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    [justify]He hadn't been around much today, considering the fact that Verum had done his first shift at work- but regardless, he was here now, and quite frankly wasn't all to sure what to do today. There was the ever easy chill with others, or he could have hunted down Alaska to say hello to her, or go and do something stupid... perhaps go and fight, try and climb a tree ( seeing as wolves couldn't really do that ) or maybe even talk to Winterpaw- it had been a while since he had seen his friend after all. Regardless, the male was up and about now, looking around for something to do or someone to bump into as he was lost in thought, the sounds of the bombs in the distance fading away to nothing as he zoned them out, simply padding around.[/justify]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]Well, speak of the devil and he appears - except she wasn't quite Winterpaw. The young bi-colored wolf puppy was just the adopted daughter of Winterpaw, but she loved her dad. Her uncle Blackie was a grumpy-butt, but that was fine by her. "Hello Mister. I'm Julypup," the young canine introduced herself, having forgotten if they had met previously or not.
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    BEOWOLF ![color=white] ➤ information | battle tags | [abbr=Reincarnation of Angelbeats, ex-Shadowclan Leader ➤ ages 1month per 100posts]other[/abbr] | #beowolfposts | #openthreadbeowolf


    [justify]As far as Beowolf was aware, the two hadn't met- but her father was one of his very best friends in all of existence. Having been snapped from his daze the boy looked down at the girl, his smile broadening as he noticed her. Blinking bright copper eyes the male cocked his head to one side, bushy tail slowly starting to sway behind him.


    "Aye kiddo- I'm Beowolf. Feel free ta call me Beau though, eh?" He said with a polite smile and a dip of his head in greeting before aiming to lightly ruffle the fur on her forehead. [/justify]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 370px; margin-top: 5px; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; font-family: arial][color=#3B6AA0]Beowolf? Well, the name left little in the ways of appearance to the imagination, did it? He wasn't necessarily being so shallow as to assume that names with a certain animal or colour or traits in matched the appearances and personalities of their owners, but when he heard such a name he thought of an ebony wolf. And lo and behold, look at this! An ebony wolf in the flesh, with bright copper eyes lighter than his own, deep chocolate ones, and a somewhat friendly sounding voice matched to some absent accent.


    Not his everyday prey; the genuinely happy ones, the ones that could joke around without having anything to hide, were often the harder ones to crack, but Yasha was not complaining. If it was there, it was edible. Beowolf was... No exception.


    The kitsune licked his lips, drawing a salmon tongue around his maw and giving a white fanged smirk. Six tails lashed behind him, and then the Georgian red vulpine approached, dark eyes scanning the unknown male canid with semi veiled hunger. "Hello, my doll; I'm Yasha, it's a pleasure to meet you." oh, he was partially intrigued by this one, but his slight charismatic tone did not increase in its alluring ring purposefully just for attention. No; the purr was regular, the voice carefully crafted so as to not allow mad laughter to seep in.
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    The she-wolf, having fully recovered from a loss of pups to stillbirth spotted the small gathering and gave a chuckle, settling to a sit a little bit away to choose something to eat. She was tempted to join in, but everyone seemed to have some form of connection and she did not wish to intrude without invitation. The motherly female watched some kits tumble past her and smiled a little sadly; If only her little ones were here to play with them. She selected a rabbit and settled to eat, listening politely to the conversation.




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    oh, damn, yasha had gotten there before him. and the dude looked hungry. gunmetal looked away from the male to stare at beowolf. "yo," he stated with a smirk, sitting down beside nightingale. "i'm gunmetal." he was tempted to add some perverted comment in there, but there was a kid there. children were too young to understand his jokes and terrible pick-up lines.

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    The canine would smirk lightly. "Nice to meet you. My name is Nightingale. Bleakbarrow, by surname."
    She crossed her paws neatly over one another, turning her gaze to the male evenly. She glanced over at the small group. "I have a bad feeling that Kitsune is wanting to eat that one." She twitched an ear and returned her gaze to Gunmetal, offering a smile. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]To be honest, Juypup was kind of freaked out by both of them, but she simply smiled, not wanting to hurt their feelings. "Thank you Beau, Yasha, Gunmetal, and Nightingale," the young bi-colored pup responded cheerfully, not expecting this to turn into a meet and greet, but she didn't mind.
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