Posts by IV?N?.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]Strangers: Avoid if dangerous, rely on their kindness if not. After departing from her biological mother back in ShadowClan, her birth Clan, that was what she had learned thus far in her life. Being only just under four months, it was a good life lesson for a fem her age.

So, Ivana could only hope that the strangers here in WindClan weren't dangerous and she could rely on their kindness. After all, it would be quite hard for someone as small as she was to run from a massive group of larger animals through the mountains. Thus, as she came up to the Clan's border, she thoroughly hoped for the best.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]'Name and business?'
'Yeah, what's ya name and beeswax?'

The child was silent for a moment, fear washing over her as she went over the two questions in her mind. Did she really want to go through with this? Yes, yes she did, and she refused to turn back. If she wasn't doing this for herself, then she was doing this for her mother. "Ivana Xerxes," replied the albino feline, unsure if giving them her last name truly mattered. Either way, she answered one of the questions. Now came for the second: Business. That meant the same thing as 'beeswax,' right? She hoped so, since she surely didn't have any beeswax. [color=#ffddcc]"I'm joining. If that's alright?"
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]Tracking.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]Upon hearing that she was allowed to join and then immediately welcomed, relief and a small smile came over her. She made note of the two names spoken in her direction: Peachmoon Banner and Boo. Boo and Peachmoon Banner. And then three others whom had yet to introduce themselves. "Thank you," Ivana replied, nodding her head just slightly. [color=#ffddcc]"Where are you guys living? Over there?" She then moved to the side and pointed in the direction of the camp.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]Being fully and blissfully unaware of all the relationships that WindClan had with other Clans, Ivana didn't bother keeping a safe distance. The male didn't look dangerous, so she would rely on his kindness unless something else happened. "What color blankets do you have?" asked the child as she went up to him, looking between Envy and the gifts. A purple, blue, or even blank blanket sounded appealing to the young fem.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]To be perfectly honest, not even half of what the older fem was saying made the slightest bit of sense to the child. They were all big words, and she knew of only small words and select medium-sized words. In spite of her small vocabulary, the name change still didn't affect her much, seeing as she hadn't met Gardenpaw before. "Okay," murmured Ivana as she came towards the group.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]Flowerpaw. Pretty name. Here to join. Okay. If she recalled correctly from her own joining, the older female was allowed to join no problem. "Welcome to WindClan, Flowerpaw," greeted the albino child as she came stumbling forward on her stumpy legs. [color=#ffddcc]"I'm Ivana." Even if she knew what in the world spying was, she wouldn't have picked up anything suspicious about the new member. To Ivana, she seemed perfectly normal.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]Since joining just earlier that day, Ivana was sure turning out to like WindClan. Of the members she'd met, they all seemed friendly, and even rather eager to have her there. If that was really the case, she didn't know, but she didn't care. Besides, you can't forget the light violet blanket she'd acquired, which she had since been curled up in the corner of the camp under. All-in-all, as her little blue eyes peeked out from underneath her blanket, she felt pretty great, and only slightly missed her biological mother.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]Nighttime. Her favorite time of the day. Seeing as her anxiety prevented her from fully enjoying the hectic environment of the daytime, the little child much preferred the world in such a way. It was so quiet, nice and dark, everyone was asleep, and she could do whatever -- especially now that she no longer lived with Hostesscupcakes, leaving her the freedom to explore as far and wide as her little legs could carry her.

And, of course, that was what she was doing right now. She had gotten a similarly aged Clanmate to tie her lilac blanket into a little knot around her neck, so Ivana now had her gold locket hidden beneath the beginnings of a fuzzy cape. As if she didn't look peculiar enough, her snowy white fur really made her stick out like a sore paw. Not that she really cared at the moment. She had finally gotten back over the mountains and was well on her way into the wilderness, guided only by the wind, the moonlight, and her own childish instincts.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]With Melanie attracted to the thread by Fall Out Boy lyrics in the title, the stubby-legged child came trotting into the thread, her lilac blanket adnoring her little body like a cape. Though this was the first time she'd heard the term 'meet and greet,' it seemed as though it was exactly what it sounded like. "Hello," the albino fem said in greeting, vaguely remembering Libby from when she herself had joined. [color=#ccbbaa]"I'm Ivana."
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]Seeing as Melanie was turning sixteen in 45 minutes, they were wide awake, which meant Ivana was, too. The child could be found in camp, finishing untying her blanket cape from her and using her tiny paws to fold it up. She then looked around at all the unfamiliar faces of those she was now living, immediately being washed over with anxiety. Taking in a deep breath, she found the courage to call out sheepishly, "Meet and greet, anyone?"
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]With her blanket being tied more around her shoulders than her neck, it was more than easy for Daniel to target her. Had the child known of the existence of such vile creatures, she likely would have made a larger effort to keep her neck concealed. But, alas, she had been unaware until this very moment as the older male's teeth went sinking into her.

Instantaneously, Ivana collapsed and shrieked in pain, tripping over her blanket cape as she attempted to scramble away. "L- Let me g- go!" yelped the runtish albino as she shut her eyes tight and grabbed at the air for something to grasp onto. Who was doing this? Why were they doing this? What had she done to deserve such an extreme level of pain at such a tender age?
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]'I'm a monster.' Well, that was surely obvious now.

'And I just made you a monster...' Did that mean she was going to turn into a night-hunting, blood-sucking monster who prayed upon the blood of other innocent children?

For a good minute or so, the child was quiet, holding a paw to her wound as tears gathered in her baby blue vision. Crimson ran down, stained, and weighed down her milky white pelt, though she refused to look. Once there didn't seem to be as strong of a flow of blood, she lowered her shaking paw to the ground. "Uh... I... Uh..." she stammered, unsure of why he was so suddenly trying to make everything okay. [color=#ccbbaa]"I'm, uh, Ivana."
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]ooc. thANK YOU !!!!

ic. As the small hoard of Clanmates approached the young child, she was silent for a few moments, debating internally whether or not to grab her blanket in her jaws and run to safety. Finally, she decided to stay put, as offering a meet and greet and then running away from it seemed like a very bad impressionable thing to do. "Hi," began the albino quietly, sucking in a breath before continuing at a slightly louder volume. [color=#ccbbaa]"I'm Ivana Xerxes."
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]Her first death. And a strange one nonetheless.

As Ivana came upon the scene, she was sickened immediately by the overwhelmingly sweet smell of strawberries coming from the corpse, which luckily hadn't been left out long enough to smell rotten. She frowned noticeably, shaking her head after looking away. Being so young, she had yet to process death, let alone murder. Naturally, it was unsettling. "Wh... Why did he do it? Did they... do something wrong?" the child questioned softly.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]Not at all recognizing the member calling for a meet and greet, the little fem inferred it was in her best interest to go and introduce herself. After all, what kind of Clanmate would she be if she sat around instead of trying to get to know the people she was now living with? Chubby paws carrying her towards the small group, the child would introduce, "Hi. I'm Ivana Xerxes."
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]Bones? She didn't recognize the name, but she hadn't really been expecting to. She had been here for around maybe two days now, so it was no surprise she did have nearly as many names stored in her little head as everyone else. In spite of that, though, she still came up and murmured with a light smile, "Welcome back."
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]To say the very least, Ivana didn't understand it. First, she was minding her own business, exploring beyond the boundaries of WindClan's territory. Then, she was bitten by some savage, and now this savage was making conversation with her. Truthfully, it was all far too strange for her liking. "Something for this would be nice," the child replied, slowly moving her hand to gesture towards the wound on her neck.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px;][justify][sub]Since taking it upon herself to move to WindClan all by herself, the small child had since missed her biological mother. After a vampire had attacked her, Ivana had been weakened significantly and had had to stay curled up underneath her lilac blanket in her den for a while until she was healed enough. Once she was, she got it tied around her neck again, and she set off to ShadowClan.

Upon reaching the border, she slowed to a stop, her short little legs tired out from the trip.
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