FILE A REPORT! | open, meet and greet

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    The shorthaired kitten was looking around, a smile wide on his face. He was quite happy today, and he felt like being happy overall- as such, with a flick of his tail, he sat down in the camp and looked around, his green eyes trailing after anyone he found interesting. He thought of fake names, fake stories, fake histories for them, making them heroes or maybe thieves who left their trade in his head. He knew it was all fake, but that wouldn't stop him at all! [color=#885ead]"Meet and greet!"     His voice called out, wondering who and what would respond.

    'Ello there, 'm Claudius, nice to meet you! the male calls, bounding over. Plopping down, he picks up his fluffy orange and white tail and lazily strokes it. It wasn't as though he had anything better to do after all. And he had a few things to do before he went back to figuring out how the islands floated anyways, including finding himself a shovel.

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    "Claudius?" He stated, pausing and tilting his head. "Hello, Claudius!" He stated, standing on the tips of his paws for a moment. His tail wasn't fluffy by any means- being shorthaired did that to you. [color=#885ead]"I'm Reconnaissancekit Dubois, and no, I don't have any nicknames yet!"     He stated cheerfully, bouncing into the air for amoment before pausing. [color=#885ead]"Oh, and my favorite color is lavender! Like the plant, lavender!"     He added on with a bit of a chuckle- well, it was his favorite color after all.

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    [font=times new roman][sup]"Lavender's a nice plant," Mami said with a smile, coming over. [color=red][color=yellow]"I'm Chamomiletea Haverford, by the way; I don't believe that we've met! Feel free to call me Mami,"     the young warrior would remark with a warm beam and polite dip of her head.
    Ah, this kitten's name was a bit of a mouthful. The girl made a mental note to think of a fitting nickname for him. She liked his name nonetheless, though.


    #chamamileteamoe

    I haven't a favorite color yet, but I don't look good in orange so I guess that's my least favorite color the fox nods, flicking his tail. He enjoyed the color lavender too, but he didn't wear it much due to the fact it didn't really match his eyes. Soon it probably would though due to a certain power, but currently it didn't now so that was a shame. Perhaps his eye color was his favorite color, as it usually matched his scarves and sweaters. He didn't really know. Oh and nicknames, he could probably tell his, as it didn't sound any less nerdy but it was still shorter then his normal name. Ah, and my nickname is Claude, you can call me by that if you wish, I haven't a preference though the male adds, humming slightly.



    //ninja'd cx

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    The tom kit bounded out of the nursery with a piece of paper dangling from his jaws and a pen placed precisely in the niche of his lobe. He had been busy working on his story when he heard his brother's call for a meet and greet. hakuna set the piece of paper down carefully, pondering for a moment before responding,"I don't think I have a favorite color yet. mine might be orange too, since it matches my eyes." a very bright orange it would be at that then. hakuna then continued to stride over to where his brother lounged, taking a seat beside him.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 375px;][justify][font=andale mono]"No nicknames yet? We could call you Recon if you like," Riddler meowed as he approached, sitting down with his typical odd smile on his face. "My name is Riddlerskit, by the way," he added as he curled his tail across his paws, observing the younger feline as he spoke. He seemed like he might make a good friend, assuming he wouldn't mind Riddler's strangeness after he got to know him.