WE DON'T OWN OUR HEAVENS }} open, meet and greet

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Zarifa drifts over. "Hello. I am Zarifa. Pleasure- " She says simply, glancing around. "I just call my creator 'The creator'."

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Another Pastel? Cool! The albino femme trotted over to where the child was located. A lilac blanket was draped around her small form, and she carried a box of strawberry pocky in her mouth. Setting down the candy, Pas gazed at the unfamiliar youth with a grin on her face. "Yo. I'm Pastelgalaxies, but you can call me Pas." She greeted, which was followed by a soft sneeze.
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[sub]☾ "Hello there, Pastel," Greymatter purred. The two had seen each other at her sister's meet-and-greet so the tiger cub should recognize who she was.

It was a bit odd looking up at her niece, as the tiger cub was already starting to tower her domestic feline aunt. Grey couldn't imagine her and White together as children--she was probably almost the size of White's paw!

"In regards to relations, your mother Whitegold is my sister and we had...three other siblings at one point. Your grandmother Lullabysong is our mother."

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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 was almost ready to start squealing as if she truly was a little girl. She often saw kits, especially the ones belonging to Greymatter. But this little girl was even larger. She was gorgeous. Chess adored her upon sight, although this was the case for most youth who stepped into her path of sight. They usually had lovable personalities and their tiny bodies were absolutely irresistible. She didn't know who Whitegold was, but she didn't care. If someone didn't claim their sons or daughters, Chess would probably be eager to adopt them. It wasn't just because she loved them so passionately. She had been adopted by an Exiler, and she'd absolutely loved it. It was as close as she got to compassionate when she was willing to adopt others for the sake of knowing from personal experience that it was pleasant to have someone who loved you. Chess couldn't even remember the names of her biological parents. In fact, she didn't even remember she had parents. She didn't envy those who did though. She was content with her current state of living.

The female dashed in rapidly, skidding to a sharp halt close to Pastelcub and then attempting to wrap the tiger into a hug, blushing in happiness as she tried to do so. "Whoever keeps bringing these adorable things into the clan, please don't stop! Look at the little wings!" she glanced at Greymatter as she mentioned being related to them. "Really? You guys are forming a family tree? I want cousins now! These little things are so cute though!" although she was certainly rather excited over the tiger cub, she would eventually release the creature and step back, brushing any loose strands of light orange fur off her gloves as she proceeded to speak in a more calm fashion, still smiling but more composed after finding her sense of self-control from somewhere deep inside herself. "Anywho, I'm Chess Belle! Call me Chess, call me Chess Belle, or call me Mrs Belle! Or whatever else you might want to call me, although it's kind of hard to make a suitable nickname out of the name Chess. Maybe I should change that?" she'd changed her birth surname, but she'd kept her first name due to liking it. Perhaps she needed to release such emotional ties.

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"I'm glad to see you're getting to know everyone." Whitegold felt a sudden rush of nostalgia over her daughter's zealous introduction of herself. Whitegold had been a mirror image of that. Happy, cheerful...but then again, she'd bee a cub then. The mother cracked a smile, and sat down next to her excited daughter.

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"Pleasure, and thank you." Zarifa likes curious souls like Pastelcub. "Each time I die, my body gets a new feature, including this tail. On my former bodies I had shimmery scales and mandrigosa flower petals around my neck which were linked to my body."

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[sub]☾ She doesn't seem to be to happy with Grey's presence and the feline suppresses a frown at this. It was true, she wasn't as outgoing as she had been as a kit. Or at least...that's what Whitegold had described her to be. She was quieter, but still friendly and welcoming. She was much older and weary than the young carefree cub--perhaps that was the disconnect.

"That's correct." Greymatter gave a smile, "My kits Mudkit, Flashkit and Cottencandykit are your cousins as well. I'm not sure where they scampered off to...hopefully somewhere out of trouble."

She shakes her head amusedly at that last part.

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Wandering around Kidan no - kit had seen a group of animals gathering and talking, Again. Now don't get the wrong idea, Kidan was all up for meeting new people and expanding their vocabulary, it was just that introducing themself seemed to take too much energy, almost the amount as walking. Though standing up from his warm spot Kidan decided it would be better to interact then to not to. Padding over to the group the Siberian Tiger gave glance to the others that had arrived. Most were female. "Hey Pastelcub..." Bah, nicknames were hard to remember, so they usually just used formal names.
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"Death is a mortal's construction. It does not exist." She explained more deeply. The light didn't falter in Zarifa's distant oculars. In addition, her vocals sounded dreamy when spoke. "Life will never perish. You are and have experienced every instance of so called life. In the end, we're all the same, just occupying vessels for awhile."