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    Rabbitkit found it rather hard to make friends. He had his fair share of acquaintances, sure, but true friendship continued to elude him. Maybe it was because he was so young. No grown up wanted to hang around with a dumb kid, and the rather goofy looking kit was no exception. He didn't know very many others his age either.


    Ah well. He managed fine on his own anyways. He didn't mind being by himself, in fact he was on the introverted side and he prefered it at times. But it got so...boring after awhile. Currently, the tabby was lying outside the big grocery store, rolling a small rubber ball back and forth between his paws. His eyes were narrowed in concentration as he rolled the ball along the bumpy asphalt surface. He mistimed a swipe and the ball rolled past his outstretched paw and down the length of the parking lot. Rabbitkit watched it go with a frown. "Aw man, not again." he grumbled to himself. "I need to work on my technique."

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 90px; min-height: 100px][align=center][font=Monotype Corsiva][size=11pt]Selfdestruction ☠☠☠
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid red; border-left: 5px solid #5E4830; border-bottom: 0px solid red; border-right: 0px solid red; width: 260px; min-height: 250px][justify][font=Palatino Linotype][color=black]"Yeah, looks like you do, kid." Sel was still on the young side, and was actually a pretty family-oriented gal. But she should not be trusted with children, especially without someone mature and responsible present. "Hey kid, I got a special talent. I can summon balls." Stop. "Among other things." Stop. "Watch." She waved her paw because she was showy af, and the ball appeared in her paw. "Ta da." Grinning, she held it out to Rabbitkit.
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    "'Among other things,'" the lion quoted in his smooth drawl, mouth quirking around the syllables. Interpreting the creature's commentary in a deviant frame of mind was effortless, but he did hope the intention was not so, for the only audience truly receiving the remark was a child, and as a father, he was rather uppity about that sort of thing. It was humorous, cataloguing the many alterations of habit that occurred following the transition to parenthood- although the thoughts were not without their acerbic sting, and he left them alone, where it better suited him. "That isn't your only source of entertainment, is it?" It seemed dreadfully boring, but perhaps he was fond of the little ball.
    [align=center][spoiler=tags | updated 6/5][justify][i]general:
    Dorian Pavus | Thirty-four months | Ages real-time | Homosexual | Single, recovering*[size=8px](see other)[/size] | Former leader of BoneClan | Current member of The Brotherhood


    [i]appearance:
    Melanistic lion | Transvaal lion | Stormy gray eyes | Dark, ebony freckles beneath his eyes | Fit, but not overly muscular | Very well-groomed | Left ear is pierced twice, earrings are not always worn | Wears various fragrances (cinnamon, vanilla, cocoa etc.) | Eyes are lined with kohl


    [i]personality:
    Sophisticated | Particular | Typically combats gravity with humor | Scholarly | Very much a bookworm | Purposely flippant, but a deeply caring individual | Extroverted | Has a tendency to hide behind his charisma | Incredibly obstinate | Fears temptation | Confident


    [i]battle interaction:
    Engages quickly, and rarely backs down though will flee if need be | Uses fire ability most often | Physically and mentally difficult | Wields a staff | Attack in bold #8C7853 or [color=#548B54][b]bold #548B54
    | No kill, request capture, reasonable injury attempts permitted


    [b][i]other:
    *- Former love deceased/missing | Slips into Tevene when stressed or cursing | Likes to throw things | The sort to pull pigtails when fond of someone | May say what he doesn't mean to hide what he does

  • [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; height: auto]Differingcub appeared, a bored look on his features. "There are other ways to spend your time than batting around that useless ball, ya know," he stated rather rudely, taking a seat near those gathered.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 90px; min-height: 100px][align=center][font=Monotype Corsiva][size=11pt]Selfdestruction ☠☠☠
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  • [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; height: auto]The male rolled his eyes at Sel, but didn't argue, simply plopped down and glared at the stupid ball. Yes, it would always be stupid, or useless, or dumb in his eyes.

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    //is late to my own thread lmao...


    The obvious innuendo went completely over the innocent tom's head, but his face lit up at the sight of the magically appearing ball. He swatted it from Sel's paw, knocking it to the ground and planting a paw on it to keep it from rolling away. "Whoa, how'd you do that?" he said in awe.


    He turned his attention towards Dorian and Differingcub, tipping his head to the side. They seemed to be questioning his method of keeping himself entertained. "It's fun!" he replied. "Besides, there isn't a whole lot of other stuff to really do around here. And it's educational...like Sel said!" Yeah he was totally learning about physics. Totally.