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    Well, John had adventures to go on, things to see, people to meet. And yet, he found himself again and again drawn in by BlizzardClan. He wasn't sure what it was, but he went with it. It had to have been a good thing, no sane person went back to a place they hated.


    He was simply relaxing in the camp the day of his rather quiet return, chewing on a stick he found. Not too thin so he'd end up breaking it, and not too thick to break his jaw instead. Right in the middle.


    He watched the other BlizzardClanners pass by, talking about things and what to do for the day. He even saw a couple or two being cute and all that. Great.


    He yawned, feeling a bit drowsy.


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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]Ah, she was truly glad to see John around again. The servaline had been just about to pass by, but the sound of teeth clamping down on wood had alerted her to his presence; she was glad that it had, too. "Ah, John!" She'd greet, a smile forming her maw, as she made her way towards the canine. "It's good to see you again! How are you?"


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    Andykit trailed aimlessly behind Tama, and as always, he was nibbling on his bottom lip. It was instinctual, especially when he was anxious. His neck was clad in a black bandana, his face streaked with black war-paint. His smoky eyes would lock onto John, but the kitten didn't speak. He didn't care to right now. No doubt that he would say something later, but for now he couldn't summon the energy. Instead, the rocker just stared.



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    Had he met John already? He didn't think so... Or at least they hadn't talked a lot. Which meant now was the time to say hello, he guessed. "Hello" the wolf barked as he came to a stop next to Andykit. He was worried about him, in a way, but he wasn't sure if he had to say something about it or not. Deciding not to risk it, he simply followed the kitten's example and looked up at the older canine, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. So he had been gone for sometime? Hopefully nothing too bad had happened then...

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    Well, you got the name. Pleasure's all mine." He did a dramatic little bow, just because he could, and took a look at the other two. So there was the emo kid and a wolf puppy. Cool, cool. "John, if you didn't catch it."


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    [size=8]Someone new; and another dog, to boot. Sojourner was pleased. Soft black ears perking the white-bellied collie trotted over, his tail sweeping back and forth as he dropped into a play bow, growling softly and feigning forward as if he was about to steal John's stick. He said nothing, merely hoped that this attempt at good canine roughhousing would go well. He hoped he wasn't coming off as overly frivolous or forward; in all honesty, he just wanted to play, adult or not. Play was important, right?

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    Poe noticed John was back and grinned to himself before bounding over. John made up part of the Hamilsquad, and Poe was quite fond of the other canine. He was pretty cool. As he approached, the combatant couldn't help but laugh a little. "Look out, John! There's a thief on the loose!"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px;]"John, hello," Alex says, forcing a grin that doesn't quite reach his eyes. He observes the playful approach Sojourner makes, and a second smile, softer and more genuine this time, curls on his maw. It turns into a pensive half-grimace as he speaks again. "It's good to see you."
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    Someone else joined the group and he looked up at the sound of a familiar voice. "Alex! Hey man, how're-" He noticed how he wasn't...he didn't know how to describe it. He looked a little down, he guessed. It had to have been something more than that, but he just couldn't find the words for it. Never had been very good at that, but he knew when someone was a little off. "Hey...you alright there?"


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: -1px;]"Yes, yes, I'm fine," he says, trying to brush it off with a valiant grin. "Rough few days. How are you, John?"
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    "N-Nice to meet you! I'm Storm" the wolf replied as he offered the canine a smile, quite sure he hadn't met him yet. Seeing he had introduced himself, it probably meant John hadn't seen him yet. That was good, very good.