CRYBABY — joining; o

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]"Mhmm." It was not a purposeful mumbling that left the lolita's maw; it was a natural response to his craving for food — no, hunger for candies, oh, how wonderful it would be if there were any! — and his boredom that was vividly visible in his aura. When one of his closest friend had told him to pursue his happiness once upon a time, it indeed had sounded like a splendid idea. He had been sick of training others with an attempt to make the best out of them in martial arts while he had had to manage disciplining himself so he could be a successful next-in-line family head. All for power and future prosperity, but as of his nature, he adored kawaii stuff. Let it be animal plushies, candies, cakes, and anything that opposed the manliness he ought to show outside. Once his father had warned him about his desires; it had been rather of a threat about how his little brother, who was unfortunately way taller than Honey was, could take away the promised title. That day Mitsukuni had promised himself to work even harder, letting go of little things in life that mattered the most to access the true power.

Absolute power was not the phsyical one. A friend had told him. It was how you lived till breathing for the last, and only oneself could lead his own path. Mitsukuni had been inspired then, chocolate gazes sparkling with the thought of accessing desserts and plushies.

All were what had urged the tiny Golden Retriever to leave his familiar territory behind with the plushies he admired the most. He was walking with the smallest of steps, head turning from side to side to ensure his own safety — which was quite of an habit — as he felt like weeping. Although he was already one year old, his appearance was a child's and expectedly, his voice was as soft as silk and resembling once again a puppy's. The Honey martial arts expert wondered when his journey would end or where while he was hugging a plushie and hoped for a fortunate miracle to happen so he would not be lost no more.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]"Hmm?" The golden canine lifted his chin in an attempt to see the much larger feline. It did not seem like he was afraid of bigger creatures as no sign of hesitance could be read in his eyes. Instead, as soon as his bright optics met the femme, a childish smile was put on his maw. Great, this stranger had offered her paw to help, and maybe she could be his first friend around. Considering he had no idea that he might have crossed a certain territory, it was the wisest choice to ask about the location first.

Paws wrapped around the pink bunny toy, he nodded in return. "What is this place, Para-chan?" His tone was too sweet, and if it was some sort of a caricature or an anime, there would be pink flower petals soaring around his petite body. Although his priority was to find a place he could call home, a part of his brain nudged him to ask about desserts as well. As if it had been a reaction to his own thoughts, his stomach grumbled and the little adult frowned for a second. "I'd like to join. My name is Mitsukuni, but Honey is okay, too." His smile turned into a cheeky one.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]Arcadian Clan? The name sounded striking enough, and courteous members who greeted him were enough reasons to make him stay. Besides, he was surprised of the fact that Elizabeth spared polite address for the small canine — since Mitsukuni as a name was quite confusing, everyone ended up with the nickname Honey, and no one actually took him serious till he turned into beast mode. Land looked promising, and the domestic canine felt no threat. Nodding briskly, he was about to kindly skip the offer, but then again his stomach grumbled once more. "Err, Liza-chan, do you have any sweets in here?" With the mention of the confectionary, his eyes gleamed. Mitsukuni had grown, being taught of well manners, but then again he was a part of this family and formality was not necessary for the time being.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]It had been silent for a few moments, only the exchange of glances remained, and in fact, it offered him enough time to spot the dodging femme before she made it closer. Patiently, in anticipation, he awaited her introduction since she had already taken the lolita boy's attention — and it could be easily read in his gleaming eyes as if he had just watched a circus show, Quietriot appeared that astonishing. Dipping his head, slowly as he acknowledged her presence, he was awe-struck. He had always been a soul that found anything impressive, but the energy of the female could not be unseen. "Quiet-chan, nice to meet you!" He exclaimed, eyes disappearing once again under an eye smile. His guts told him that they could be great friends in the future; she sure was not quiet at all as he rname suggested. Maybe he should have gone with Riot-chan. "Pretty," He pointed at the ribbon with his front paw; was there any chance that he could find cupcakes underneath? Possibly not, but maybe some NPCs knew how to bake — meanwhile, Honey did think ribbon looked even prettier on her head.
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