HEY YOUNG BLOOD -- open + m&g

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 300px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]This place was definitely difference from Windclan and anxiety clawed at his skin. He needed to get out and socialize, even if he couldn't talk. But, he happened to come across an erase board and dry erase marker. Might as well host a meet and greet right? It had taken him awhile to barely master the skill, but it was worth it. In the end, the white board had something written out.


    Meet and greet anyone?


    It was messy yet still legible.

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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px][hr][/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-20px][color=#181615][size=28pt][font=cambria]Nivata[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-17px; letter-spacing:2px][align=center][font=trebuchet ms][size=7pt][color=#181615]CURRENT BODY: DRAGON[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-9px; width:450px][hr]
    [justify][sub]A mute one, it seemed. She'd come across quite a few individuals with the disadvantage, both by choice and naturally. The dragoness hadn't spoken to the newcomer much though, if at all, and with a small smile she sat down to meet the male. "Hello, I'm Nivata, but you can call me Niva." Her voice was softer than usual with the love spell taking its affect as she gazed shyly at the male - well, as shyly as a dragon could upon a smaller creature. [/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: impact; color: black; font-size: 14pt;]Holy mother of space! There was no possible why that what he was seeing was really. No, that's supposed to be in fairytales, not the real world. And the way she was looking at him creeped the canine out. Isaac gave the dragoness a meek smile and wrote on his board:


    Hey, Niva. The name is Isaac and it's a pleasure to meet you.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Well, Katastre was a little late to the party it seemed. The white fox's expression was newtral even though his form was small compaired to other fox's the 'rusted' claws could have proven to be imtimitaditng. Seeing how they werent really rusted. Just... yeah blood.


    Walking over he gave a nod, flashing a brief smile as he spoke. "Name's Katastre, though other's around here call me kat."
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