COLD COLD WATER — open; meet and greet

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    [justify]Ah, rain.


    The soothing cascade of falling water on the jade canopy far up above created a masterful symphony that filled the empty forest in it's sweet melody.


    The jaguar was up before the sun, breathing in the crisp clean air as she let the tiny drops fall on her upturned face, basking in water that splashed against her soaked cobalt fur. She stood like that for minutes, eyes closed and face skyward in complete silence except for the trilling birdsong and the sound of rain on leaves. Light soon filled the arching sky and illuminated the dark clouds, queuing the jaguar to begin her day.


    Taking an inhale of fresh air, the feline jumped to the balls of her feet, slapping a grin to her ebony maw before trotting of towards camp, the rush of adventure swelling in her chest.


    "GREETINGS CLANMATES," the cobalt feline let loose, still not used to communicating to other living beings.[/justify]


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    "It's good to see you happy and all, but he was intending to take a nap," Drumlin called out, though his irritation faded quickly. He wasn't half as exhausted as he'd been when he'd first joined, and then he'd managed to stay awake. Surely doing the same here would be even easier.

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    [justify]"Tragic," Temari mewed, the word soaked with sarcasm.


    Turning her blue head to face the carrot colored male, she let a small smirk onto her ebony lips as the rain fell down onto her face and hide, soaking her to the bone. Extending one startling sapphire paw to him, she tipped her head to an angle, asking for a handshake.


    "I believe we have met but not really met," the DarkClanner spoke.[/justify]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;][font=times new roman]"Oh, uh, hi." The dragon stated as she approached, eyes blinking in sync with curiosity. "We haven't met either. Er, I'm Serialsuccess, it's nice to meet you." The child dipped her head, looking over the both of them.

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    [justify][sub] The jaguar certainly looked familiar, but the ashen dragon didn't quite remember catching her name. Here was the chance then, she supposed, and the female flung on a smile while she halted beside the others. With a barely audible grunt she lowered herself into a crouch, snaking her head forward to a more comfortable level on which to speak. "I believe that we've almost met, however my name's Nivata if you don't recall. It's a pleasure."[/fancypost]

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    [justify]The female let a smile onto her ebony maw as Seri spoke. "Nice to meet you too," Temari mewed as she dipped her head in a greeting before turning her eyes to the dragoness that joined them.


    The rain poured down onto the jaguar's head, threading a steady beat that chilled her to the bone. Despite the cold that sat deep in her frame, she extended a paw for a handshake, a smirk now fixed on her face. "Ah, so pleasant to meet you person-I-almost-met," Temari spoke in a joking manner.[/justify]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 1px;color:#CEF6F5]There sure were a truckload of these meet and greets pouring into the board lately, that was for sure- but Hanayo seriously didn't mind, as she wanted to have new friends. She didn't want to be a on introvert. The ocelot bounded over, her shiny coral ocularies sparkling as she gazed upon the other, offering the wide smile that played on her petite jaw. "Konnichiwa, I'm Hanayo, but you can call me Hana- for short," she chipped, her tiny cranium tilted.


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    "We haven't met," Tacticalpaw assured upon her approach, the agile white wolf grinning toward the one who went by Temari. It was an interesting name, she hadn't heard of it before and honestly she rather wondered what nationality it was. Pushing the question to the back of her mind she held out a paw "Tacticalpaw Caviar, it's a pleasure!"
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