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Tarotpaw strode around the edges of the clan's camp without a care in the world. The sound of moving water caused the femme's triangular ears to rotate and swivel frantically, and as she tilted her gaze towards the sky, she heaved a sigh. Cloudy. With the lack of sunlight, her normally lavender luminaries just seemed dull, seeming to turn an oppressive shade of royal blue.

For a moment, the tiny vixen thought her ears, a crisp white like freshly fallen snow, had ensnared a strained sound. Her tail shot straight out; could it be? The hustle and bustle sounded like one of the camps she had heard of so long ago from her mother as a kit. The petite van kedisi trotted forward, chin raised high. Her pelt, soft as feather down, was gently caressed by a breeze and as she moved, her soul felt light as a feather. Something told her it was time she come to this place.

Tarotpaw slowly turned to face the panther, her lavender gaze cool and unfazed. Ah.At a measured pace, the pure white femme strode forward to greet him properly. Cordially, the van kedisi dipped her head politely and proceeded to address his question. "A pleasure. I am Tarotpaw. I've heard a great deal about the Thunderlands and I would like to join, should you take me." Tarotpaw's voice rang out monotone, but crystal clear, each word weighted and chosen carefully. The sentences came at a slow pace, as though she was an old kook who could barely string sentences together anymore. Her visage was blank and her body language calm as can be as she neatly sat down and wrapped her fluffed tail over her paws. "I am surprised you have been patrolling alone. Are the others in your camp?"

Tarotpaw, the newly fledged Thunderlands member, strolled over to the meeting, sitting upright with good posture and careful poise. She needed to start introducing herself more; she hadn't even met her sovereign yet. The snow white fae watched silently with a blank expression, her lavender optics eyeing the gathering crowd carefully. What was this all about?

The linen white fae turned to Rose Quartz, face expressionless and violet eyes blank, completely unreadable. Nodding slowly, she watched the approaching she-cat. How curious - a pelt kissed by stardust.Reminding herself to use her manners and answer the questions, she resumed her typically slow speech. "Thank you, and I see." There was an awkward lull in the air as she pondered over her wording and the choices presented to her. "I believe camp would be ideal. It might be best to mingle with my new clan-mates." The van kedisi offered a faint smile, the most she could truly offer, and rose to her feet, her tail caressing the earth gently. "Shall we go?"

Tarotpaw, trotted over to gathering troupe and sat upright with good posture and careful poise. The snow white fae watched silently with a blank expression, her lavender optics eyeing the cat, dog, and spirit carefully. What was this all about? A trade? Such things where unfamiliar to the little vixen. How incredibly interesting. What kinds of things could she perhaps trade? Tarotpaw shuffled her paws as her thoughts explored this new idea. How she would love a crystal ball of sorts, or a pack of cards. With a soft and melodic voice, the femme piped up. "I'm actually interested in a trade." But what would she have to exchange?

So much was going on. A river clan ambassador visiting? Tarotpaw was sure that didn't just happen every day. The linen white fae observed the events, face expressionless and violet eyes blank, completely unreadable. At the pine marten's inquiry, she resumed her typically slow speech. "I am well, thank you, though I cannot speak for my clan-mates. How are you? And pray, the rest of Riverclan?" The van kedisi offered a soft smile, the most she could truly offer, and her violet luminaries shone with gentle sincerity.

At Kate's announcement, Tarotpaw slowly turned to Windclan leader, her lavender gaze cool and unfazed. How fun.At a measured pace, the pure white femme strode forward to greet him properly. Cordially, the van kedisi dipped her head politely and proceeded to address him. "Salutations, I am Tarotpaw. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, sir." Tarotpaw's voice rang out monotone, but crystal clear, each word weighted and chosen carefully. Although her speech was formal and awkward, she had good intentions. The sentences came at a slow pace, as though she was an old kook who could barely string sentences together anymore. With a stoic visage and her calm body language, she silently sat down beside him on the blanket and wrapped her fluffed tail over her paws. "Are you excited for this month's festivities?"

"Greetings Kate." Tarotpaw meandered over to the black cat's hollowed tree, tilting her head as she watched Kate clean her tools. "How are you this day? Pray, what are you doing?" The she-cat watched silently, her lavender optics glowing with interest. She had needed to get out and introduce herself more; Kate might be a good place to start. "Also, I have heard news around the camp that you are a vampire and witch?" With a nonjudgmental gaze, the van kedisi cocked her head in open curiosity. "Is this true? And what does that entail?

Tarotpaw sidled up besides the vampiric witch Kate and nodded. This would be a splendid occasion indeed. She would most certainly have to attend; the only problem was, she had no idea what to wear. Perhaps she would go as a fortune teller, which admittedly she already was, or... a princess? Her pristine white fur would have certainly added some elegance to the look. In any case, she had time to think.

hi hi!

anyone like to plot with tarotpaw? she's open to just about anything

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Decaying I read in her tags she's a witch. Tarotpaw can read fortunes using tarot cards and I plan on getting her a crystal ball through a trade. should they do some witchy stuff together?

Fragilepast i have a couple ideas. he could kind of adopt her in a way, given that her parents are dead (npc), or perhaps be her mentor? she could also read his paw pads perhaps or tell his fortune? maybe they can get into some kind of trouble together; I know he stole some chickens, so maybe they can be a dynamic duo, back at it again?

"A crystal ball and a deck of cards, if you have either sir." Perhaps the cartel would have the cards; she assumed the animals there would gamble and deal in less... savory practices. The crystal ball would be harder to get her paws on. "Given that you only sell candy, weapons, books, and medicine, I understand you may not have these things on your person at this time. However, perhaps you could find out through the grape vine? I'm willing to make this transaction at any time." The soft-spoken fae spoke slowly, the speed at which paint drys or molasses runs uphill. Her purple orbs glowed with promise. "I understand I need to present something for this exchange." But what to trade? Tarotpaw pondered this for a moment before speaking up once more. "If I am given the cards, I am willing to provide goods and services. Specifically, I can read fortunes, I can help communicate with ancestors, or I can simply provide counsel. However, if these are not acceptable... I am willing to exchange this." With careful movements, the she-cat zipped opened up her pastel pink fanny-pack, in which she would often carry things of importance. Using her paws, she delicately lifted a crown of white gold, embellished with precious stones. "This should be enough I imagine. It is a family heirloom, I have been told, but I am not very attached for I did not know my parents."

Fragilepast In order to tell his fortune, I'd just need you to tell me his upcoming plots (so the reading would be accurate).

Decaying I can't make it (I'm off to an ice skating event sorry) but I will post asap if you can!

Tarotspread strode around the edges of the anticlan's camp without a care in the world. The sound of leaves in the wind caused the femme's triangular ears to rotate and swivel frantically, and as she tilted her gaze towards the sky, she heaved a sigh. Cloudy. With the lack of sunlight, her normally lavender luminaries just seemed dull, seeming to turn an oppressive shade of royal blue.

For a moment, the tiny vixen thought her ears, a crisp white like freshly fallen snow, had ensnared a strained sound. Her tail shot straight out; could it be? The hustle and bustle sounded like one of the camps she had heard of so long ago from her mother as a kit. The petite van kedisi trotted forward, chin raised high. Her pelt, soft as feather down, was gently caressed by a breeze and as she moved, her soul felt light as a feather. As she sat contentedly on the border's edge, something told her it was time she come to this place.

Tarotspread's ears turned before her head, and then her lithe frame, in the direction of the apricot and cream cat. He was rather handsome. Trapping him in her line of sight, she eyed him with unfazed lavender optics. His face was pink. How cute. Although the greeting was foreign Tarotspread recognized it as a sign of undeniable welcome, given its light tone. Sashaying forward, she gave polite dip of the head and raised her tail high. She stood with a proud, aristocratic posture, her visage relatively blank. "Pleasure." Her smoky voice purred out, its sound weighty and thick like incense in the air. Gently curling her feathered tail around her paws, the femme continued. "I am Tarotspread." She flicked a tufted ear in salutation, her luxurious white fur gleaming despite the gloomy weather. The petite she-cat sidled up to him calmly, her movements slow and calculated. "What is your name?"

That's when she realized. I've been here before. I know this cat.How? She wasn't sure. Call it a premonition, fate, deja vu, but this was all too eerily familiar. She'd been expecting a cat on the border. She had known someone was to come. But this cat... for whatever reason... struck a cord with her.

Tarotspread nodded. "Yes. I am." Karasunowing. How elegant. The linen white femme liked how that rolled off the tongue. What a pleasant name. She smiled softly, but otherwise remained blank and empty. Tarotspread was never one to judge. She was open, quiet, observant. She absorbed everything, but revealed little. The van kedisi was a soft-spoken cat, if ever there was one. Sensing his discomfort, she hoped a walk would soothe him. "If it's alright with you, and I can join, shall we return back to your camp?" Like a ghost, a pure white apparition, she silently slinked in what she felt was the likely direction. "And do tell... what is the Shadow Veil like? I have heard many things, and I know it's my time to come here. But I'm not sure why I'm here yet." To anyone else, this probably sounded like a riddle. An odd, confusing statement. However, true to her name and to unorthodox clan life (or in this case, anticlan), Tarotspread was a wiccan of sorts, able to read tarot cards, astrological charts, and paws. And all the stars had finally aligned to bring her here.

Tarotspread's lavender gaze was cool and unfazed as she shuffled her deck of cards. At a measured pace, the pure white femme shifted the cards over and over, in an almost hypnotic motion. The van kedisi had reclined in the shade of a tree, her pale purple eyes standing out in the darkness. Tarotspreads's voice rang out monotone, but crystal clear, each word weighted and chosen carefully. "Tarot card readings, paw readings, and astrological chart readings for any interested." The sentences came at a slow pace, as though she was an old kook who could barely string sentences together anymore. Her visage was blank and her body language calm as can be as she neatly sat down and wrapped her fluffed tail over her paws. The snow white fae watched silently, with a blank expression, and flicked a tufted ear.

If only I had a crystal ball... Perhaps the cartel would have the cards? Maybe it was time to make a visit. She knew the animals there would gamble and deal in less... savory practices. Even so, in a trade a crystal ball would be hard to get her paws on. "Have a look into your future here... all are welcome."

//ooc - in order to do this, please write in ooc what you would like Tarotspread to reveal. Any plot points, any warnings, anything at all!

Tarotspread strode around the edges of the Cartel's camp without a care in the world. The sound of leaves in the wind caused the femme's triangular ears to rotate and swivel frantically, and as she tilted her gaze towards the sky, she heaved a sigh. Cloudy. With the lack of sunlight, her normally lavender luminaries just seemed dull, seeming to turn an oppressive shade of royal blue.

For a moment, the tiny vixen thought her ears, a crisp white like freshly fallen snow, had ensnared a strained sound. Her tail shot straight out; could it be? The petite van kedisi trotted forward, chin raised high. Her pelt, soft as feather down, was gently caressed by a breeze and as she moved, her soul felt light. As she sat contentedly on the border's edge, she waited for someone to arrive. She needed, desperately, to make a trade.

At Regis' roar, Tarotspread slowly turned to look for her leader, her lavender gaze cool and unfazed. What an interesting development.At a measured pace, the pure white femme strode to the side, so as to steer clear of the larger cat's wrath. Blankly, the van kedisi watched his tantrum from afar. Her stoic visage scanned the area for Soundcheck, but he was nowhere to be found. This was not going to be pretty.

Tarotspread offered a calm smile. "Tarot cards. They are playing cards with illustrations, and can be used to predict the future. Astrological signs are..." She paused, musing over her answer. How to explain... "When you are born, or when an event happens, or really just at any time ever, the stars in the sky and the planets are all in different positions. These unique formations and positions can then be used to predict the future. For example..." The pure white femme paused to draw a circle in the dirt, with a dot in the center. "This is the astrological symbol for the sun. When you were born, the sun was at a certain position in the sky. Depending on this position, and the time of year you were born, it says something about your personality and also, about your future." The van kedisi looked at Soundcheck with lilac luminaries, and flicked her tufted ear lightly. "Does that make sense? It's a very exact science."

// ooc - ooooh this is exciting! I can definitely have her do that! ^^