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    The small fawn scuffed a hoof across the ground, before gently calling out, "meet and greet... also feel free to ask any questions you want to," she spoke in a shy tone, flashing a nervous but sweet smile that matched her sweet voice and personality.

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width:420px; line-height:13px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana]given the fact that he had been absent during her joining, the fellow newcomer didn't recognize bubblewrap at all. he saw a fawn, young and petite, and only pieced together her unfamiliarity and still-foreign scent with her being new after she accounced a meet and greet, something he hadn't bothered doing after joining windclan. he somewhat wished he had, but he'd prefer to join social areas rather than attempting to form his own.


    the british turkish van equipped a cordial smile, deciding to greet her first and foremost. "hello!" he spoke with a falsely cheerful tone. "my name is daniel howell, though i'd much prefer dan. are you enjoying windclan thus far?" a cheesy question, he knew.

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    She was a little kid. B had a hard time remembering himself at that age, because he had, after all, been young, but personality wise, he doubted he'd changed much. He'd seen a few things since then, learned several others, except he was B then and he was B now. Not everyone was like that, though; he didn't know who she was, but he did wonder if that would change a few months from now, when she was older with more experience. Most people did, didn't they? At least a little. Win had, a lot. "Hey guys," he finally greeted, limping on over to the pair. "I'm Boypaw, but call me Boy, or just B. What's your name?"
    [spoiler=tags (05/05)][size=8]GENERAL
    Boypaw (Boywonder) Muzikant -- Guardian of WindClan -- Son of Volatiletimes and Neptuneblue -- Six months -- 1/2 Boysoldier/Winterwonder (brotp)


    [b]PHYSICALITY
    Charcoal lion (has yet to grow his mane) -- Cobalt eyes -- Fur is slightly disheveled almost constantly -- Hasn't matured physically, but has the beginnings of a lean and trim form (think gymnast or acrobat)


    [b]BATTLE TAGS
    Difficulty depends on opponent -- Relies on agility and surroundings -- Attack in [b][color=#1E90FF]bold #1E90FF     -- No kill or serious injury, PM for capture -- Friendly actions can be power played


    [b]BRIEF PERSONA
    Object in mirror is more irritable than it appears - Independent - Very observant - Friendly, for the most part, but unafraid of calling people out and may be too blunt for his own good - Talkative af - Lighthearted, though he can be a hardass

    "It's nice to meet you dan. And windclan is very nice," the fawn admitted, her ears flicking slightly. Her baby blue gaze landed on boypaw and the pink fawn flashed a shy smile. "I'm Bubblewrap, but you can call me bubbles for short," she introduced, her voice melody like in a sweet, soft way.

    [font=georgia]n o e l a n i


    [size=7pt]- welcome to the world of misfit toys -


    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Noelani did not recognise Bubblewrap, so instantly pranced over to the meeting. "Hey, I'm Noelani." She grinned at the stranger, her puppy-dog tail beating against the ground as she sat back on her spindly haunches.