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    [align=justify][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]Speaking of the devil, the pair had caught Six's attention. Misty's pelt stank of ShadowClan, but judging by the corpse lying besides her, she wanted to join and had fulfilled the mandatory requirements. Six shot Nymph an approving glance; it should be expected that she'd follow orders, but given her past rebelliousness, it was nice to see that she was capable of doing as told. "It's BloodClan," he told the newcomer. "Little enough's safe, but if Nymph offered to help you, I'd trust her." Oh, he didn't doubt that the she-cat was only playing nice for her own personal gain, but while that suited her, Misty had little to fear. "I'm Six. Tell me about ShadowClan." It was a command, not a request. If she had been a ShadowClanner, she'd know how the group was faring, and that information might well prove useful.


    // welcome to bloodclan

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    [align=justify][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]If you're curious about BloodClan, you can check out the guide [here]. The current open high positions are Elite Guard (1) and Elite Healer (1).
    — The Elite Guard's job is to protect the leader and serve as an adviser.
    — The Elite Healer is meant to teach BloodClan the basics of healing so that everyone can heal themselves. The Elite Healer is not required to heal anyone but the other high positions if they don't wish to. Prior healing knowledge is not required.



    After applying, you can start playing your character. Active characters who I think will make good high positions will be promoted. You won't be accepted on this thread; that will happen ic.


    Code
    1. Name:
    2. Desired Rank:

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    [align=justify][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]Because I just realized that we don't have one, so obviously that has to be fixed.

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    [align=justify][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]"It's dangerous everywhere," Six replied, jade eyes flickering over Misty's face. If she wanted to live in the city, staying with BloodClan was definitely safer than the alternative, but as long as you were alive, you weren't completely safe, or so his philosophy ran. A new leader - that was something to keep track of. "How long ago did he take control?" Six questioned casually. "About how many warriors would you say ShadowClan has?"


    She hadn't been very involved with them. Six considered that. If she wasn't loyal to her birth group, why should he expect loyalty here? Of course, actual, full loyalty was a hard thing to come by in BloodClan.

    Sixograth sounds like a scary medical procedure.


    But what about Taboloas, Nikoa, Nikoboa?


    but is taboa finds out six cheated on her he'll need sheoloas for protection
    ...who am i kidding?
    they'd laugh him away
    "but please, i think she's angry"

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    [align=justify][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]Sounded like Misty had all the luck. Just how many bodies did a ShadowClanner come across in a single day? Nodding as she answered him, Six purred, "I see." He seemed ready to leave when Nikoloas' familiar voice reached his ears. Stopping instantly, the lean tom turned toward the quiet member. "I suppose so," he agreed slowly. "Though it would be more of a test if you detailed what you plan to do to them." That was the purpose of this all, after all.

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    [align=justify][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]His movement had caught Taboa's attention. Grinning, Six turned to face her, dark gaze taking in her sun warmed body and cocktail with a low hum of approval. "A bit," he admitted, although there was no need to: it seemed that Taboa could read him like an open book, and after all the time they'd spent together, why not? Gesturing around the beach with one arm, he continued, "I'm not used to it being so peaceful."


    Nikoloas hadn't done anything to gain his attention, and to be truthful, Six hadn't even noticed that he was there. Therefore, it wasn't surprising that he didn't greet the other man.


    // i would like to burn

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    [align=justify][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12] @Nikolaos.


    Six's throat was starting to feel better, and his coughing bouts had become less frequent. He took this as a good sign: unless this was the calm before the storm, it seemed that he'd started to get over whatever had been plaguing him. It was with renewed confidence that the deep black tom entered the hotel and began climbing the stairs to the room Nikolaos had claimed. The place stank of old bodies and herbs, but to be fair, the former wasn't an uncommon scent in BloodClan. Still, part of Six wished that he kept his experiments away from the place they slept. Having one place that didn't stink of death would be nice. "Nikolaos," he called, voice low, summoning the other tom.

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    [align=justify][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]Six was not far from his mate. Approaching the pair silently, the lean tom glanced over the cat Nikolaos was dragging. Judging by its size alone, this was probably a kittypet—and yes, its scent confirmed his suspicions. "How will you do that?" he questioned, curious despite himself. He supposed that the member would injure the kittypet and wait to see how long it took him to heal, but considering just who he was talking to, he could not be sure.


    Moving to stand besides Taboa, he continued, "I'd be interested in watching, if you can work with an audience."

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    These kits are the children of traditional BloodClan's leader and Elite Guard, Six and Taboa. Due to falling inactive, they're being rehomed. They're 4 months old and, for your convenience, have been completely blankslated. They're pretty much smothered by love and have daddy wrapped around their fingers. (Mom's much more sensible.) All we ask is that you keep them active in BloodClan and follow the below genetics.

    This won't be first-come-first-serve, but it will a quick adoption—that's to say, we'll be picking pretty quickly. The form is free for all: include whatever you think important.


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    [align=justify][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]Leaping across the hotel lobby, Six landed neatly upon the piano bench. No, he wasn't holding a meeting, but he did want the clan's attention. (Clan. When had he started thinking of them as that, and not as a group of loosely organized rogues? He wasn't sure he liked the change.) "BloodClanners!" His voice was firm, the rasp that had been choking it lately almost completely gone. "We're going to pay a visit to DarkClan. I want you all coming." If war came, and cautious as he was, Six didn't doubt that one would erupt as soon as the weather changed, he wanted to know those he'd be fighting besides. A trip over would be just the trick. "This is a peaceful visit, so bring catnip, not claws."


    ineffable // bloodclanners, open

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    [align=justify][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]Riven was not kept waiting. Six had been out hunting, and upon returning to the hotel, he caught sight of the pale savannah. She appeared rather calm, and part of him wondered if she'd simply come to gawk. Striding over, the dark feline wondered, "Curious?"

    We can shorten Elite Guard to either Elite or Guard - I think both work pretty well, and there's no need for both. Thoughts on that? Changing the deputy rank to something less...official sounding might be a good idea as well?


    What do you guys think of promoting the idea that anyone can steal a high position's rank by beating them in a fight I think we used to have that, but ranks have become a lot more traditional lately, with no competition for them. Or is that too edgy?