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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;][size=8]Inactivity seemed to curse his roleplayer around this time every year. Weather it was because she coincidentally lost muse around this time or school just started. Personally, i'd bet money on the ladder. Though, luckily it was the weekend, meaning a small bit of redemption cold be offered. While him being super active was really that important -- as he was a timid and aloof character -- his roleplayer still felt bad when she was gone for a span of two or three days.


    So here Troye was, the thin tiger cub laid on his side, golden green oculars watching the clouds slowly drift as bordem took over his mind. As he silently thought of things to do until he deemed his thoughts unsuccessful, he just hummed and continued to watch the white fluffs that decorated the light blue sky, hoping for someone to come by and amuse him.

    Having strayed from her fathers home in search of her sibling, a squeak of joy came from the stubby legged tiger cub once she found him. She was still quite small compared to her siblings and litter mates, as tall grass normally swallowed her whole. "W-What are-are you do-doing?"

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    [size=9pt]Izumi, having recently returned to her fathers clan on a more permanent note was quite happy to stumble upon both her siblings. A smile brightening the young tiger cubs maw as she came to halt near Temperance and Troye, her litter mates. "Hi Temperance, Troye!" the friendly cub greeted with the hint of a giggle in her tone "What are you two doing?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#CBB49C; border: 0px solid white; width: 364px; font-size: 11px; color: white; text-align: justify;]And yet again, her siblings were the only ones populating a thread. Was it just coincidental or were there just too many of them? Sadly, Valerie couldn't say that she knew all of their names — there was just too many of them! When Father said that he had too many children, she found no reason to say otherwise. Strictly speaking, it was true.


    Seeing the others approaching an unfamiliar tiger cub, the king cheetah decided that she may as well follow. "Hello," she greeted casually. "What's your name? I'm Valerie, another offspring of Michael's." Her own words brought a faint smile to her feminine features. She didn't know the exact numbers of how many half-siblings she had, but she knew it was pretty high up there.


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    (c) GRYPHON

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;][size=8]The plaguing silence was torn by the voice of his dear timid sister, golden gaze not wasting any time to fall upon her familiar face. "Hello Temp, just watching the clouds." Troye sighed, before catching sight of Izumi coming up behind her.


    Izumi's question was similar to Temp's, so might as well answer similarly. "Being bored, watching the clouds." The cub had said, rolling onto his back and stretching his legs to the sky. His eyes caught sight of a cat in the clouds, though he kept this revelation to himself as another voice interrupted the peace -- which he was grateful for.


    No matter how anti-social he must come across, company was something he welcomed. Seeing the king cheetah he'd greet with a side smile, jaws opening as he yawned before sitting up right to formally address the fem who claimed to be apart of his family. "I'm troye, nice too meet you." Simple, but nice.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#CBB49C; border: 0px solid white; width: 364px; font-size: 11px; color: white; text-align: justify;]Wait, Troye was one of her littermates as well? This was a piece of information that would be introduced the young female at a later date — for now, that misconception would be held. Until someone corrected her. "That's a great name," she commented politely, flicking her spotted tail amiably.


    Boredom. Something she really didn't know how to solve, not when she didn't know the bored entity enough to say what would entertain them. "Tell me if there's anything I can do to help with your malady," she offered. "How about we... taste the grass? See if it's worth eating?" She honestly had no idea if that was a good idea, but she was willing to try.


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    (c) GRYPHON

    "They-They look like...." Trailing off, she waddled over to curl up next to her brother and stuff her face in his fur. Although she was ultimately too shy to even finish her sentence around her older siblings.

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