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    Dangerpaw wasn't sure what he was doing around the BlizzardClan border. He knew they were allies, but at the same time, he didn't have much reason to be there, other then wandering too far and getting lost. The bright red and brown wolf sat down, giving a huff. His still-healing ribs were staring to ache again, and so much walking was starting to irritate his asthma. The young pyromanic's golden eyes flickered around. Maybe someone would show up and help him back home. Or maybe he'd just stay and talk. He didn't know. He truly didn't have the most energy lately, but once he was healed, he was ready to cause havoc around his group once again.
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    The fox walked in silence, his usual smile not present right now. Though he was still making sure to smile around his Clanmates and be as cheery as he could for their sake, he needed more time to finish his grieving. He already missed Sinningtrash more than he could explain, and he just wanted him back. He'd never seen death before, but now he'd seen the deaths of two Clanmates he didn't know and one close friend, all in the span of a few days. It was more than the usually excitable male could take, and it had rendered him quieter. To think that he'd cried for the first time since he was very small, and that he'd done so in front of Tama as well.


    Trying to push the thoughts away, he glanced at the stag beetle on his shoulder, tipping his head to one side slightly as he sensed his pet's curiosity through their character bond. Turning to see what Pyunsuke was looking at, he saw the ColoredClanner and blinked in surprise. Taking a deep breath, he quickly gave a light smile, padding closer and asking in a friendly voice, "Name and business?"
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    Dangerpaw looked down at the fox, awkwardly rocking on his paws for a second. "Umm... My name is Dangerpaw, and I kinda got lost when I was walking around. You're a BlizzardClanner, right?" The boy rambled, putting a grin on his face. Hey, was that a stag beetle? He'd had some the other day, but his girlfriend hadn't let him keep them.


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    Hadn't let him keep them? Momo wouldn't give up his pet for anyone - even Lostpaw. Actually, talking of her, Pyunsuke's recent irritation seemed to be directed at her. Of course, the fox was so oblivious that his beetle had noticed his crush before he did, so he was still rather confused by it. Deciding not to think about that right now, he ear flicked as the other spoke. Nodding to show that he was indeed a BlizzardClanner, he asked, "Were you looking for directions?" If so, someone else would have been more useful. He hadn't been to ColoredClan and so didn't know where it was. Plus, his memory wasn't exactly great, so he probably would have forgotten the way by now even if he had been there.
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    "Eh, not really. I can make it back if I walk around enough, I guess." Dangerpaw shrugged, already looking a bit bored. "So, uh, what's your name?" He decided to ask.
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    Oh thank goodness, because he would have actually been a little embarrassed for once if he'd been asked directions and hadn't known the way. Blinking at the question, he seemed a little surprised that he hadn't said it yet. Aah, Sinning's death must have gotten to him more than he thought if he wasn't jumping at the opportunity to make a new friend. Making sure to keep up his smile, he replied, "Mikoshiba Momotarou, but you can call me Momo. Nice to meet you." He was never sure whether to make it more formal by giving his full name with those from other Clans. With joiners, he usually just introduced himself as 'Momo'. Especially after Seidou had taken to calling him 'Mikoshiba-senpai'. It was uncomfortably formal to him, and it got even worse when the tabby had asked to be his apprentice. Aha, Momo as a mentor. It sure was weird to him, though his Clanmates had appeared to be more proud than amused.
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    /sorry for the late reply!


    Dangerpaw nodded, his slight grin growing wider. "It's very nice to meet you as well!" The oddly tall wolf said. Suddenly, the tips of his ears and his paws burst into flames. It was a thing that he couldn't help to stop at this point, it was just something that happened whelp ever he got excited. "So, what's it like in BlizzardClan?" He asked, oblivious to the fact that he was on fire.
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