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[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]There was always a talent in her, she felt, that she knew how to feel auras. She'd never tired to confirm it, or even think otherwise this way or that, nor voiced her opinions on it, but she just had a hunch. She'd felt homely at home, and in places with comfort, and she'd definitely felt hostility; that one was suffocating, compared to anything else. This place felt clean, clear, and like a breath of fresh, misty air.

It was nice. She had to say, it was absolutely nice. Compared to the pressures of her homely-home, this was nice. The beautiful five foot beast stared quietly through her small, squinted eyes, though she saw as normally as anyone else seemed to. It was no different. She, however, did appear quiet different. Having gone through multiple quests to feel herself, she'd finally come to this product, with her pierced neck, ears, and the beautiful feathers she'd plucked for her antlers.

She knew she wasn't like anything here, not like a deer or a bird or a dog, or even a leopard, but a mix of all of those, it seemed. She had beautiful feathers, five large ones with black and white over-colors, but underneath, they were vibrant and burst with purple and pink galaxy print, like space itself was trapped within them. The hooves on her back legs were also galaxy tinted, as well as a few spots on her ringed markings, holding a few stars or speckles here and there.

And boy was she proud of them. She felt as pretty as she could ever be. She took a deep breath of that air, and with a long, quiet exhale, she let out a soft call, "Hello? I would like to request an audience with someone who can help me?"

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]Caeciliana stared at the newcomer through her narrow, void-black eyes. She appeared to have trouble understanding, but before Caeciliana could repeat it in a different fashion, as she felt she might a child, this stranger spoke, repeating a question twice, each with a bit better pronunciation, and the second with a strange accent. Caeciliana thought quietly about that accent before she answered, coming to the conclusion that it was an eastern european accent, perhaps even Russian of some kind or form.

"I wish to request to join this group. I find it's atmosphere pleasant, and so I would feel grateful if I could remain here for a time." She tilted her tall head, slowly blinking those narrow, elegant eyes of hers as she thought of anything else she would need. "Oh, my apologies, I haven't introduced myself. I'm Caeciliana Lunabella de Chiel Éternal. I go by Caeciliana, however Caecilia is what my siblings used to call me. It's more simple to pronounce. Caeci, is fine too." She supposed that covered it. She gave a small smile, as if she were shy or nervous, however she felt more at home here than she had anywhere in her travels of the past while. She turned towards Sylmae, noticing her for the first time with a small twitch of guilt. How rude of her, she gave the other lady a light bow of her head in a greeting of silent respect; these two were apart of this place long before her, after all. Everyone was, even the smallest kit born miliseconds ago.

Everything that had resided in this clan, anything that had resided in this territory, and then been consumed on this territory, created into energy and life in this territory, it went in a circle. It was millions upon millions of years old, constantly moving in the form of produced sunshine. It was a beautiful thing. She smiled at the thought, staring across the grass at her front paws.

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]Oh, I like this

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]Caeciliana would love to be friends with the little cutie! c: Would you have any thread ideas? Caeciliana treats everyone equal so anything would probably work.

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]As Sylmae began to speak, answering her first question and offering more information, Caeciliana watched her with a grateful curiousity. So, this place was called Riverclan, which she found quaint and cutely obvious. It was indeed a River Clan. She giggled, like the sounds of glass windchimes. "Well, thank you, Sylmae, Advisor. I actually do have a question. Do you have a leader of Riverclan? If so, what is their name and what do they look like?" She didn't want to mess up and accidentally do something wrong in the eyes of everyone here. Knowing who the possible leader of this place was would be a good thing to store away just in case, perhaps she would need to refer to them as something special, like Lord, or King. Or Queen, of course.

In her own way, Caeciliana would like to give equal respect to them all, by their own titles or without. What they prefered to be called would be what she called them, but unless they told her otherwise, it would be Advisor Sylmae, and Leader...whoever it was. Caeci sat quietly in wait for her answer to the much wondered question.

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]"O[b]h, wait! I'm sorry, my apologies, I just heard the murmur," she called to them quietly, "I would like to join, I'm sorry I'm intrusively tardy," she breathed, the delicate bounding sprint she'd taken having stolen all of her breath. She wasn't acustom to hunting here, and she'd have liked to figure it out. Hunting back at her home consisted of blending in with the birch trees with their long legs and lanky bodies, and waiting for squirrels to approach, or birds to land. Then they would hunt with their front paws and teeth; their back hooves weren't worth much for anything other than running and climbing the cliffs.

In other words, this open land hutning was going to be different for her. She'd have ot strengthen her legs to be able to crouch for long periods of time, and low to the ground due to her near fight foot height, and her bright colors. The marshy land was dark and earthy compared to her galaxy colors and white feathers and fur. She would have felt out of place had everyone not been so polite and kind here. It was a lovely place. "I think anywhere sounds delightful, if I may." She nodded softly, giving a soft sigh of relief that she'd settled her own fluttering heart.

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]What was this? She believed this was something close to the Women of the Night in her old community. They'd been quiet scummy, while this man appeared quiet sincere and kind. He was, as he said, bi; she believed that meant bisexual, as in he liked both of the main genders. He really was just giving up a lot of information about himself, and Caeciliana found it extremely curious.

The deer-like cat creature approached with a swish of her five long feathery-tails, their galaxy underneath glittering like all the night sky put in one small space. "Greetings, Feliks of the Cartel. I would like to aid you," she said quietly, giving a soft, tinkling giggle as she slowly lowered her body to the ground, down the five feet of legs she had on her. "What are the purposes for your night company? Is it only for pleasure, or would you be okay for me paying you for your time in other ways?" She would think it was nice if he'd sit down and describe this world of new politics to her; his beliefs even. "I can..." She frowned for a moment. Oh, what did she have to pay him? She stared down at herself, looking concerned. Feathers, beads, little metal piercings...? What did she have that was valuable to these people? She had her Luna Pendant, but she could never give that away. Her both, Lunabella, had given it to her, and she would never take it from her antlers.

"What do you take as currency?" She tilted her tall head, and her little silver chains hanging from her antlers jingled kindly.

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]Caeliciana tilted her head slightly to the side, causing the silver chain decor to jingle again. She turned her attention to Patchworkpup, looking a little concerned. She opened her mouth to reply when Feliks did it for her. That certainly was a way to explain it to such a young creation of the world. Caeliciana almost explained the truth, having not realized that there were indeed age measurements, and in turn age-gaps here in this community. Back home, truth was a sign of respect, and given fully no matter the age. To hide the truth, or God forbid lie, was a sign of disrespect.

"Well, Feliks, I would like to buy your company for a night, if you would like to join me herein River clan for that duration. I will catch prey for you to eat while you are here, and for you to bring back to the Cartel when you leave." She smiled, thinking of all the conversations she'd like to bring up. "Would this be sufficient enough payment?"

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]Caecilia stared down quietly at Patchwork pup, trying to patch together what they'd said in context with her own question. So the leader's name was Ivylee, and she was young, and small with long white fur, and blue patches? Caecilia chuckled slightly; this leader sounded delightfully pretty. "She sounds wonderful, thank you Patchworkpup," she said, nodding her head. Ah, the -pup ending. Always adding on labels to when they were born. Back where Caeci was from, there weren't any age labels due to their lifestyle.

The lanky lady turned her head towards Cascadingstarlight, looking curiously over them. They had a wonderful pelt, she had to admit. She cleared her throat, "Greetings, Cade! Patchworkpup has definitely answered it, yes, but I don't think I have anything else to question right now, thank you..." She paused, slowly tilting her head, "You have a gorgeous pelt, Cade!" And then a small smile and that tinkle of her giggle again, as if that embarrassed her to say outloud.

// KERMIIIIIIIE

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]This looked interesting, she decided. What else was interesting besides a gathering of people? She approached on her tall legs, looking over heads to see what they were all looking at. As she found the note, she gently skirted everyone to get a look at the letter. There was a place called the Exiles that was holding a party? And nobody here wanted to go? She frowned. "I think it sounds lovely," she announced, a small smile falling upon her face. "I would like to attend even if nobody else does." It did smell...different, like everyone had said, but she was going to treat it like it just needed a little bubble water. And these people going off about how unintelligent it was but... "Everyone deserves a chance, and equal treatment. We're all one people above the expanse of the universe." That was solid, with a nod of her head to express emphasis.

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]Track!

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]Caecilia frowned at the rudeness of her fellow clanmates. While she was new here, and while she knew she wasn't the most informed of anyone in this clan, this wasn't right. "I find this disrespectful to this young man," she said calmly, turning her eyes towards Sabre with a smile. "While I understand the need to protect friends and family, two of us have already asked this man about his services, so I don't believe lying to him is very polite." Then to Feliks with an apologetic smile. She couldn't do anything about it, heck she was barely even known around here, but she could defend him. "I believe you're a good person. I'd still like to request your time no matter what is said." She twitched an ear at Vasilisa's question; a good question that was.

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]Caeliciana gave a gentle frown, feeling her stomach churn slightly. Such hatred from her own clanmates to this group was rather painful; it pierced her heart. She turned to Sylmae, "I understand the concern about the situation, if these Exiler's are the way you describe," she began softly. "But I would like to make my own personal decisions on how to feel about them. This is a good time for me to meet them and make my own thoughts up." She gave another moment for that to sink in before sighing. "So whether Ivylee says so or not, I'm sorry but I have to go. I trust they mean well at this gathering, and I would love to meet them all in a controlled environment." Caeliciana wasn't raised to believe other opinions as her own. She was raised to experience, and make up her own independent mind. She hoped her new clanmates would respect that.

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]She really didn't like to get mad; really she didn't. It had been burned into her as a child that being angry was a sign of disrespect to the world around you. Accepting, and moving on. Always move on and always move forwards, that was their way back in her home. So the constant pushing of them telling her not to go did not bother her a single bit; she was raised independant. "I understand the dangers," she said softly, looking first to Ivylee and thinking for a moment how that was the perfect description of the leader. Was this her? Small, nice, white with blue spots, and fluffy. Patchworkpup basically nailed it.

She sighed and gave an apologetic smile towards Cade, who had been nice enough to offer her a tour earlier, and who she felt kind of bad doing something he was stressed about her doing. "It's a party, with other people going, even one or two," she said sweetly, trying to explain her own headspace to them all, her thought process. "Even if they might be planning something off, I would like to be there to experience it myself. I'm sure I'll come back just fine if something happens." Caeci hadn't ever been in a situation where people capture, torture, and brutalize, but she was sure she could handle what was going on here. She felt that they were dramatizing the issue; though she'd never know the truth behind it until she went due to her stubborn nature. She fluffed up her feathered tails, the galaxy warping slightly underneath. "[b]I can always leave early if I feel in danger. I plan on doing just that if any hostility or strange happenings are seen or go on. Promise.[b]" That last bit was addressed to them all. She was going to be just fine. She could handle this.

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]The comment almost threw her off, her narrow eyes widening only slightly in a momentary confusion at the joke. Though when she realized he was kidding, her muzzle scrunched up in amusement and she gave another series of glass-chime-giggles. Of course, she meant no harm to any relationship, even if she didn't even know about this one. Hopefully it wasn't coming off that she was being flirtatious with anyone here, she was only trying to be polite. "I have not," she replied gently to Cade, "Is this territory that expansive? Might I get lost?" That confused her, that she might get lost. Her old home was a large valley in the north, but it was still small enough that they all knew where they were going. Perhaps it was becuase they'd been raised there and already seen everything to be seen? Oh, the cracked boulder, we're on the south? "Actually, yes, I would, thank you." Better safe than sorry.

// Awww I missed you too! Glad ta see ya

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]Caeciliana had come across quite a few intersting things in this territory, and one of those had been the massive cliffs, mostly because where she came from. Back at home, the cliffs had been on all sides of them, however not in the center of everything. The waterfall was beautiful to her, as her home had only had one or two; never in the middle of nothing. Now what was even more beautiful to her, was the dusty, wonderously abandoned town upon those cliffs, so when she went up to see them for the first time, she had not expected some of the houses to be dented in and a giant creature to be standing on the edge of the cliff.

But the creature was indeed a beautiful thing, something she'd never seen before. She herself was a unique species in this part of the world, and she sort of understood how that might feel. "Excuse me," she called out, wanting to scold the larger creature for bashing up some of these houses and sending up dust. "You're causing a little mess. Is there something I can help you with?" She would have known had this been a Riverclanner, that much was for sure.

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]Back home there werent a lot of meetings held, if only to discuss the incoming flood seasons or to celebrate a new creature of the sun being produced. Then there was the Feast of Stars, and once and a while there would be a meeting before that to discuss how it was going to be prepared and if they were going to invite neighboring tribes or not.

This seemed regular, this meeting. Ranks, warnings, and all the other event announcements. It was new, and she had to sit down and think about it for a second as Ivylee continued on the topics of events. Ranks were a strange thing, something that she wasn't sure she agreed with, but she wasn't going to insult the situation. This wasn't her home, this wasn't even her section of the planet. Instead, this was Riverclan, and the Clan Territories, as she'd taken to calling them. This was where many different groups were patchworked into the entire continent. Inbetween them where the lands were mazes of lines and space between borders was the traveling land, where people who didn't belong to a clan were.

So ranks weren't that strange, she supposed. Each clan were against or with eachother, so the politics here called for statuses and responsibilities, probably just to keep it all organized and in line. She chuckled, "Congratulations, everyone. I'm proud of all of you." And things to go to? Her heart sored; she could go see other places now, meeting new people while she was there. Today was a good day.

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]Ivylee had mentioned this in her meeting, and after a few questions here and there, Caeciliana had figured out where Skyclan was just soon enough to hurry her way here without being late. The five foot tall creature gently stepped into the little area where the party was being held, looking quite confused as to what was going on. Ivylee hadn't been to specific, but it had to do with snow; that was quite right.

Caecilia nervously approached the situation, feeling butterflies in her stomach as she swished her feathered tails around. She supposed there really was no need to feel anxious, so she took a few deep breaths and found herself a nice place to sit and people watch.

[size=8][font=times new roman][color=white][color=#b0a8fe]Ice-skating then? Caeciliana hadn't ever skated on the stuff, since the pond only ever iced over hard enough to walk on in the winter months back home. She knew she could walk on it, however her back hooves always ended up slipping here or there. She skirted the ice, staring down at it with a nervous furrow of her forehad. The reflection on the ice made the silver chains and studs she wore glisten. "Okay," she sighed, pursing her lips. Tall and lanky wasn't a good mix with balance, usually. Especially with ice.

She took a step, placing her front paw onto the ice and trying to refrain from sticking her claws out unless necessary. She took a second step, now halfway there. A third, and she lifted her last leg, trying to make sure she had balance before she set it down. Alright. Good. Three and a half foot legs? No problem, ice was no problem. She pushed off with one hoof and slid, immediately wondering wow to break. She stuck her claws out, and slowed to a stop.

Oh. That worked. She giggled her melodious giggle and gently began sliding around, making sure to pay attention to her legs and to not let them spread too wide or she'd lose her balance and fall. She really could get used to this. This was nice.