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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 420px; text-align: justify]Taking in deep breath, the feline found herself in the heart of camp, sitting down in all of her glory. Poised and collected, the tiger looked like a massive statue, save for her methodically fiddling with her knife. She was taking in the sights and sounds around her, trying to memorize the lay of the land and the life within it. But that, that was terribly boring. She sighed, heaving herself to her massive paws, using her jaw to slide the blade back into its sheathe.


    "Meet and greet." Was all Lexa said, green eyes half-lidded and staring down at the world, as if everything was lower than her. Which, in her mind, was basically the truth. Waiting for members to flock to her, the tiger flexed her claws.

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    Markedman, for once happy to be the first reply, heard a female's call. He'd never heard it before- it was unfamiliar- and once he arrived, he was greeted by a dangerous looking tigress and her large, very sharp, knife. He had never been one for introductions, but the falcon opened his beak all the same. "Er...hi. I'm Markedman. You are?" He was a little worried that she would eat him, but all the same, he would settle down, sinking to the ground.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]The emaciated, limping hellhound would be the next to pad over, raising a brow at Mark as he spoke. Was he nervous or something? "Mark, you afraid to talk to girls or something?" he asked with a snort before lifting a paw to pat him on the back. He'd get the hang of it one day. Wait, wasn't he gay or something along those lines? Then why was this so terrifying. Maybe it was a bird thing, in which Trash would probably never understand. Finally, he would turn his pupil-less tiffany blue eyes on Lexa, little interest shown on his features. "Howdy," he greeted, "settling in well? Oh, if you didn't remember, I'm Trash, and yes it's my real name, given to me at birth." Some didn't want to believe it. Hell, he was sure Blues was still uncomfortable calling him by his name.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 470px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 10px; color: white; font-family: helvetica;]—"Trash, stop saying that like you don't have an awesome name. I, for one, like your name," snorted the snow leopard playfully as she padded over, aiming to smack him upside the head playfully before turning to the stranger that gathered their attention from the center of the camp. Due to her devil's pit of a DNA pool, Talia was as large as a liger, and towered over most of her clanmates, especially when she got on her hindlegs. She eyed the tigress and decided that she looked okay, especially with that dagger of hers. A playful smile spilled across her face, knowing that there was the very real possibility of her pissing the clanmate off, but she liked testing her boundaries. The sooner she knew who had the most amount of patience in the Clan, the better it would be for her. "Yeah, y'mind giving us a name or what?"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color: #3BB12E;]"Yeah! Trash is a great name. It's unique because I'm pretty sure no one else but daddy would name you that. It make you special," Cady interrupted, pushing past the others and attempting to bump shoulders with her brother. She would do this with her head, but she had horns, which were sharp, and that probably wouldn't end well. The young white wolf turned her attention towards Lexa now, her silver eyes glinting in the light. "My full name is Cadence Cecelia Pendragon Grimm Praelium Praevado Simul Stamus Mortem, but most people just call me Cady! It's nice to meet you, miss. We should be friends!"
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    It wasn't that Blues was uncomfortable with calling Trash by his name - it was the fact that he was legitimately named Trash, and it felt like he was calling him worthless. Degradation was not his sort of thing, in any set of circumstances. Now: did he feel bad for calling him Trash, or did he feel bad about feeling bad for calling him Trash? The world would probably never know, because the Admiral himself sure as hell didn't. Catching the tail end of the conversation, the leopard flicked an ear towards them, looking over the stranger curiously. "Hey. I'm Bluesrock, but most just call me Blues." He almost asks some more questions, but he supposed that there's already a few waiting, so he would too.
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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 420px; text-align: justify]As an influx of members approached, Lexa narrowed her olive eyes and slide the daggers back into their sheathes. As much fun as they were to play with, now was not the time. She released a sigh, listening to everyone, matching names with faces. They weren't hard to forget -- a lot of them had rather interesting aliases. Trash, for one. Who would name their child Trash? Lexa was a parent, and didn't quite care for her spawn, but wouldn't go as far as to call them Trash. But whatever -- she didn't care too much what others called themselves.


    "I am Lexa. Pleasure to meet you all," she said with a dip of her head. As Cadence declared the duo should be friends, she rose nonexistent brows. Friends? "Maybe we can get to know each other first." She said, just trying to be polite. She really didn't want to be friends, but whatever.


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    lexa | genderless | 5 years physically | 5 year spiritually | npc x npc | ex-commander of the grounders | the rift | warrior | mother of 10 | single | pansexual panromantic | leans towards females | anti-social personality disorder


    POWERS
    free powers, shapeshifting


    BODIES
    all free bodies


    INTERACTION
    hard physically | hard mentally | no kill | ask about capture | ask for plots | attack bold black

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"Hey, I think we met when you joined? I'm not sure but in case we haven't, I'm Sylmae Winzor and it's very nice to meet you." She said and waved her tail high in the air, her golden eyes sparkling as they shifted over the female. Her ears twitched a little bit as she settled down and curled her tail over her paws, perking up a little bit as she dipped her head towards her politely.
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