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DEFYING GRAVITY | Open, reincarnation/return
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=7pt]Okay, he'll admit it - to him, pretty much all red foxes look to same.
Not only to him, either. It's just one of those things that come with being a part of a breed of species that was named after a colour. Because people were very creative way-back-when, they tended to do this kind of thing; name animals after their colours. Admittedly, it was something that Miyu probably would've done.
After all, you plant a giant metal lemon in the ground, point at it, and Miyu will probably squint and call it orange.
Really. He knows these things.
But... there's something about the vixen that's perched daintily at their border, and while he's met many prim people in his life it's in a different way; he knows those types that are quiet and sweet and others that are compassionate and others that are just plain snooty (he's not the type to hold his friendship back from anyone, though; his general motto is of course that there's more to someone than, you know, their outside), but this fox is...
More than the typical cool and composed regal types that came with quiet dignity.
If she weren't so young, she would remind him of --
Miyu pads up to the border where the vixen is sitting, flashing her a jubil
eeant twitch of the whispers and a light, 'Hey there! What can I get you, Miss...?'Yeah. She really did remind him of Cherry.
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"Cherry! It's great to see you back as well! It's me, Italy! But call me Feli, for my name is now Feliciano!" the italian had said enthusiastically as he walked as fast as his three legs can carry him on a limp. His front left leg got amputated by that kind medicine cat in ThunderClan and with him being in a duel joining with them, all is going fine so far!
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Clearly such a creature as Halo would be tending to his Brussels sprouts at this time, and being a skilled lover of Brussels he hid them where nobody would find them, it was the only way. This was in close enough vicinity that he could hobble over to the boarder where Cherry and company were. He was not currently stuck in his old body, but he still hobbled around just in case he suddenly turned old.
That is just the way you live when you're a serval with no control over your shapshifting. He came up and stood near by Miyu. He had no idea who Cherry was, just like he had not known Vince. He didn't even say anything, mainly because he was consuming the bitter leafy goodness of this works.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=7pt]For a long, frozen moment, Miyu simply stares at the vixen.
The vixen who's gently smiling at him and who had just said his name and proved very much that they were acquainted, no matter how much he did not quite recognise her face. No matter how much he didn't recall talking to any other vixen at all in his life except the one she had just introduced herself as and... well... Julia.
But the thing was both of the above vixens were dead.
'...I can't believe it,' he mumbles dazedly, still unable to get a hold on his thoughts and feelings even while Feli and Halo stream up to greet her as well - his yellow eyes are wide and surprised, fixed on Cherry but --
Oh.
It just sunk in.
She's Cherry Jubilee.
And his heart actually explodes with happiness, the brown tabby immediately breaking out of his insufferable stunned silence with an exuberant, amazed shout of, 'Cherry!! It's - it's you! It's really you!'
He wants to pouncetackle her right into oblivion, but others are here and he has to have some propriety - so instead the CEO of the Enterprise draws himself up with a happy glow in his eyes and a tilt to his head, softly warmly purring, 'I'm so glad that you're back. Of course you can rejoin; it wasn't even a question!'
...And his eyes draw over to the modest grower and farmer of brussel sprouts, looking and being fabulous as always.
Miyu dips his head to him respectfully. It is a very valued profession in this day and age.
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]Who was this? Vince thought that the vixen in front of him looked rather like Julia did. Or had. She had died, he remembered that now. He had known that he should have felt devastated, but he had just felt sad upon hearing about that. After all, she hadn't given him the warmest of welcomes and it had rubbed him in the wrong direction really.
Vince drew up behind his other clanmates, tilting his head to the side and sitting down. "I'm Vince," he introduced, not realizing that Cherry already knew who he was. Of course, he didn't realize a lot these days, what with his lack of memories.
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[justify]Vince felt somebody in his mind. What was she doing up there? How was she up there?! The Abyssinian was struck with a sudden feeling of utter panic, or complete violation. But in the next moment, she was gone, and he felt more at peace than he remembered ever have being. Memories started flowing in like a river just broken free of a beaver dam. They filled him up, and he remembered everything. His old memories, mixed in with those he had made after tripping over the rock.Vince's chest tensed up, the domestic cat version of falling to his knees. "Cherry," he gasped, somewhat resembling a dying man. "I knew you'd come back..." Of course, with the good came the bad — now he knew once again why he had left the Enterprise, and he felt like a pile of crap again. But he also knew that he had come back, come back to make it right. He still had time to make it so.
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Everyone seemed to happy... She couldn't help but smile. It was beautiful to see old friends reunite, and if everyone else knew her, well... how could that be bad?
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[abbr=Mother to Huntinglion, Bariumglow, and Kupfernickle. Mother to Aspenpaw, Flintpaw, Furrowpaw, Honeypaw, Magnoliapaw, Blackpaw]♚
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"Harrierbeat, but Harrier is fine. Ive heard a lot about you." She purred, dipping her head.
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[abbr=Wyvern Warrior, Former HawkClan Leader, Former ShadowClan Warrior, 24 moons]♚[/abbr]
[abbr= 6/9 Lives Hard, No Kill, Ask For Capture, Minor Injuries, Attack in #F5DA81]♚[/abbr]
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[abbr=Multiple Possession: Russet Fox, DOMESTIC CAT]♚[/abbr]
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[abbr=Mother to Huntinglion, Bariumglow, and Kupfernickle. Mother to Aspenpaw, Flintpaw, Furrowpaw, Honeypaw, Magnoliapaw, Blackpaw]♚
[abbr=Full Name: Harrierbeat Akuma-Marcavellio Alae Simul Stamus; Head of Akuma, Marcavellio, and Alae Families]♚[/abbr]
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