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Facing the leader of the Grim Reapers, Alana found herself faced against six other mystical beasts. Although she was facing almost certain death, it came as more of a comforting thought then anything. All her friends had long been picked off by the cruel clutches of ruin and destruction across the Clans. Maybe the peace she had been seeking for the last two hundred and sixty one years would finally come on this fateful day. Grasping her sword with determination, Alana valiantly charged at the hydra beast, slicing the air with a highly pressurized wind current to cut off all the necks at once. Spinning around and thrusting a sharp icicle that formed out of thin air forward, the chimera lion fell limp, but not before the shadow underneath striked her with a fatal blow. Ceasing her struggle, she closed her eyes, prepared to fall into the abysmal darkness.

Crashing into a thicket of bushes, Alana yowled in surprise and ferociously battered her paws against the mass of leaves and branches, causing quite a ruckus in the still forest. Her evergreen eyes snapped open, narrowing in confusion as sunlight pierced her field of vision. The last thing she remembered was facing the Grim Reapers, and now... this was an oddly familiar sight to behold as she looked around the tropical jungle. Removing herself and continually struggling to get the last pieces of fur untangled from the bushes, she eventually fell out from the bushes with a thud. What was this trickery?

> it's been a while since i roleplayed but i'm trying to get back into it, so it might be kind of weird for a while :3

I've been out of the roleplaying game for a while so I kind of need a refresher ;-; are powers allowed? and if so, is there a list somewhere or are all kinds of powers allowed

Spotting the strange figure smiling as other RiverClanners were approaching her, Alana took an slight interest and wandered over with a lackadaisical stride. Being a recent joiner herself, she was, too, unfamiliar with the ranks that several among them possessed and introduced themselves as. Were they important? She wasn't sure of that either, but by the way some seemed to eagerly put it out there as a title, it appeared to be so. With an inflated and egotistical mindset, it was hard to suppress a tinge of annoyance at some of the more optimistic and overly eager personalities around. With the wisdom spanning two lifetimes, it was easier to fall into a comfort state of pessimism and be quick to judge. Often times, it was the deciding factor between life and death; more often than not, the deadliest traps she fell into were where she mistakenly fell for the sweet appearance of others, unknowingly becoming tangled in their web of lies.

Kissup. She thought with an internal roll of her eyes at the others who were so quick to offer the newcomer various assortments of their tokens of affection. Alana was fully aware of the impact of nicety being expressed to newcomers for the Clan to seem more appealing to stay in, but this just seemed like drowning them with kindness. Knowing that her opinion would likely be disregarded or seen as negative, Alana was smart enough to keep her sharp mouth shut as she smiled curtly at the joiner and nodded along to the introduction of others. This was the first time she was getting to know her future Clanmates as well.

"My name's Alana. Nice to meet you," she chimed in with the others. Her evergreen eyes swept across the light, icy colored canine. It was interesting to see the diversity span across multiple unique species of animals in RiverClan, something that Alana liked about the tropical island-dwelling Clan.

"Hold your horses there, stranger," Alana hissed, tripping over her paws when she retreated from Pegasus too quickly and stumbling to a stop. Her voice was slightly higher than she remembered, but she shook it off as a side effect of shock. "Who-" No, they already stated their names, but it wasn't helping her figure out the bigger picture here. Recognizing the comfrey plant, and the fact that they weren't attacking, Alana thought that they were trying to help her out, but it was all too weird. "Where are we?" Maybe she could figure something out if she knew the location of the area first, because the sudden change in location was disconcerting. Their questions flew right over her head, but it seemed weird to see a dog, rabbit, and wolf all together in the same area.

"What happened? Alana asked with a puzzled expression as she saw the RiverClanners gathered around a small patch of blood. She didn't know any of them well enough to recognize by scent, but by how agitated they were acting, it wasn't hard to guess that one of their own had been taken. The tortoiseshell apprentice wasn't sure how they could promise that whoever had been captured was fine at the moment, but she wouldn't argue with their attempts to soothe the captured's friends and family. "I think they were taken, not lost," Alana explained to Honeymoon, not offering her own help because there were already enough Clanmates jumping on board. She didn't want to run into someone stronger than herself while she was still in this weakened state, either.

With the slightest huff of amusement as she recalled the rules of the simple game, Alana joined the gathering amount of participants and seated herself by the last person who came in. "Someone counts to 50 or 100 or some other number depending on the size of the location we're allowed to hide in, and the rest of the participants try to find a good hiding place to hide from the person who's counting. The last person to be found, or anyone who isn't found, win the game." That was as far as she remembered the game being held, but there were always different variations floating out there.

Alana wasn't sure where the position of "Advisor" fell in the grand scheme of RiverClan ranks, but it must've been pretty important if he brought it up in his introduction. No one introduced themselves as "returning idiot of RiverClan" but it would would be more flavorful than all the boring ranks she wasn't sure about. It didn't do much in describing their characters. "Cool, welcome back," the tortoiseshell apprentice stated, fighting the urge to bring up a noncommittal shrug. His name was so long, Alana didn't feel like it was something she could remember, but she didn't want to offend the returning member. [b]"I'm Alana. Nice meeting you."

If you would like to draw Alana, that would be cool :0 Her only ref is above. You can decide on the pose. And I would prefer if the mood was anything other than sad/angry. Maybe focused or happy.

Well this was a different kind of peculiar, but a fresh breeze of air here among the same faces she'd been seeing around. "Coolio, welcome to RiverClan, Valentine," Alana added in with the others, tasting the flow of his name across her tongue. By physical appearance alone, Alana usually took hellhounds as a joke in her previous life since there were so many of them in Hell. But since her neck was as breakable as a twig in her weakened state, and just about any animal larger or equal to her size could kill her, Alana had been trying her best not to be quick to speak her mind.

Track. Anyone want threads with Alana? I can make them :3

She had memorized and tracked down the scent to this circus like place. How intriguing. Nodding respectfully towards the others, Alana stood by Allasev and whispered a timid, hushed "Hi," before clearing her threat quietly and focusing on the Labrador with narrowed green slits. She didn't recognize the scent, and the other Clan member seemed to be more unwelcoming and cautious, so Alana would keep her guard up.

Okay! I'll make it when I get onto a computer =)

With the faintest twitch of the ear that signified her slight irritation at the loud music blasting from the boombox, Alana sighed and pinned her ears closer to her skull to try minimizing the amount of noise she would have to listen to. Walking over with a purpose (and a slight limp), Alana would state curtly with a brusque voice, "Well it would be nice if history could be a little bit more quiet. Even if it's turned down, you could still be able to hear it since you're sitting right next to the source." And it wouldn't bother the rest of the camp Alana wanted to add on, but resisted. The tortoiseshell apprentice wanted to use logic to fight her arguments if possible, since she hated getting into physical fights and injuries that were painful as hell to heal from.

Picking out a simple green scarf just for this occasion, which also matched with her evergreen eyes, Alana wandered around the tables, trying to admire all the different decorations that Ecme had put up for the event. Since she didn't know anyone in particular yet, Alana felt comfortable just sightseeing around all the unique stands and glancing once or twice to try and recognize any familiar faces that may have popped up in the last few days she resided here. Underneath the cover of loud music and the crowd, it was easy to do a little scouting, especially while wondering why the brown canine smelled different from all the other Clan members here. At any rate, she wasn't going to worry about something as trivial as that, even though she hadn't been aware that the invitation had been extended to other Clans.