i am a lost boy from neverland ;; open + joining

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    Rounded ears were held forward in an alert manner. The giant white beige paws struck cautiously at the dunes dunes and mixed in their wake grains of sand and minerals. The one eye that he could see clearly out of was glued tightly to the building that lay a short way off, illuminated only by the milk white moon whose ghostly pale light shone lightly upon the building. He had reached it after perhaps three minutes of his distinct lope and now he stood before the entryway, a timid spirit of a smile held simply upon his large mouth. This was it.
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    Mordrin spotted a gathering of clanmates and decided to see what was going on, even if he wasn't fond of the desert, as he carefully moved through the shifting sands he could smell what seemed to be a newcomer...as he got closer he spotted the new creature, "A bear...but why is it so pale?" Mordrin thought to himself as he approached and waited beside Nivata for a response


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    [size=8]He flicked his tail, padding over beside Mordin, glancing at the newcomer. An interesting animal to say the least, but Stumppaw decided to keep his mouth shut until the newcomer responded to the questions.



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    [align=center]/stumppaw is inspired by Patrick Stump/


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    A small scuffling was heard close by and quickly the majestic head turned towards what he thought to be the source. He stared wordlessly at the much littler pup and that timid look still remained upon his face. What a cute thing. He was so tiny and soft-looking; close to a baby bunny or a bird. He could just reach out and pet him he was so adorable but the bear thought it odd for he hardly knew the child. Aw. "Hi.", drifted the deep yet gentle as snow voice. "Caecus. I've come to join."


    His breath hitched in his throat at the looming form of the dragoness and the possibly dangerous glint that was caused when the moon shone down on her as she approached. The big one just barely reached forward when he realized she was not an opponent and actually quite smelled like the previous unfamiliar face. Good. He would not like to fight. It was simply not for him. He offered a welcoming dip of the great head though in greeting. No need to forget manners.


    Another trace of movement was trapped in the single watchful eye and he was soon met with a strange looker who seemed to have tendrils instead of hair or whatever the indistinguishable one would be covered with. He tried focusing more but still could not make anything out but a pair of eyes, some long attachments to the enormous body, and perhaps a tail. His sight surely was not so good in the night.


    Spotting another figure, this time around the dog creature from before's height, he felt a bit more at ease. The approaching one had straight ears and a mediumly-lengthed tail. It looked similar to a cat if he was certain.
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    Mordrin decided to get a little bit closer and properly greet his new clanmate, "Mordrin is the name...Mordrin apologizes for the strange appearance, Mordrin has never been what most would call...pretty to look at" Mordrin said trying to sound friendly


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    [size=8]Caecus. That's a really nice name. Stumppaw purred, dipping his head, feeling more close to the newcomer. My name is Stumppaw, its very nice to meet you. Welcome to DarkClan. he grinned, happily flicking his tail.



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    [align=center]/stumppaw is inspired by Patrick Stump/


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    That was precious and there was nothing to argue about it. He gazed with a now dimpled smile at the little one and not being able to control himself, ran his paw over the kid's head and stirred the fur in an affable way. He may have pressed down a little hard; he did not know. He could never tell with these things. "You too, Raiden." His head turned a tad to the side. Welcome arms. That was always nice to hear. "I'm sure you're right." He nodded his head in agreement and chuckled lightly as the pup stirred the ground with a waving tail. "Uh-huh."


    The circular ears angled forward once more as the other big one drew closer. "Hello, Mordin. Oh no, don't apologize. You're not strange at all." A shake of his head from side to side. "I'm the one who's sorry. I'm tired and I just can't see properly. I'm sure you're very nice looking. The sleepiness was but a lie but it was still truthful if just a bit. The darkness still masked most from his vision which did not help with the blind eye.


    "Thank you, but it is not nice a name as all of you folks have." He quite liked them all. Mordrin was an intriguing one which sounded of knighthood or kingliness. It fitted a medieval theme while the name Raiden fitted some one in power. It sounded strong yet still on the soft side as if the original owner had had some kindness to him or a good heart. Not to mention Nivata which reminded him of Nirvana which was known as an idyllic place. All great names and the boy's own was the same way. "Stumppaw. I like it. It is great to meet you too and thank you."
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    [size=8]Stumppaw grinned at Caecus. Yo, you're name is pretty rad, though, thanks! he flicked his tail, appreciative for the compliment. Smiling, he turned his head when Pierrot nudged him, his eyes meeting hers. It was like a routine for them whenever they met new clanmates, they knew what to do with a few glances and nudges. Nodding, he turned his head back to face Caecus. Caecus, this is my best friend Pierrot. he grinned, introducing his aforementioned friend.



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    [align=center]/stumppaw is inspired by Patrick Stump/


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    The polar bear turned towards the new face and stared for a thoughtful while at her. She must be shy. Awww. When he observed her nudging of the recently introduced boy he waited patiently to see the outcome.


    "Not too much but thank you kindly. Don't mention it." He flashed a broader smile full of sharp canines that were hinted at with yellow coloring but then there were covered almost as quickly as they could be seen. He would not like to frighten anyone more than he already might have, especially the timid little creature. This was perhaps the sweetest thing he might have seen. Small Stumppaw was helping his friend get acquainted. "It is an honor to meet her. Hello, m'lady.", played the young man as he tried to assume a stance upon one knee like a noble knight but quite failed. Maybe if she wasn't amused by his words she'd be amused by that tumble.
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