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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Where is it, where is it...Where is it?! The she cat whined, kicking up dirt behind her as she craned her neck down into the hole. Her working amber eyes searched the hole for a second before letting out another groan of disappointment. It couldn't have just disappeared out of thin air, could it? She thought to herself crossly. With that though, Ivy really started to worry but would none less keep digging. It was around sunset when the tabby noticed the light of the world began to dim and it was impossible to search at night. A tired sigh now blowing through her lips the tabby got to her paws and padded over to a trickling nearby stream that happened to be in the felines eye sight. Trudging over Ivy waded into the stream, feeling the cold water rush past slight above her belly. She attempted to rub her pads and paws against the rocks to drag all the dirt but as she climbed out she still felt some remaining earth cling reluctantly to her claws, making it awkward to go around. As if something else would happen to her the silence was soon abrupt as a growl rumbled from felines stomach. Great, Ivy thought bitterly, trying to shake off her hunger. She knew she needed rest and heard rumors about a clan nearby, which the she cat hoped she could rest there for a bit. The only thing the she worried about was being attached to quickly which she tended to do, but as her stomach let out another growl to remind Ivy she need something to eat the tabby padded off towards the direction of the clan. As she journeyed on new thoughts start to bubble into the felines mind, worrying her even more, almost stopping Ivy completely in her tracks. But even with the negativity swarming around in her mind, Ivy knew she would have to join. Arriving upon the site of the peek of the floating islands and the beginning of the swirled staircase Ivy’s pace started to quicken into a gallop, hoping it was the clan with rumors that claimed there home of islands. As she finally made it to the bottom of the large marble soon stairs the feline examined the staircase with curiosity and amusement, but soon into exhaustion once the she cat noticed she would have to climb up all that way along with sore paws and a hungry stomach. The tabby’s Amber gaze flickered down towards her paws for a moment before trudging rather slowly up the stairway. Ivy hoped she wouldn’t cause any problems and even wondered if anyone would be up this late to greet her once she gets to the top. She certainly hoped not for everyone needed rest, unless they where nocturnal of course.

Finally arriving at the top which seemed to take about an eternity the now tired she cat took a seat near the entrance, her eyes hoping to catch someone’s attention that was nearby, her ears peeled to listening for any soft foot prints that would shuffle in the mix of moist grass and melted snow. It was awhile when Ivy soon got bored and impatient so the feline then softly spoke aloud, Hello? Is this...BlizzardClan? If so can I join? My names Ivylen Harelock but just call me Ivy...Now it was time to play a second game of the waiting game.

( rushed towards the end sorry & If you want just read the second paragraph )

I forgot whoops 030

err i don't see more options? Dx XD

great one person replied XD

well thx for all your help guys <33

Will do

"Eep!"

A small abrupt yip echoed around in the air as Maggie somehow stumbled right over a object, tripping the female and sent her tumbling father into WindClan. "Owww, my paw!" The pup continue trying to shake off the blood. Her eyes then darted around the territory trying to spot any cobwebs to wrap around her and poppy seeds to numb the pain. But finding none in sight, Maggie finally noticed that she fell beyond Windclan's borders and if she knew any better the scent of blood from her cut would cause someone's attention.

Smirking she limped around trying to get the scent stronger, and find medical supplies, hoping to get someone's attention while they pass by. She knew this was backfire quickly but Maggie just wanted to sleep and rest no matter where she was. After limping around for awhile, the pup soon got even more exhausted and quickly fell into a sitting position, hoping someone noticed either by curiosity or concern.

As Maggie heard someone approach the girl cocked her head towards the side where she heard footsteps, her fur rising a bit seeing a tiger. The pup wasn't the best at fighting and being to injured to run the she knew the tiger would tear her into shreds.

Though to seem fine with the others presence and more mature, Maggie collected her cool and forced her fur flat even though it was quiet fluffy. As the other approached Maggie expected to be dead within seconds but was surprised yet again as the other offered a bubble giggle. She didn't like it. The giggle seemed to childish even for her, but to seem nice for the tiger might claim this part of the woods, the pup offered a lazy smile. "Umm yo...err is this Windclan? And is there any cobweb near by? You see..." Maggie didn't continue any more and showed the other her messed up paw. "Oh and as my name I'm Maggie Hunter but just call me Maggie or Mag."

To be honest Maggie was surprised the tiger wasn't even acknowledging her paw until she lifted it practically to the others face. Usually people would bend backwards towards children who are alone. Then again Shildoh seemed to be a child and rather immature for herself, even when the tiger talked in third person. The pup pushed the thought away and waited to be accepted and well...healed.

//Ic opinions 030

SAMMMMMMME

* COUGHS * ugh even if your sick and you have to go cri * Cough even more *

oh also yo I'm new :3

Oh yea i saw your joining thread! <3

( also btw i like your character )

EDIt: Omg i just saw your reply and omg its soon cute <33

As the pinkish tiger replied to her questions Maggie felt her wound start to irriate her, tempting her to scrath. But the feeling was dulled by a new emotion, embarrasment. Maggie's face turned a shade of light pink while her paws quickly attempted to pick out all the cobweb that stuck to her cranium. While doing so she offered Shiloh another weak smile.

As Alice approached, the pup cocked her head towards the others direction, still getting some of the cobweb off her head. As the other introduced themselves Maggie observed the other and noticed how they shivered when gazing at her wounded paw. She must not like graphic things, even with all the metallic smell spread over the place with wild fire. "Nice to meet you Alice, and..." Maggie didn't remember the other cub introducing herself to Maggie never got a chance to catch her name.

And when things seemed to be fine yet another approached, but they where different. The pup caught site of the older dotted dog and how they swiftly padded over and dropped there bag. He ushered himself which worried the girl for she knew what he was going to do, but as Attie offered Maggie a smile. It melted all of her worry and watched the other canine closly. As he then said the tigers name,Shiloh, Maggie took note but still observed. But as Attie soon turned her attention once more to her, asking her what happened the pup's face shaded into light pink blush once again. She didn't really want to tell the truth, for they might all laugh at her. She hated that...

Shaking now the pup seized a breath before mumbling weakly, "I tripped...But I could've fixed myself," Maggie added for strongly, adding a huff to express her graitude when in reality was highly greatful and tired. "But thanks anyway..."

She was surprised nobody laughed, or maybe they just couldn't hear her. As Attie continued on giving Maggie some yarrow, not knowing the plant the child observed the plant before following Attie's orders. But as soon as the pup sunk her teeth into the plant, her lip drew back into a snarl as a bitter taste filled into her mouth. "Eww..." Maggie remarked but none less attempted to ignore the bitter taste and continue to chew up the plant. Once she was done the pomeranian smooth the chewed up plant onto her wounded paw, having her snout help her flatten it.

Maggie waited for more orders from Attie, but rather small pouting frowned formed on her maw as other would say to wrap up her paw. But holding her tongue, Maggie nodded in reply, offering the older canine her fore limb.

//Mobile cri ;w;

Maggie was considered new in WindClan, but limping out of the medicine den the fighting started to attract the pup's attention. And unlike sensitive children, the fighting, yelling all of it wasn't new to her. So limping over to Alice and where everyone else was watching, the pup sat with interest of how fat South it was going to go. And she wasn't going to be dumb enough to break up the fight, for that would be silly, besides they both could probably kill her with out a moment to spare.

//mobile & Ic opinions??

So they where born here? Maggie limped over to the duo and offered the younger German shepherd a lazy smile. "Yo! names Maggie, I don't recognize you either but hey that's because I'm new. Anyway welcome to WindClan!" Now tired of wading through snow drifts, the pomeranian took a seat.

//mobile & Lazy

I forgot to track this cri ;w;

yo!

eh maggie just joined and i don't want rush things :,> ( The perks of being impatient )

Gift baskets? Maggie knew what they where for but was rather confused why they offered them. None less if it helped the pup know her neighbors more, then she supposed she could help. Limping up to the unknown clan mate the pomeranain, barked chill. "I can go to BlizzardClan and RiverClan if you want?" She knew it was going to be hard on her wound but the pup was trying to be nice, and it felt rather awkward.

cri i wanna see it but I'm poor af

do it 030

ooh nice

Maggie really regretted her decision for volunteering to go to two clans, with a bad paw. Finally limping towards the bridge that connected to the island where RiverClan lives, the pup set the gift basket down and would shift uncomfortably. "Yo I have a gift basket from WindClan!" With that all set and done, exhausted Maggie sat near the grass, enjoying the temporarily warm weather.

The pup soon became disinterested in waiting, and started plucking out strands of grass and became to weave them into a bracelet. It luckily kept Maggie happy and not salty until someone arrived.

Is high school that bad? 030

sorry I'm curious cause i don't have that ( yet )