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The solid white cat had returned to camp much earlier in the day and had honestly just been lazing around, holding off on doing anything important. He still felt tired but decided against laying in his bed any longer, as at least posing as a willing participant in the Clan might be appreciated by the others. Being a bum around camp had its downsides though, the most prominent being the ensuing boredom. Rising to his small paws, Alcides approached Alois. "You're looking tired today, eh? Up all night chasing tails, kitty?" He gave a genuine smile as he said this, his tone strongly implying a joking, friendly nature. He wasn't exactly familiar with the tiger, but it was never too late to make new friends, right?
//ooc; i adore your characters name <3
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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 5px solid #202842; height: 60px; width: 40px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/7OoZiiy.jpg) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: -40px; margin-left: -30px;][/fancypost] | [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 1px solid white; width: 360px; font-size: 9.5px; line-height: 11px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 3.5px; margin-right: -45px; padding: 4px;]Jon, too, had not been around recently, though that was because Fan had been dealing with exams. His excuse was that he'd been clan-hopping a lot, and he was prone to randomly leaving and exploring the unclaimed mountain passes up in the distance, near (but not on) BlizzardClan territory. He was a cold-lover at heart, built for winter, and it was only natural that he was drawn from DarkClan's warmer climate — though this was his home, and so he would always return, one way or another. The ebony wolf had returned to DarkClan territory a few hours prior, and had done his best to make himself busy — though there was nothing much to do, now, and he was back in camp, contemplating whether he ought to repeat a patrol or find something else to entertain himself with. He was a man of purpose, after all; he didn't have time to indulge in other things. The Watch had pushed procrastination from his mind. Luckily enough, Alcides' words caught his attention, and the lean canine, cloak discarded but sword still strapped to his side, prowled over, ears perked and head tipped to one side. He didn't say anything, but he offered the duo a nod, waiting for Alois' response. /mobile, sorry for any mistakes! |
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[justify][sub]Compared to the week before, she thought that her activity hadn’t been all too bad. If it ever fell again however, her excuse would as ever be getting lost in some other territory that probably bordered Darkclan. After travelling around the world for eons one would have expected that she’d find travel easier, and that had been true… for a while. Eventually however it all blended together, with countries merely becoming cultures blended together, and timelines becoming almost as confusing; only whichever one she was currently in she understood, really, though the territories were nonetheless unclear.
At the sound of clanmates the dragoness lifted her head from dozing, pausing for a moment before dragging herself to her paws, and taking a slalom route through the buildings to reach the trio. All three were familiar in terms of names, even if she hadn’t had nearly enough interaction as she would have preferred. Now was the time for that though, she supposed, and so Nivata wandered over to sit down behind Jon in a space to support her size in order to listen to the tiger’s answer.
[I have to agree with Shakespeare – ‘tis a pretty name.] [/fancypost]