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you say that you're basic
but i'm sure i'm more basic—
The lean figure of the wolf walked up to the border that belonged to the group RiverClan, and he was at his destination. His citrine-colored eyes scanned the area around him, and he started to gather his courage. He did have courage, he definitely did. But he didn't like to start a lot of things. Like fights. He was never one to start a fight (there was one fight that he started, and that was pretty nasty), and did like to converse, but with certain people. He was an awkward one, and after the death of one of his very close friends, he talked less and less to people. Alright. Back to the present. The wolf, Nick, took a breath in, and called out, "Hello? My name is Nick Carraway. I'm looking to join."
/im terrible at these things im sorry guys
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