so afraid of getting too close && open, meet and greet

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    She kept falling asleep at weird times, in fact, that was the reason she was even in the clan. She had suddenly awoken in a clearing, and boom, there she was, in the ranks of Sunclan. It was all very fishy too the chubby kitten, but she knew better to question why she was there and not in a different place. Her fat body struggling to pad on around the camp, she had quickly gotten ahead of herself and was soon tripping over herself, falling facefirst into the dirtied earth floors of her new home. Rising again, she gazed at the spot where she had tumbled with a frown, pouting in the few tiny seconds of pain she had felt from her tumble. Letting a small sigh out, Macaroonkit took a deep breath and let out a hearty call despite her heart beating out of her chest in nervousness. She had never been to good at meeting new cats, even if she did trust easily. "Meet and greet!"[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px; height: 22px; width: 200px; margin-left: -15px;]

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    [size=11px]— #macaroondaydream[/size]

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    Grant approached Macaroonkit and sat down a good, safe distance from her. He spoke quietly, "Hey, um, I'm Grant. I think you saw me once....when I was a bear." He offered a weak smile and flicked his smokey lilac tail.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: 2px;] SUNCLAN — TRAINEE — [abbr=grant ashton pond, tearcrescentxnpc, attack in blue, no kill/maim, easy, guitarist, necklace w/ guitar pick, heterosexual, single, no powers]HOVER FOR TAGS[/abbr][/fancypost]
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    [size=11px]— #macaroondaydream[/size]

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    Grant let an ear fold down in a silly fashion. "Yeah, sorry about that. I-It just came out of nowhere, really." Shifting all of sudden was pretty scary...but he had managed to slowly morph back into his old self. Being a feline suited him, really. A reserved guy like him shouldn't be a tall, 3 feet bear cub, that would gradually grow taller in the future.
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    #Michaelboi

    Michael wondered if he had missed anything new while he suddenly happened to fell into coma, but he shoved that thoughts away while he was taking a small walk around the camp. Up to the point when the hotheaded kid spotted two unfamiliar clanmates of his and heard a call from one of them. A meet and greet? He suppose he'll give not only the kit and also her and the apprentice one. So Michael slowly made his way over and once he was close, the liger cub offered the two a weak smile in greetings and took a seat. "Hello you two. I suppose we haven't met 'till now. I'm Michael, nice to meet you folks." friendly introduced the male. Wow, it has been a while since he haven't been in an angry mood since he fell in coma. That was a good thing, right?

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    [font=bookman oldstyle] ADONIS !

    [color=white][size=8]NEVER REGRET ANYTHING
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    "We haven't met yet either, I'm Fargo Adonis, pleasure too met you both," the pure white wolf introduced as he pads up to join the trio. Silver orbs flicker over Grant and Macroonkit curiously as his large, feathered wings shuffle in a relaxed fashion on his back.


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    [color=transparent] #cometscodes #fargoadonis

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