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[justify]she's excited. that's the only way to describe her. from her head to her chubby belly to her tiny white toes, she's practically seeping enthusiasm. it's too much. it's simply too much, really. the way she moves makes it obvious. each step is more of a jump. a gallop, if you will, across the ground. she's heard so many great things about this clan. (well, actually, she's only heard the name. she's rather fascinated by the stars and the moon and the sun. astrology is like magic, she'll tell you, all that stuff is so far away, just floating in a bunch of nothing! it's gotta be magic, so it's gotta be good.) she can't wait to start her new life there, especially if the place lives up to its name.
"yooohoooo!" the not-exactly-little girl calls, front paws pressed together and tail flicking eagerly. she gives her shoulders a roll to ensure that her cape - in all of its navy blue and gold star flecked glory - is properly positioned. she also adjusts her matching hat, because no good wizard will be taken seriously if they aren't up to par with their attire. "i'm lorna, here to join!" she calls, at first in her mind just to see if her telepathy is working today, and second out loud, to make sure somebody hears her. not everyone can be a master sorceress like lorna, and she understands that.
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[justify]if lorna did possess the spectacular mind reading abilities she claimed were simply dormant in her mind at the moment, she would've been disappointed by the first responder's negativity. but she's lorna, and that means that whatever feeling stabs her in the gut first is what she's going with. that feeling is 'wow! everyone sure loves my cool outfit!'
she's feeling pretty proud of herself right now.
"hi! you must not be familiar with proper wizard attire, huh? i, a respectable magic user, have been entrusted by higher forces-" aka her mom, who regretfully lent her tape and a ragged sheet of cloth. "-to don this cape and hat with pride! that's what real wizards do." she tells battalionpaw dutifully, as if giving an inspirational speech, before winking at kuroo, the other stranger who had mentioned her clothes.
to the others, she offers a simple "cool, cool, cool! i feel super welcomed already!" in the standard 'i sound like i'm so excited that i'm going to pee my pants' lorna way. it's in her job description.
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[justify]oh, gee! the first joiner she'll greet as an official sunclan member! well, she thinks he's a joiner. as everyone has probably figured out by now, lorna's majestic and magical mind reading powers are more of lucky guesses. and unlucky guesses. she isn't usually right. either way, this is a huge milestone in the calico's career. huge. up to the stranger in question she trots, a smile wide across her stubby maw, "hi! my name is lorna!" she tells him, cocking her head to the side so that her sparkly cone shaped hat is leaning to one side.
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[justify]of course she's a wizard! of course she knows magic! and, as always, of course she's willing to allow others to get a taste of her power, even if it is just a quick stroke of her cape. "oooh! of course you can," she says to chisk out loud. if they couldn't detect the power that had to be dripping from lorna in waves, they surely couldn't hear her telepathic messages. or maybe they couldn't hear the telepathic messages because lorna doesn't have telepathy.
baby steps. baaaaby steps.
tossing the cape to rest over her shoulder, the calico displays it for chisk to bask in its glory. "to answer your first questions, yes. i am a wizard. and i definitely know magic, even though sometimes it just doesn't work. only sometimes though."
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[justify]threads with lorna, perhaps, because she's super new and has like no friends? she's open to anything non-violent and she really just loves wizards a lot.
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[justify]"ooh! ooh! ooooh! i want one!" the chubby feline calls, tail flicking back and forth frantically as if to resemble an eager child waving their arm in anticipation of being called on by the exasperated teacher. since this is her first weekly task, she's going to definitely have to try her best and hopefully nobody dies. wish her luck.
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[justify]oh my. ohhhh my. this kid is the real deal. a genuine gem. an actual magic user of functional magic that functions. lorna is trying to conceal the millions of exclamation points flooding through her brain right now, and she's failing big time. staring at chisk with her mouth agape, she nods vivaciously before snapping her jaw shut and turning dramatically to face in the other direction. "of course! as long as you keep working hard, maybe you'll be my apprentice one day!" or her teacher. most likely the latter.
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[justify]lorna doesn't know what the 'situation' in question is. are you surprised? you really shouldn't be; she doesn't know a lot of things. nevertheless, she's there. she's always there. appearing beside catalystcrypt, who she has dubbed in her mind to be a pretty cool gal, with a certain pep in her step, she flashes a smile at the strangers and greets them with a genuine, "hiya!" it's not exactly the entrance she wishes she could make when arriving at scenes like this (her idea involves lots of smoke, sparkles, and rad backup dancers) but it'll suffice for now. just for now.
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[justify]well, since it's an order.... "order sounds like a kinda mean word but ok!" ....then lorna has to comment. she always has to comment. this is just a fact of life. with a sparkly cape fluttering behind her, the calico trots over to find someone to talk to. for a moment, she considers striking up a conversation with chisk, but the memories of being outshone in the power department are simply too much to bear. maybe another time.
instead, she settles her determined gaze on mythicalkit. he seems like a cool guy, right? sure, why not! "hi! i'm lorna! i don't think we've met before!" is what she says, making an unsteady attempt at a bow. bowing is what wizards should do, she thinks, because it's a nice gesture and makes you look fancier than you really are.
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[justify]yes definitely!! would you like me to make the threads?
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[justify]another joiner! woah! this is, like, amazing! it really is! the sheer amount of people eager to make their home in sunclan makes lorna incredibly happy. sure, she's only been here for a few days, but everyone has been so nice that she already feels at home. "hi miss! i'm lorna!" she greets through gritted teeth. her glorious hat had tragically fell to the ground on the way over here, but she simply couldn't stop to re-equip. no. she had to pick it up and run. there are high stakes, you know, for a wizard like her to do their very best at being welcoming.
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[justify]after practically skidding up to the scene on overexcited paws, lorna gasps very loudly. "richard is a cool name! are you actually rich?" she exclaims, lifting one foot to her mouth in a shocked gesture. she's tried to do magic to conjure money before, (just because that would be cool; she has no use for money) but the only thing she managed to do was trip over a twig and hit her head. she didn't think much of it at the time. she doesn't think much of anything, really. either way, she marked down 'conjuring money' complete with a tiny heart beside it in her mental notebook of the list of things she can't quite do with her powers. it's okay, though, because a good wizard's training never ends! there's always room for improvement.
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[justify]the time has come. the other sunclanners finally get the opportunity to see what a brilliant sorcerer lorna is. she's been waiting for this moment for forever. well, not really. in her perfect little world, nobody has ever doubted her capabilities. oh, what a pure soul she is.
it all started with a butterfly. it was small and bright and a spectacular golden color, just like the stars that dot lorna's beloved wizard attire. the kit in her (hey, she's still only six months old) let in the overwhelming urge to chase it. and so, she chased it. rather recklessly, might i add. in those few moments of the chase, paws were flying and tails were twitching and eyes were wide and fiery and...ouch. in those few moments of the chase, poor little lorna got a little too excited. so exited that she didn't even see the large pine towering in front of her. so excited that she slammed her poor littl-er, chubby body into the trunk.
this is where the magic happens. the sheer force of her collision wasn't enhanced by a power by any means, and yet a pair of green leaves still departed their branches and fell slowly to the ground right before the calico's eyes. "magic," she whispers huskily, reaching to bat gently at a leaf. and then it hits her. "oh boy! i must have a new power!!"
this is all very exciting, of course, but it should be noted that, in reality, lorna has no powers whatsoever. not a single one. just keep that in mind.
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[justify]and here they were, arriving on the scene at the perfect moment with smiles spread across their faces. any inkling of pain she might've felt was instantly washed away by the jolt of excitement that ran through her veins upon seeing the other sunclanners. she loves clan life, she really does. everyone has simply been so wonderful and helpful. whether they like it or not, she's going to be staying here for a while.
before talking to the others, lorna takes a moment to greet chisk by flicking her tail. chisk is a cool dude and she likes her quite a bit. also, she fears her elemental powers just a bit. okay, maybe a lot.
"it's my new magic! i must've telekinetically moved those two leaves," she explains to ashenpaw proudly with one paw firmly pinning a leaf down. ashenpaw's face was new to her, (she thinks so, because sometimes she forgets things like names and faces and letters of the alphabet) so she asks him "hey, by the way, what's your name? i'm lorna. i'm a wizard!"
turning to kuroo and gameboy, two guys with equally peculiar names, lorna can't stop her body from practically shaking. these were adults. the big guys. "oh, no sir! i'm perfectly fine! all good wizards like yours truly have an armada of cool healing powers at their disposal, so don't worry about me." not really, of course. the closest thing to healing powers lorna has are a thick skull and an unmatched quantity of pure elation.
// you're all too nice i'm crying
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[justify]"of course you can stay! i just joined recently too, so i don't think anyone will mind! also, everyone is really lovely here so you're gonna have an amazing time!" the overweight calico gasps, trotting up to stand right in front of the newcomer with an amazed expression. she blinks a few times to soak in the other female's appearance before shifting her round eyes to the device she had been using. "hey, what's that?" it could be some type of magic, she supposes, wrinkling her nose and narrowing her eyebrows to show how utterly mystified she is with the device. magic is something she knows, but technology is a whole other ballpark.
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[justify]i would love to see the thread come back! since i've joined, everyone has been so wonderful and i'd love to be able to talk to you all more!!
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[justify]sure, lorna may be an unstoppable ball of energy and a force to be reckoned with, but she carries a huge burden; the burden of being the only awesome wizard in sunclan. now, this isn't new to her by any means because her family was rather uninterested in her talent. 'yes lorna, i heard your telepathic message for the eighth time today,' her mother would say for the eighth time today. lorna didn't really believe her, but she never said anything. mom tried her hardest to make her kids happy, and that was magic in its own way. her father, who led a double life, in a way, was never home to help his daughter hone in on her powers. and her siblings? psssh. they weren't believers.
and so, because of her family's overall disinterest, lorna adapted to being alone. 'you can't wait for others to provide you with happiness,' her father had told her once, 'so you have to make yourself happy.' those words have always stuck with her.
now, that isn't the only burden she carries, you see, as it stems off into a whole new category of responsibilities. all good and honorable wizards have apprentices. lorna had to become a good and honorable wizard without a master, but that was so incredibly boring that she resolved to help another fledgling wizard before she dies. that's one of the reasons she joined sunclan, after all. to search. ever since she arrived, she's been conducting a top secret search. she's always watching. always.
and finally, burden number three. burden number three is, by far, the heaviest of all. it's the burden that comes around when you sleep all day and play all night. it's hunger. after desperately trying to catch her own food with her brand new telekinesis powers and failing miserable, lorna decides to take the lazy path and get something from the fresh kill pile. ah, the life of a wizard is a grueling one indeed.
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[justify]lorna does lots of things. so many things that listing them all would be absolutely impossible. but that doesn't mean lorna doesn't mentally cycle through them on a daily basis. number one, she likes magic. that's a given. two, she thinks looking for shapes in the clouds is fun. three is that drawing is pretty cool. four? that one time she watched the ceiling fan in her dad's human's apartment for two hours straight. today, we're focusing on the third one.
drawing. in the dirt. with a stick. drawing what, exactly? a self portrait. she begins with a big round circle. this is an accurate portrayal of her body shape. then, another circle for her head. also accurate. two triangles for ears, one being more round than the other, and a long tail peeking out from behind the biggest circle. these are not exactly accurate but it's the thought that counts. next up are four ellipses that serve as paws. add those to the 'not quite' category. she also adds a standard smiley face composed of two dots and an arc that looks nothing like her face.
perhaps this is more abstract art than a portrait.
either way, she's proud. just as she begins to sign her name in an incomprehensible mess of scribbles, however, she has a realization. her cape and hat! she forgot her cape and hat in the drawing! immediately, lorna gasps loudly and gets back to work. true perfection mustn't be rushed, you see.
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