THE DARKEST EVENING OF THE YEAR -- OPEN, MEET & GREET

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    ★ -- and miles to go before i sleep[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; font-family: verdana; line-height:95%; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify;]He'd seen his sister do this, though, being Blankkit, he hadn't bothered to show up. Was it too redundant to copy her? It would save him from this bottomless pit of boredom, at the very least, and that was the kitten's main goal. Moss balls couldn't keep him entertained for long, even at one month old. So, with a sigh, he pushed himself into a sitting position and meowed, [b]"Meet and greet."     Nothing new, nothing exciting. Blankkit wasn't the most creative of cats. He paused, the tip of his tail twitching, and added, "Blankkit Martin. Pleasure," despite being more or less alone.[/fancypost]
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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]— The melanistic jaguar padded over, a bright grin settled over his maw. "Hiya, son," he greeted, taking a seat next to the kit.


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    ama heard ‘meet and greet’ and simply sighed as she headed over. Why did she always participate in these things? Well she never said her name so she would this time. “Ama.” was all she said as she sat down. Only a couple of them knew her real name.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; font-size: 8pt; width: 400px;]"i'm just rebel," the young woman replied to the child's call surprisingly quickly due to her severe disability.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=Transparent; width: 300px; font-family: georgia; color: #835C3B][justify]"Hey there little dude, where's your blanket?" the caporegime asked with genuine curiosity. It was funny, because only a moment later he realized his name was blankkit. "Oh! Hiya, Blankkit! I'm Cookiepaw!"

    "Waterflower" the blue female meowed as she lifted her head from the ground, staying at a distance as she lay on the ground. She had no intention of getting up, simply because Pagankit and her paws didn't allow her to. She was already quite lucky to be outside the infirmary for once.

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    ★ -- and miles to go before i sleep[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; font-family: verdana; line-height:95%; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify;]Son. Wow, he'd certainly seen his dad around quite a bit; maybe he needed to get out more often. It was far more exciting out here, even if it meant he had to interact with his Clanmates...which, apparently, wasn't that bad. As each creature appeared, Blankkit gave them a polite nod - until, of course, Cookiepaw started going on about blankets. He turned to blink in confusion, clearly lost even when Cookiepaw got his name right. [b]"I don't...have a blanket."     Did anyone else know what he was talking about?[/fancypost]
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    cookiepaw was that weirdo whom seemed out of place, or at least that was how ayato felt about him. he always said strange things, but they managed to make his roleplayer laugh. " oh, hey, i'm ayato. -- also diggin' that blanket thing, mind if i call you that ? or just marty would be cool, 'lest i'll forget your actual name. " the boss said as he padded forward, waving his tail in an unusually peppy greeting.

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    [b]"Fireworkkit!"     The kitten would chirp as she appeared, stopping by her parent with a lopsided smile. How fun.



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