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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]"I'll take one!" He chirped as he bounded over next to Wingspan. His roleplayer really needed to bring the activity and muse levels of their characters up, and this would definitely be helpful. Hopefully he got a really interesting task, and one that wouldn't involve getting filthy. While his lovely coat wasn't difficult to maintain, Icarus still didn't enjoy the feeling of having mud or dirt in his fur.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]A show and tell with a Halloween theme? A wide smile formed on the feline's maw as he approached. "Sounds like an incredible idea!" Icarus stated through his beaming grin once he came to a stop next to Shiftingallegiances. Ah, he would have loved this as a kid. Even though he was still a kid. Kind of. He definitely would enjoy such an event, whether he was participating or just watching. But he didn't really have such a belonging that had a scary story to go with it.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]"Or I could give you a tour now, miss." The Guardian said as he walked over to the three, taking his time doing so. "But of course, you can wait if you'd like. It's all up to you. My name is Icarus, by the way. Anything else you need?"


    [ rushed ]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]He was back? The Guardian paused in his tracks once the saw the familiar frame of the grey tabby, blinking his pink oculars as if he couldn't believe his eyes. But after a few seconds Icarus smiled and charged at the returning member, aiming to pull him into a hug. "ELLLK!" The boy shouted through the widest grin he could muster, a purr rumbling in his throat.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Ah, and there she was. The young feline waved his tail to greet the fellow Guardian as he came over, taking note of her appearance. Well groomed, and a cute little flower clip on one ear. "Bonjour, dear. You look quite lovely." Icarus said before pulling his gaze off of the femme and redirected it to the lake. It was rather beautiful here, and with the moonlight reflecting off of the surface of the water, one might even think that the view was breathtaking.


    "You picked a beautiful spot." He would comment as he watched as the reflection of the moon dance across the surface of the salt lake.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Was this a zombie horse? With maggots coming out of it. Icarus did his best to hold down the contents of his stomach, his nose wrinkling as the horrid stench of burning corpses hit him. The screeching sound coming from this new enemy causing him to flinch. His small frame morphed into a much larger one, fur becoming scales as he went from being a feline to a dragon. Who would dare to kill or even hurt his clanmates? Well, apparently this strange individual.


    A puff of air came from the scaled beast's nostrils as he glared at Death, the row of sharp teeth in his mouth visible as his lips curled into a snarl.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]The spirit began to notice the femme's nervousness, as did Icarus. Unfortunately, the ghost had no clue how to help others when they had cold feet, so he would let the Guardian take the reigns. And by that he meant he forced Icarus to take over. 'Maybe you should take over, love.' He said to the boy before his spirit temporarily vanished. "What? N-no! Don't--" He trailed off as her words began to flow from his mouth, and the calm smile quickly transformed into a nervous one.


    "Uh, hey Cambles. You okay? You don't seem too hot. I mean, you seem hot but-- AGH, wait I mean you seem out of it and totally still pretty." He said, the words coming out of his mouth quicker by the moment. Why the heck did he get pulled into this? Didn't that ghost say he had everything under control? 'Real smooth, Icarus.' The tabby wanted to hiss under his breath, but refused to do so to avoid potentially making matters worse.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]He didn't want to do this. He really didn't. But being in two clans was stressful for him. And considering he was rarely active here anymore, he figured it was time for him to take his leave. "So, guys? I'm gonna be steppin' down and leavin'. Sorry to disappoint, but I can't really handle this dual-membership thingy! I'd be glad to visit though, if you don't mind." Icarus called out to the rest of his clanmates, a small yet genuine smile marking his face. He would wait a few minutes for any goodbyes or anything else before he left.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]The male raised a metaphorical eyebrow upon hearing that RiddleClan and The Exiles were apparently 'buddy buddy' now. Wasn't the whole point of The Exiles to destroy every group? Something didn't seem right to him about that. But as that topic was dropped and Jax went on to some new military-esque rank he was planning, Icarus straightened up his posture as he listened with great interest. Ooh, he was already getting some ideas.


    When Icarus heard of promotions and shout-outs and all that, he found himself grinning. "WHOO! Congrats you guys, you deserve it!" The cream ticked tabby said through the wide smiles, resting on his haunches as he brought his two front paws together in a clapping motion.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Ceremonies. The last time there had been ceremonies was when he became an apprentice. It seemed like it was quite awhile ago, too. Icarus was rather glad to see that there would be ceremonies this month. The Guardian padded over to watch and assist, the smile that was commonly visible on his features right where it should be. Though someone his age might not feel the same, he was extremely proud of his clan and loved it dearly. Seeing the young become apprentices and apprentices becoming warriors, or even someone changing their name to something they found more fitting, made him happy.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]"Hi there! I'm Icarus, it's nice to meet ya! What's your name?" The apprentice chirped as he bounded over, head cocked to the side as he asked for the pup's name. One of the things he didn't like about going inactive was that there were so many unfamiliar faces when he came back. But of course, the clan was growing in numbers, which was always a good thing. Though with the coming winter, he was slightly concerned about how such a big clan would deal with the shortage of food.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]The boy didn't exactly care for war too much. He didn't like conflict or fighting, yet at the same time he was interested in this military Jax had spoken of. Why, you might ask? Icarus wanted to protect his clan as best as he could. And if he could potentially offer whatever skills he might have had, then so be it. Plus, he had some ideas for the General ranks that were mentioned as well. Seeing as this was a meeting for such things, it might not hurt to bring them up here.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8][ yup! welcome to the site! c: ]


    "Hiya miss! Yo Shift." Icarus greeted happily seeing as the common question had already been asked. Bleh, the question was so boring! Still, it was the easiest and quickest way of requesting such knowledge. There was no hostility in his voice, only genuine kindness. A genuine smile could be seen on the boy's face. He was in a rather good mood, and had been ever since he was freed from the spirit possessing him. Well actually, their souls had merged, but did the Guardian mind? Nope. He was just glad he had full control again.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8][ !!!! spider cider bb ]


    A girl with eight paws? The boy blinked his pink eyes as he approached, sitting down after he stopped beside Wirt and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. Icarus had seen some pretty weird things, but this might take the cake. She was like some sort of spider cat! "Hiya! Welcome to WindClan, I'm Icarus! What's your name? Oh, and do you need anything aside from Ritsu?" The Guardian said happily before springing back onto his paws.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]He was rather worried about the femme, who had disappeared some time ago. Though he didn't really show it. Mainly because he was possessed for a while. But even when he did take back the reigns of his own body again, he didn't show any negative emotions. He wanted to be as optimistic as he could.


    "I'll go find a medic. You two stay with her please!" Icarus said before darting off to find somebody from the medical team. He was unaware that the warrior had amnesia, and assumed that she would want Jonathan to stay close to her.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Icarus approached, an awestruck expression on his face. Jax was stepping down? It seemed hard to believe, but he couldn't deny the facts. He had been getting ill lately, hasn't he? The boy didn't think much of it, just a cold. Something that wasn't much of an issue. He had no idea it was getting so bad. He hid any trace of a disheartened look and gave the former leader a reassuring smile. "You got it sir! Thank you for leading us." The Guardian said before looking over at the newly appointed leader.


    "Congrats Wingspan! Wingstar? I'm just gonna call ya Win!" He chirped with a dip of his head. He would have given the brown tabby a thumbs up. But he didn't have thumbs. So he didn't do that.


    [ noted! see you around cc! ]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]BoneClan. As soon as he picked up the scent of the enemy clan troops the corners of his mouth were pulled down into a frown. Icarus still remembered his time spent in the anti-clan as a prisoner, which wasn't exactly a fun thing to remember. They didn't dare to harm him, seeing as he was still just a kitten at the time. In fact, he even liked it there! That's why fighting them or even being enemies with them was upsetting to him. It wasn't easy fighting an enemy clan that didn't seem all that bad to him.


    Still, he was a member of WindClan. He was loyal to his clan and would stick by them. Protect them even if it meant meeting old friends or familiar faces on the battlefield. Icarus shape-shifted into a massive dragon and cautiously looked around, ready to fight for his clan.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Spider bars? Was that like some sort of candy bar, but with some sort of affiliation to arachnids. "I could give you all the towels you want. Kinda literally." Icarus said half-jokingly as he approached, reading the words on the cardboard box. Well, that was one good thing about that whole possession thing that happened. He learned how to read. Plus there was that extra boost in self-confidence.


    "But ah, spider bars aren't made with r-real spiders, right?" The apprentice asked with the slightest stutter. Spider girls were alright. Spider spiders though? No thank you.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]"Sure! What does turkey taste like though?" The cream tabby asked as he bounded over, occasionally glancing over at Cam as he stared at the contents of the wagon. Icarus cocked his head to the side as he examined the food that was practically foreign to him. Whatever it was, it smelled tasty! There wasn't exactly a whole lot of variety in his diet. Rabbits, mice, sparrows, with some berries and apple slices in the mix every now and then. And some human foods too. Even though the creatures he was once greatly interested in now scared him, they still had some tasty grub and neat inventions.