THE BRIGHTNESS OF THE SUN {Open, Meet & Greet} WILL GIVE ME JUST ENOUGH

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    Will lay on his stomach in the middle of WindClan camp, his head resting upon his front paws. He had joined not all too long ago, and felt the need to just hang about the camp for a while before going out to explore. Besides, this might be the central to meet new people. The people at the border were nice enough to include him and such, but now he could acquaintance himself with some more.
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    "Hello again Will Dawson." She wasn't sure why but she liked saying his whole name, liked rolling it around on her tongue. Some words just seemed to attract her, some combinations of sound, some subtle meanings. Like sincere. It was so interesting how it came to be, and how it was hard and soft at the same time and almost sounded like cleaning. Rhymepaw was lying in camp, useless back legs splayed out behind her.
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    The golden tiger looked up at Rhymepaw and chuckled. "It is good to see you again." He easily recalled at his joining that he preferred Will or Will Dawson, including his last name in the latter. He had nothing against it, but just found it a bit amusing that someone had decided to go along with it.
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    "hi, i'm jordan! welcome to windclan, mister...?" he meowed, grinning. jordan plopped himself down next to rhy, still smiling.


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    "Hello, Jordan, Aztecruin. My name is Will Dawson." The golden tiger informed the newer arrivals that had decided to come over for a sort of meet and greet. Good, he knew that he'd met people in this place of location.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]"Will Dawson. Nice to meet you."


    The tom would smile before holding out a large paw for the tiger to shake. Ah, this was nice. Another friend to add on his ever-growing list of friends.

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    "Pleasure to make your acquaintance." Will would rumble as he extended his paw to meet Aztecruin's and give a light shake. This was interesting, this hand shaking. The golden tiger never done this before, but had seen others, so he only saw it fit to offer his end of friendship. He looked like a good enough guy, so he could definitely see a bond between the duo in the future.
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    [justify]There seemed to be a lot of joiners lately and despite the little prick of annoyance she felt having to get to know everyone, having more members was always a plus. It was with this thought that the timber wolf came walking over on ivory paws, allowing her brown gaze to land on the unfamiliar face within the crowd; Will Dawson.


    There was no need to ask for his name when she already caught it so the lupine simply offered a smile and spoke up in a friendly tone of voice; the one she always seemed to be using. "Well, I'm Sola; it's a pleasure to meet you, Will Dawson." There was a pause as her whiskers twitched a bit and an ear flickered. "Mind if I call you Will?"

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    The golden tiger looked up at the canine and nodded his head. "Hello, Sola. Will is perfectly fine." He told her, appreciating the question.


    //Rushed
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    "Well, than, hello Will!" Vladimir was all smiles today as he padded up towards the group. Another day, another meet and greet. It was always nice to meet cubs, even if they weren't cheetahs like his own. They made him feel more comfortable, even though he couldn't get any more comfy at WindClan as it was. "[color=gold]I'm Vladimir. It's nice to meet chya."

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    "Hey there." Tails grinned, walking over. "I'm Twotails; but everyone just calls me Tails for short. Nice to meet you!"


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