Lelia, a Slytherin, was carefully tying a parchment wrapped in green ribbon to her Great Grays leg.
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{{Are Animaguses allowed?}}
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Whoa, bigger welcome than I thought. XD

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Lilly watched the two, shocked, from a branch, her ginger and brown pelt blending with the bark.
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She bristled apprehensively, bracing to leap down in case a fight broke out.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Bluejay that Flies in the Storm[/size]
[size=5]Of the Black River[/size]
[size=3]Eyes: Gold
Pelt: Light brown
[/size]Traits: I am a a curly-furred, stout he-wolf with round, wild eyes and a slender build. I have a big ego and think I am better than others, but I learn very quickly from my mistakes.
History: My father was killed by a pack of wild dogs. Then my mother drowned her grief in catnip. I grew up with my mother being addicted and zoned out. It was horribly depressing.
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Her large amber eyes widened even more, and she involuntarily jumped back, stepping on a crackling piece of bark in the process.
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"Oh... hello," Lilly said uncertainly, "-I didn't mean to eavesdrop.. I mean..." she trailed off glancing nervously at the tom.
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She nodded, but gasped when he scratched Pale. She unsheathed her claws, drawing back her lips in a snarl.
"You must be the one who doesn't know his boundaries. Clawing a cat for just being curious!" She hissed.
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Lilly's haunches were raised, but she closed her mouth and circled the two, ready to help Pale if needed.
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Gtg for a minute
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Okay, I'm back.}
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"No. If she's staying, I am. You can't threaten cats like this."
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"Grieving never gives anyone the right to kill in cold blood. Or any blood."
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"What she said," Lilly nodded toward Pale. "Why did ShadowClan take your mate anyway?"
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"And how would being 'soft' keep you your family?"
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"Shadowclan...? I don't... I can't..." her eyes looked scared and wild. "Not Shadowclan..."
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"I grew up there" she whispered.
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" I was there, under the end of Brokenstar's rule and the beginning of Tigerstar's. It was... terrible."
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Lilly looked haunted, but still nodded.
{{Sorry Pale, you'll have to handle him n your own, I got to go. G'night!}}