So... HOW YA BEEN BUDDY?! )) OOC/RP Meet-n-Greet

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 8pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester decided he had enough with hiding in his room. Corvus and Dor had vanished, supposedly they had gone to visit an old friend back home (How they got there was beyond him, but hopefully they would make it back). It seemed even his family had disappeared during his absence. What a depressing thought. He would have to find Danse soon.


    The tiger plopped himself in front of the twin curving staircases in the castle's entry hall. He couldn't suppress a smile. The tribe had grown considerably.


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    ooc: I have recently been away for a vacation and I return to a HUGE new tribe! I would love to meet everyone! Tell me a bit about yourself, and who you RP in an ooc, if you would like. I'd love to get to know everyone new :-*

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    Danse ran towards his father quickly. "Dad! I Haven't' seen you in forever!" he screamed, aiming to tackle his dad. He was an apprentice now, and taller than ever.

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    Ballad wasn't really in the mood to socialize, preferring to simply sulk over Alejandro. His mate hadn't come back from the dead just yet, and he was becoming unhappy waiting. Where was the alabaster serval? Why couldn't he just possess someone already and come back?


    Instead of greeting Jester, he sat down a little ways away and tried to fight an inevitable smile. Danse and Jester were quite an adorable father and son duo, and he couldn't help but enjoy their bond.
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    [size=20pt]CITADARK SARTAQ-ZYMPHORNA

    [size=12]leader * tribe of many storms * canine * male * pm to plot[/size]

    [hr]Citadark padded up in his German shepherd body, smiling at Jester.


    (You do know that your fancypost still says Baron, right?)

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    Scythe appeared.


    Well, he was quiet like that. The wolverine glanced at his father, then Ballad. Something told him that he wanted to talk to Ballad more than Citadark right now, mostly because the emotions radiating from his brother weren't pleasant.


    He shifted easily into his avian form and aimed to leap onto the serval's shoulder. "Ballad."

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    Jester turned into a face-full of fur and muscle. He flew onto his back, landing with a heavy thud and tiny grunt of pain. "Well who do we have here? I don't know who this ball of fur is it's too big. Just to big, I don't even want to talk to it." He was grinning ear to ear as he batted his son's ears as he pushed him off.

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    Danse laughed gently and smiled, generously getting off of his father. "It's me, dad! Don't you recognize me?" he asked playfully, aiming a paw at his fathers ears. His dark chocolate eyes watched the Count playfully.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 8pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester purred, finally pushing his son off and rolling onto his side. He gave him a kiss across the cheek forehead before struggling into a standing position. "Ooooh so that's who he is. Hm, never would have guessed you'd look so much like your handsome father." He purred and bumped their shoulders before turning to look at Tal.


    "What's new Tal?" and then to the rest of the gang. "Glad I'm finally back in action!"

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    Amethyst Treasures Deep in Darkness l Tribe of May Storms l Hostess l Six Moons


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    Ballad gave a small jump as if electrocuted, not expecting his brother to sneak up on him. Calming down quickly when he saw who it was, he smiled tiredly. "Hi, Scythe." The tom greeted.
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    [size=36pt]CRYSTALS ❤[/size]
    ( ICE CRYSTALS LAYING IN SHARDS UPON THE GROUND )
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    "Hello, everyone! I'd list you all out but there are many of you !" Crystals greeted as she came over, her feather-duster tail flicking back and forth as she stood idly.
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    [size=6pt](c) greyflower #TOMSCrys [/size]

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    "What's wrong?" the bird asked quietly, not wishing for anyone else to overhear. He didn't bother with asking if anything was wrong, with how his brother was acting and the negative emotions he was sending out, Scythe would have to be extremely unobservant or a fool to think everything about Ballad of the Harsh Winds of Winter was hunky dory.

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    "I'm fine," He mumbled, although he was extremely grateful that Scythe had asked. Karelia had always been the cat to comfort him in the past, but now that she had near-disappeared he never got the chance to spend anymore time with her. Ballad missed having someone to notice when he was upset, to seek him out and get him to explain.


    "I-I just m-miss Alejandro and Lizt, th-that's a-all." His already reedy voice cracked towards the end, and he hunched down. "I'll be b-better soon," The ocelittle promised, almost apologizing for his grief.[/fancypost]
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    Scythe's eyes softened. Well, he wasn't the best person for sympathy and empathy, usually, but he could listen. This time, too, he understood fully what the serval was on about.


    "I know," the hawk sighed softly, his beak clicking as he shifted about on Ballad's shoulder. "Juliet, Demondance..." Precious members of his family, so precious. Maybe he didn't show it, but Scythe was an extremely family-oriented person. Citadark was the only direct family he had left in this tribe, and even his father seemed much too busy for him these days. But he was never the one to let things get him down. "It will pass." Maybe not the most comforting words, but they were words Scythe murmured quietly and believed to be true.