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  • call it yours;; o, gifts from stormclan, hp needed

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; margin-bottom: -62px; margin-left: -19px; margin-top: 22px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: left; color: white]♛ one hell of a pilot[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid white; width: 411px; height: 109px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: 60px; opacity: 0.99; font-family: candara; color: black; overflow: auto; line-height: 100%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]"I'm Poe Dameron, from StormClan," Poe began, nodding politely in lieu of a greeting. "Here to offer this gift basket as something to help strengthen the relations between CloverClan and StormClan. Do any of you happen to know if I might be able to speak with a high position? A leader, preferably, but any would do; it's very important and would be greatly appreciated." His speech was well-rehearsed, coming out in smooth, easy lines. He had worked on it during all his walking between clans, and he was pretty proud of how professional it sounded. He didn't recognize Rarityshine as a senior warrior, but he flashed a smile in her direction nonetheless. She was the oldest out of the three cats that had come to greet him, so Poe figured she probably had the most say in their situation.


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  • with love;; o, gifts from stormclan, hp needed

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  • with love;; o, gifts from stormclan, hp needed

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    // rushed


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  • CORRECT THIS WORLD -- open, gifts

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  • You Were Only Waiting For This Moment To Arise [Open; Herbs]

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  • Never giving up. // Open, Joining

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  • infusion || PRIVATE

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; margin-bottom: -62px; margin-left: -19px; margin-top: 22px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: left; color: white]♛ one hell of a pilot[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid white; width: 411px; height: 109px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: 60px; opacity: 0.99; font-family: candara; color: black; overflow: auto; line-height: 100%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]"Thank you for your time, Twistedstar," Poe began, seating himself in her den. He nodded in greeting towards Athena before he started speaking on the issue he had hoped to address in coming to RiverClan. "I don't know how much you've heard about the issues StormClan has been having with The Blackheart Rogues, but I'll start from the beginning. It started as a simple border skirmish; StormClan saw a piece of unclaimed land with a spot that was prime for a lookout over our territory. We attempted to claim it by putting down scent markers and The Blackheart Rogues stated that it was theirs and that we were trespassing. The land hadn't been scented at all, and there was no indication of their presence there whatsoever.


    "There was some taunting back and forth until eventually StormClan attacked. We won the skirmish; the plateau was ours. The Rogues then infiltrated our territory, killed our warriors, and attempted to light our camp on fire." He stopped for a moment, allowing everything he said to sink in. "We're at war now. Recently, we've... encountered an issue. Spiderstar has gone missing. Our patrols have found no sign of her, and the last she was seen by anyone was a few days ago. Auroradweller is in charge for the time being, however he has received no beckons from StarClan, so it's likely that she's alive." He finished his speech, falling into silence with a contemplative look on his face.


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  • Well... (open game) that was odd.

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    // i'm at school whoops


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  • Never giving up. // Open, Joining

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    // i'm at school whoops


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  • You can't see the world through my eyes! [open/weekly task]

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    // rushed because i'm technically at school right now


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  • everyday we dont die is a success [joining]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; margin-bottom: -62px; margin-left: -19px; margin-top: 22px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: left; color: white]♛ one hell of a pilot[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid white; width: 411px; height: 109px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: 60px; opacity: 0.99; font-family: candara; color: black; overflow: auto; line-height: 100%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]Poe, out for a stroll as had become common for the tom, scented a stranger and began padding towards it. He soon found the source of the unknown scent and, not even really looking him, began the spiel. "Name and bus- hey, are you okay?" When he finally looked the stranger over thoroughly, he noticed that the tom seemed to be struggling rather greatly. "Do you need any help? You're kind of stuck."


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  • give my regards;; o, gifts from stormclan, hp needed

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  • A DROP IN A HOLE :O+joining:

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  • call it yours;; o, gifts from stormclan, hp needed

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  • I'm not ashamed {O: War Rally}

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    // lmao i'm right on the verge of a panic attack right now so this post is sub-par at best sorry


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  • call it yours;; o, gifts from stormclan, hp needed

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    // rushed; i should be studying right now


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  • call it yours;; o, gifts from stormclan, hp needed

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; margin-bottom: -62px; margin-left: -19px; margin-top: 22px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: left; color: white]♛ one hell of a pilot[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid white; width: 411px; height: 109px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: 60px; opacity: 0.99; font-family: candara; color: black; overflow: auto; line-height: 100%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]"We are planning a raid as of now. If you're offering to help us with that, I'll report back to Auroradweller with the news. I'm sure he'll be glad, if that's the case." Poe said, flicking an ear as he spoke. He was trying to figure out how to coordinate all his. The help would be good, but the communication might be tricky. Well, he would do his best to ensure StormClan had as much help as possible. That was his task. He had to complete it.


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  • A little later on;; Joiner- Bloom family needed;; Open

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; margin-bottom: -62px; margin-left: -19px; margin-top: 22px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: left; color: white]♛ one hell of a pilot[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid white; width: 411px; height: 109px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: 60px; opacity: 0.99; font-family: candara; color: black; overflow: auto; line-height: 100%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]"Well, welcome to StormClan," Poe said, smiling lightly towards the new joiner. He padded over to stop next to Malia, his tone welcoming and hospitable. "If you need anything - food, water, a tour of the territory - or you have any questions, feel free to ask."


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  • infusion || PRIVATE

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; margin-bottom: -62px; margin-left: -19px; margin-top: 22px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: left; color: white]♛ one hell of a pilot[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid white; width: 411px; height: 109px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: 60px; opacity: 0.99; font-family: candara; color: black; overflow: auto; line-height: 100%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]"Completely understandable," Poe said, nodding politely. "No sense meddling in other clans' affairs when you've got trouble of your own. The herbs might be appreciated, though I doubt the shelter would be necessary. I'll report to Auroradweller with the offer and see what he says. I'm glad for the kindness you've shown; thank you."


    // semi-museless + neglecting other responsibilities


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  • You Were Only Waiting For This Moment To Arise [Open; Herbs]

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