will make quite the pair, who should make? Avi and Anima, Cyan? [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;](( I'm internally screaming since noboby is awake yet what a thing to wake up to thank you Docky omg )) Avi had peered out of a corner she had been occupying, attention caught by the noises of Alice calling a quick meeting about extra promotions. There weren't any demotions, which the tabby Priestess was relieved about (not that she really had any reason to worry anyway) and it was always good to see her friends promoted. The four names called out to be either a Seer or Trainee alongside her brought a grin to the Australian girl's maw, though Avi hadn't had the pleasure of meeting Anna just yet. She was so caught up in excitement for her friends that she nearly missed the next promotion- once again her own. I'm promoting Avianartisan to Heir too. Avi's jaw dropped open slightly. Her, as an Heir? The second in line to lead the Arcadians? She didn't know whether she was worried or exhilarated about the idea, but she'd take it. With renewed attention, she listened to the final little announcement about The Exiles, and grinned. Aye, she would give them hell. Although she didn't have any powers, she would most definitely try. As the dismissal came, Avi let out a breath that she had been holding, and looked directly up at Alice. "I hope I can serve you well as your Heir," she meowed with a small self-conscious smile. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]Avi, on the other paw, was hunting. She had set herself up not too far from the border, and currently lay in wait as a squirrel muched its own feed about five feet in front of her face. Ignorant little bastard, she thought with grim satisfaction as she felt the wind change. It had been taking both hers and the squirrel's scent directly to the right, and now she was directly downwind of the bugger. She waited until the prey's back was turned, and then ... Bam! Avi leapt out of her hiding spot, and practically on top of the squirrel. The kill was pretty easy after that, and the gold and white tabby looked around to see if she had company. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]"Skoin on? I'm Avianartisan, the Heir. It's good to meet you, mate." Avi approached, a grin quirking her maw as she looked up at the serpentine reptile. It was times like this that she loved her accent because it generally took others aback. They didn't expect an Australian twang from a tall and solid golden tabby. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]Quick as a flash, the teenage tabby cat had arrived, eager to learn about their new ways. Familiars were on the list for today, huh? She could work with that. Avianartisan could most definitely work with that. If it wasn't obvious yet, Avi was really excited about this. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]Avianartisan was in her room, straightening things up. She had made the bed by some degree of magic, and was now going though a conveniently located wardrobe that stood in the corner of her room. Her door was open, though the Heir wasn't sure if she planned to have company. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=2094268.new#new ;; spacey and avi [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]Avi nodded and offered a wave of her tail by way of greeting towards a very confused looking Medli and Inny. Then she turned back towards Spacey, and frowned slightly. "Might have been one of Moonstar's kits, though I don't know which one. It'd be weird if it was Snowy whom I'm the reincarnation of; I'm pretty sure you're older than me." [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]Avianartisan had been asking around as to which room belonged to Alice, and her search had finally brought her to a door. Closed, as was pretty much what Avi had expected. So the Heir took a breath (though she counted the other as a friend, Alice scared Avi shitless sometimes), raised a paw to the wood, and knocked. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]Avi nodded, and resisted the urge to ask the dragon whaskoin on. We don't use Australian slang with allies, Avi you cheeky bastard. "Just a message that we're here to pass onto your leader from the Republic of Arcadia. The message being that we're under new leadership, and we've dropped most of our allies excluding three. This group is included in the short list of those we kept." [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]may I please have the ArcadianClan Heir badge to replace my Priestess Trainee badge on this account? [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]"Skoin on, lads? Sorry I'm late; Avianartisan of the Republic of Arcadia reporting for ... Whatever this is." Avi's loud voice signalled her arrival, and a small grin crossed her features as she took a seat somewhere near Requiem. She was pretty sure that they were allies still. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]Thank you! [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]Avi cracked a grin as she approached; holy shit, it was a guy. She didn't see many of those around these days. "What's your name?" the Heir queried, and then paused for a moment to allow him speech. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 335px; text-align: justify; margin-left: -1px; margin-top: -7px;]Now she'd done it. The door opened, Avi realised that Alice had been chanting, and she went pale. Interrupting the High Priestess during a ritual was bad, and Avi was mildly surprised that she hadn't been blasted to a million bits just yet. Maybe it was because the pale feline didn't hate the teen. After a moment of looking terrified, she found her voice. "Um, yes. I was doing some reading about what is expected of me as your Heir, and I have no idea about the Dark apart from the fact that it is our end goal, our everything. And, seeing as you are the High Priestess, I was wondering if you'd be willing to teach me." [/fancypost]

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