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    [i]sven     ★ male he/him ☆ pansexual [color=#8C001A]★ [color=white]serval [color=#8C001A]☆ [color=white]windclan [color=#8C001A]★ [color=white]15 moons


    [justify][color=#8C001A]★ ☆[color=white] - sven had waken up pretty late this morning, but all the better for him. he got up, and headed to a shady spot to sit for a bit. the serval was in a good mood today, and the light breeze that ruffled his fur made him feel even more peaceful. almost friendly. that was pretty rare for him. maybe today he could make his- gasp- very first friend. he didn't really know that many people, due to his sarcasm and bad attitude and his comstant attempt of avoiding everyone, collectively. but it was okay, most of the time. okay, maybe sometimes he got lonely. but the stubborn male would never admit that.


    [color=#8C001A]★ ☆[color=white] - sorry abt that title i'm not good @ naming things aa ;n;


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    Jettison's sleeping habits were, well, completely erratic. Sometimes he'd wake up at six in the morning. Sometimes three in the afternoon. Today was one of those days where he had been up since at least five. And there - there was someone to talk to! He was nearly bored out of his mind just wandering around. A new face was always good! Darting over to the stranger, Jettison got almost... uncomfortably close, sticking his face right near Sven's, and grinning to show yellowed crooked teeth. "Helllllo there! I'm Jettison - but you can call me Jettison, or Jet, or Jetti!"




    //ack, sorry this took so long, i was busy for a while!!




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