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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:none; width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify;]It was safe to say that adjusting to this new life-- taking on a corporeal form, living in a clan... it was all just as difficult as he imagined it would be. He didn't want to be on Earth, he didn't want to interact with others. Everything was new and confusing. So much so that Xenon decided to just ignore it all.


    For example, today he could be found taking a walk and trying to navigate the territory on his own. It was somewhat relaxing. Not having to keep reintroducing himself to people he'd never met was a nice change of pace.


    Though, of course, that small amount of relaxation he had finally been able to have was interrupted. A bird, of all things, had decided that flying in a safe, clear path was boring, and just had to fly right in front of wear Xe was walking. It was only inches from his face, close enough to feel the breeze from it's wings ruffle his fur.


    "AH!" A yelp escaped his lips as he jumped back from the unexpected encounter. And then, as if this hadn't been bad enough, he toppled over in the process. Ow. He sat himself up, shook his head to get rid of any accumulated dirt, and let out a loud sigh, a pout appearing on his face. How could anyone like being here?


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    (sorry bout the shorter post, i have a bit of a headache rn)
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:none; width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify;]The already surprised elkhound soon found himself jumping again (though it was less a jump, and more an odd jerky motion considering he'd slumped into a seated position). Quickly gathering himself and standing back up, he'd turn to face whoever had spoken.


    "I'm fine," he grunted, "as fine as one could be after you nearly fall flat on your face because that thing decided to fly way lower than usual." He nodded in the general direction that the bird had flown off to, dusting himself off at the same time. Did it count as lower than usual? They were on floating islands, so maybe not, but that was a whole concept he didn't want to get into.


    Now, Xe was no expert on reading social cues or other's emotions. That was one of his faults, really, that not paying attention to mortal life for billions of years had led to. But still, it wasn't that difficult to see that Ghostpaw was trying to smother some amusement towards the scene he'd made. "Less entertaining when you're the one falling," he assured the other, giving a small, hardly noticeable smirk.


    "...Have we met before? I'm not sure I know your name."


    //no worries, pal! equal length posts aren't a set expectation for me lol


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    He noticed a subtle twitch of this canine's lip, though could not tell whether it qualified as a smirk. One one hand, it was similar to one, but on the other hand, he had almost missed it in the first place, and he had been looking right at him. In response to the comment he heard, the feline retorted, "Trust me, I'd be laughing a lot more if I had fallen over because of a bird." Yeah, maybe he was kind of teasing now, but he was allowed to have a little bit of fun, right?


    Then the other spoke for the third time, and he acknowledged what he had said, nodding thoughtfully. "I don't think we have, so it makes sense for you to not be able to recall my name." He took a seat after moving a few quick steps forward, grooming his fur for a short pause before eventually making the decision to introduce himself. "I'm Ghostpaw Mikaelson."


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