MOUNTAIN GRAVE ♖ joiners

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Not one but two new scents reached her. They were foreign to her, and she knew neither of these creatures belonged to neighboring groups. She knew these must be joiners, for it was always newcomers looking to become a part of the Ascendants.

The large polar bear lumbered forward, stopping on her side of the border. She eyed the two curiously. The feline had unsheathed claws, and the canine simply looked put off by the other. This was an interesting situation indeed. Not trying to hide the amusement in her expression, she spoke: "I'm Suiteheart, a Cosmic General here. 'Here,' is the Ascendants. What are your names and business for being so close to our territory?"

She arched a metaphorical eyebrow as she spoke. Her words were kind, somewhat welcoming. She wondered if her hunch was correct. Perhaps both of these individuals were joining indeed.
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