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    mirai!

    [hr][justify][font=arial][color=white]The ex-Exiler stood at the border, sighing. He hoped his presence wouldn't cause trouble. Mirai waited for someone to come by.
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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; text-shadow: 0px 0px 30px #FFE4E1; letter-spacing: -1px][size=4][font=georgia]MY PRIDE IS NO LONGER INSIDE
    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; margin-top: -22px; letter-spacing: 9px][i][size=3][font=georgia]its on my sleeve
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    Name and reasons to be here? Max hummed as she appeared, unfamiliar with the figure that rested there, though she rested a wary eye on him.

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    [size=7pt]© praetor dreamíe ; image credit to owners[/size]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; margin-bottom: -62px; margin-left: -19px; margin-top: 22px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: left; color: white]♛ Hephaestuspaw ![/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid white; width: 411px; height: 109px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: 60px; opacity: 0.99; font-family: candara; color: black; overflow: auto; line-height: 100%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]Phae arrived beside Max and looked towards the stranger in caution. He had no clue who this was but ever since his attack he had been hyper vigilant. Seeing as Max had already asked the proper question, he stayed silent for now and waited to see who this stranger was.
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    mirai!

    [hr][justify][font=arial][color=white]"I'm Mirai, and I'd like to take refuge here for a bit. If I can't, I'll leave." The fox told the duo.
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    battle tags

    [fancypost bgcolor= COLOR; border: 0px ridge #000000; width: 425px;] [justify]Wisteria was the next to approach with her wide, lamp like eyes and inquisitive stare. She was not a member of power able to deny, or accept such a request, but in the kittens mind he seemed harmless enough as she came to stand next to Heph. Simply curious as to what he was taking refuge from regardless, the kitten decided to ask.


    "Refuge from what?" she asked out in her quiet voice, head tilted to the side as she sat herself down, tail wrapping around her paws as she blinked her bright, big, round eyes. Perhaps he was taking refuge from an enemy? Or even a friend? Was it possible to take refuge from someone you were friends with, Wisteria thought, perhaps so if said friend was being overbearing. Yet she did not know, and her question remained in the air. [/justify]
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    [fancypost bgcolor= COLOR; border: 0px ridge #000000; width: 425px;] [justify]The Exiles? Weren't they enemies with the Exiles? She was intrigued now, and briefly wondering what the bounty was ( despite the fact that Wisteria knew she'd never turn the poor soul in, had no need nor desire too ) and was then put to wonder, just what had he done? She didn't understand social things when it came to what was asking too much or not, but hey, he was the one who had showed up on the border- any questions she asked could potentially convince someone else to let him stay the night, right?


    "What did you do?" she asked next, frowning, brows furrowing together. Hm, he didn't seem like a threat- had he maybe stolen something? Or told a secret? Maybe the one seeking refuge had instead done something totally different and totally improbable- like set something on fire. That seemed about right. But you don't look like a pyromaniac, she thought to herself.[/justify]
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