MORNING SMOKE || m+g with origami (inactivity return-ish?)

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    Ahh, she'd been far too scarce in her appearances around here, and though it happened to everyone once in a while, Mids was the type to be too hard on herself for it. So with her trusty little origami book (which was unfortunately in another language) and several sheets of paper, she sat outside and called, "Uh... meet and greet? I mean, it's not a real meet and greet, but I'm sure I missed some of the people who've joined recently and I want to know who you are! I'm Midnightpaw, and- oh! I'll also try to fold your animal species with these pieces of paper."
    Hopefully that was enough to spice things up. Little paper figures of the clan were going to be a hit! Or so she hoped.


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    peaches padded over slowly, wishing she hadn't been the first to come to the meet-and-greet. the she sat down and gave midnightpaw a smile. "hello midnightpaw!" now that she had been welcomed, she was slowly but surely returning into that caring she once was. "it's nice to meet you. though i think we might've met when i joined." she added, hesitantly.


    peaches tail flicked as she looked at the pieces of paper mids held. "um, how are you going to make a cat out of paper?" the feline raised a paw to point at the paper; tilting her head to the side. she was genuinely curious as she was with everything. everything was genuine when it came to how she felt. she expressed her emotions so freely it was hard to tell that she wasn't as happy as she seemed to be.
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    It was true, he hadnt seen much of Midnightpaw but that was okay. Everyone has their to-do lists and honestly Gideon hadnt been the most social as of recent. As long as the femme didn't leave the clan like some of his other friends, he was sure to be a-okay. So it was extra fantastic when his gaze met Mid's, beckoning him over with the promise of little paper folding crafts.




    When he approached, he made an attempt to rub the fur on the kitsune's head with a fond smile. "Good morning," his voice was low, as always, but cheery all the same. He looked towards Peaches and added, "to the both of you. What's all this set up here, mates?"
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    "Nikolas Klaus. Just Nik is fine." he stated, padding to the meeting circle with an expression of 'I could care less'. He was certainly curious on how she would fold the paper, however.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] Pastelcub had seen a lot of meet and greets in just a few days of being four months old, and she had been contemplating doing one for herself. It would be a nice way to meet more Colouredclan.


    The fluffy little Siberian tiger padded over to Midnightpaw and took a seat. "Hi there, I'm Pastelcub!" She chirped. "I don't think I've ever seen you before,"[size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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    To Peaches, she couldn't help but give a sheepish smile. "Oh, uh... I don't think so," she hummed, though she wouldn't put it past her forgetful mind to have approached the light-colored domestic and forget whatever interaction they had. Mids could remember the most irrelevant detail and yet forget the most important issues at hand. She was too chicken to ask for her name now, so she'd have to resort to just saying, 'Hey!' until she heard someone else speak the feline's name. To Peaches and Gideon, she allowed a tinge of wryness to reenter her smile. "You'll see," she yipped, glancing at the both of them before looking down at her paper. Oh, hey, didn't she have some colored ones back at the house...? Thinking that she did, she sprung to her paws and yipped, "I'll be right back!" before darting into the building behind her.




    When she returned, she was met with the sight of Nikolas and Nighttales. "Oh, nice to meet you!" she'd greet the canine after depositing her new colored papers. She began to work on Peaches's form, flipping through her book until she reached the section on cats. Bah, wrong origami book, she supposed. The figures here were too, er, two-dimensional, so she'd found some more advanced origami books to learn from. In English. She remembered how to do this, didn't she?




    The feline figurines carried the same shape, though the papers were different colors depending on her friends' fur coats. She'd draw on their own expressions based on how she perceived them, whether happy, smug, wry, or serious. And so on. In between crafts, she'd answer her mentor's question. "I've been alright- just busy!" Busy doing what, she sometimes didn't know for sure, but it was true. Somehow. In addition to Nighttales's little feline craft, she tore small pieces of brown paper and taped them lightly to his head for the 'horns'. Naturally, she drew on that usual blithe smile of his, and a sad pencil stroke on his chest for a scar, though she didn't emphasize it that much.




    Oh, Pastelcub. It was funny, yet true, because when Mids had seen Pastelcub newly born, she couldn't open her eyes. But now... they sure did grow up fast, didn't they? Ew, that was something a parent was supposed to say.
    What her dad was supposed to say about her. But he didn't.
    "I've been busy, that's why," she explained with a guilty smile. "Nice to meet you, anyway!"




    When Vol showed up, she had to do a double-take as she reached for a green sheet of paper. She hadn't been present when they returned to the clan, so upon seeing them, her whole expression brightened. It was always good to have members return, but Vol had surprised the little kitsune, and that made it much more exciting. "Vol, you're back!" she yipped excitedly. Maybe this whole meetup thing was getting her too excited, but for now, she was okay with that. She simply gave eager nods at the female's questions, carefully ripping a thin strip of pink paper and loosely tying it as a bow around the paper figurine's neck when she was finished.


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    LMAO HOLY SMOKES THAT WAS A LOT


    HERE is the cat origami reference
    HERE is the dog origami reference (lmao it's probably not the right breed but that's all she can make for now)

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    "Howdy, Midnightpaw and all of y'all, I guess... Name's Frightfur," a pale and partially mechanical serval came wandering over with wide feral eyes. He knew Midnightpaw but that didn't mean he refused to come to the meet and greet entirely. Plus, there were others he did not know as well, like the little cutie tigress Pastelcub and Nikolas the lanky canine with the uncommitted stare.



    His eyes traced the origami figures the kitsune was making of her clanmates. Somewhere she had mentioned this was one of her talents but he had never seen her practice it before.


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    Glancing up as she scrambled for another sheet of paper, she replied to the captain, "O-Oh, it's nice to see you too!" Just then, a thin, sharp pain assaulted her paw pad, and she visibly winced. "Ahh, [size=6pt]a papercut...[/size] [size=5pt]I hate papercuts...[/size]" She would soothe the short laceration with a couple swift licks before returning to what she'd set herself out to do.
    There was a mini-Curt, which she placed among the others. Now to work on... oh.
    "Hi, Frightfur!" she'd greet the captain. Goshdarn, his figuring would take a while, no doubt. Perhaps she'd come back to him after working on Jess's figure. Giggling at the other fem's praise, she'd reply, "Oh- it's nice to see you again, too..."
    Valley fold, mountain fold- prop up the legs...
    Mids would finish Jessie's figurine with a streak of her pink highlighter atop the paper craft's head. She considered putting Jessie's so called 'birthmark' on her, but once she recalled how reluctant the other had been when Mids mentioned it, she decided it was best not to. She could pretend she forgot to put it on, though everyone had noticed Jessie had that mark at this point.
    Now for Frighty. After folding his kitty figure, she'd color his front legs black for the metal parts, wrinkling her nose at the harsh scent of her sharpie. The claws were too small and troublesome to add, so she didn't do it. She tore off a strip of black paper and wrote 'Bite Me' delicately on it before loosely tying it around the figu-
    Goshdarnit, it had ripped. She repeated that process again, brows furrowed in frustration, before sitting back with a relieved smile. There!


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -10px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt]She watched her with gentle eyes and smiled as the time passed. "I always come back, don't I?" The wolf finally said with a chuckle. Midnight was such a good friend, and to see her happy always made her heart swell up with the warmth of a mother.
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    Midnightpaw. Now Pastelgalaxies couldn't place a date on the last time she had interacted with the apprentice, but she remembered her clearly. Stifling a cough, the femme trotted over with a half-hearted grin. "Hey, Midnightpaw." She greeted. If she wasn't feeling as poorly as she currently was, she would have said more or been more enthusiastic.
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    [align=center][size=3][font=segoe ui light]another FRIGHT another SCREAM[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid black; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; border-bottom: 1px solid white; font-family: georgia; color: lightskyblue; margin-top: -11px; font-size: 11pt; width: 389px]▫ another broken, rotting dream ▫[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]


    At first, Fright didn't think he'd get to see her make one of himself. While that normally wouldn't bother him, inwardly he never wanted to feel left out and something so subtle as that would leave his head reeling for at least an hour. Yet, she came back to him and soon he was watching the dark kitsune build a little serval out of folded paper.


    It was a peculiar talent, definitely nothing he had seen in this life or his past human life before. When the paper collar broke he whined, "Mid...! You broke my bling."


    Yet, soon she had corrected the mistake and the childish soldier released his held breath. "Ah...it's like a mini me. Say, how do you learn to do that so well?" he muttered with some degree of happiness.



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    チェス・ベル[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#000; border: none; width: 450px; box-shadow: 0px 0px 12px -1px rgb(0, 0, 0); min-height: 130px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px; text-align: justify; color:#c9cddf; font-size: 10.4px; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 3px solid #9da8d7; height: 100px; width: 80px; margin-top:5px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/DYStkK6.png); background-position: center; background-size: cover; float: left; margin-right: 9px; margin-bottom: 3.2px;][/fancypost]She remembered Midnightpaw. She still considered her to be 'Misery Girl', but Chess didn't seem to hold any grudges against her clanmate. In fact, the noblewoman expected the apprentice to become angry with her the moment she opened her mouth. Her personal experiences with emotional individuals hadn't been pleasant, thinking back to when Loverspaw and Blackpaw had been members who had never handled her somewhat 'innocent' comments well. But she wasn't about to be disheartened thinking about everything that could go wrong when she communicated with her clanmate. She herself didn't dislike Midnightpaw, and the blackblood was offering little paper figurines. She wanted to know how that worked. Chess loved being given new decorations for her abode, especially when they were custom-made by her clanmates. What Midnightpaw was offering probably wasn't anything fancy, but if it looked decent Chess would probably take it. She wasn't completely cruel, although she wasn't afraid to turn down Midnightpaw's offering if she disliked how it looked.


    The vampiress halted beside Curtaincall, giving the other captain a small smile. She was thankful everyday that her fellow captain wasn't completely stuffy. Neither of them really were, which caused her to enjoy their presence more than ever. Even though she might have chosen to seat herself beside Curtaincall over Frightfur. She didn't really communicate with the male who acted as her mentor, so there wasn't really a bond between them. Chess was fond of him, but very little else. But otherwise, she focused on Midnightpaw, watching her fold the figurines resembling the first arrivals intently before looking up at Midnightpaw herself and beaming. "Do one of me! They're so cute!" there was no please involved. She could almost imagine the voice of her former companion lecturing her on her rudeness, but Chess was rather free-spirited at the moment. She was technically free of duty as a progenitor for the time being, and could simply enjoy herself interacting with creatures like her clanmates.


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    Mids often wasn't sure how she felt about Chess. She was always really chipper and happy, and in times like these, Mids could use a bit of joking and playful people to add some spice to her life. Then, of course, there were more often than not instances where Chess just... couldn't keep her thoughts to herself. The blackblood often debated whether or not she should yell at the captain, though miraculously, she'd held her tongue thus far. With a smile at Chess's eager and excited tone, she sifted through her paper until she located a darker grey one to work with. It took her a couple minutes longer, but she finally finished the figurine. She had to look back up awkwardly several times at the vampiress to try to replicate any other markings or accessories she had on as accurately as she could. Mids was good at copying drawings, but she wouldn't forge anything for her life. It was a lot harder to copy someone else's handwriting, after all. She was all about the details.
    Eventually, she finished, and when she did, she proudly pushed forward the mini-Chess, beaming with pride at her own little creation.


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    info — updated 10/17/16