ever since the flood ; open / name change

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    She'd finally decided to acknowledge that she was probably not going to get much older than this.




    She'd died at this age and now she was technically alive again, but really she was an immortal angel. So she'd probably have this body forever, even though she was supposed to be over a year old.




    Drifting didn't know that she was actually aging, just very very slowly.




    Either way, she didn't feel like a puppy even if she looked like one. "Um.. hey guys, could you call me Driftingblossom.. or, I guess you can call me whatever but my name is Driftingblossom.." That felt a little better. She supposed.
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  • [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]"Driftingblossom?" Comicpaw would ask, his blue eyes focused on the pup whom he had just welcomed to the clan a while ago. How was she a fully named warrior already? Hell, he wasn't even a warrior yet. Rolling his shoulders in a way to dismiss his thoughts, the growing lion would blink his neutral blue gaze. "It's a nice name," said Co as he took a few steps closer to the femme and he'd nod his head. Yeah, it was a nice name for sure.
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  • [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]Honestly, it was pretty surprising.. Initially, anyhow. The servaline drew to a halt by Comicpaw, seating herself by his side and shifting her ashen orbs towards Dirft. "That's a very elegant name! Though, why have you decided to take it on this early?" Tama opted to inquire, out of a simple curiosity. She had come across immortals and supernatural entities often in the past, so it wasn't particularly uncommon for her to stumble across someone whom happened to pertain of a similar.. 'breed', she supposed - in this day and age, anyhow. Though, it was also very much possible that they had simply.. wanted to, maybe. That was a justifiable reason, too. Either way, the name Driftingblossom was quite the enchanting choice, and the servaline believed that it suited the pup, despite their seemingly youthful appearance.


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    It was very pretty she had to admit. Driftingblossom was a very unique name and she gave a warm smile as she made her way over to look at the child. She was accustomed to the whole apprentice warrior thing and it was a bit early. But it was the child's choice after all. "It's a beautiful name. Wonderful. And it's nice to meet you Drifting."


  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]"Driftingblossom!" Cheered Lostboy, looking down on the female with side eyes. It was good to have the female back, if this even was the Driftingpup she knew. Didn't that Driftingpup die? Eh, Lostboy didn't really know anymore. All she did know was that it was really good to have a warrior on their side, even if Driftingblossom didn't have the body of one, she definitely had the heart of one! And that was what mattered.


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    Variscite stepped forward and glanced at the others, greeting them with a twitch of his ears. He offered Driftingblossom a kind smile. "Driftingblossom is a lovely name." He mewed softly. The flower meanings of blossoms drifted up to his mind. "Time of renewal and fleeting nature of life" Variscite's smile grew softer. "It suits you."
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    She gave a soft smile out Of politeness and gratefulness of their compliments. Most of them seemed to have the question shebwas expecting on their minds. She didn't mind explaining, they didn't know her so it was natural that they didn't understand. "I'm technically seventeen months old, so I should be a warrior but I won't age past this age." It sucked, but even if she had the body of a child she could stand up for herself. She just didn't really want to because violence was off putting. Regardless she'd add in a quiet - despite being telepathic - "Thank you," as well because it was nice to know they liked her name. If Lostboy had voiced his thoughts she would've been confused, because the Driftingpup he was thinking of was actually someone else.
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    ♥ "[color=pink]Driftingblossom is a beautiful name, dee-dee!" Shelly purred, coming up beside her sister and nudging her gently. She opened her mouth to say more - mamma would be so proud of you but the words died in her throat.
    She wondered, then, how mamma was doing. If she was okay after...if she was lonely...is she knew...
    She wondered, then, too, what her own warrior name would be. Technically, she was also old enough for her full name - even if she also appeared to be seven months.
    She ahd lived, what, three short lifetimes? A deer, a tiger, and then back to herself. Barely a month, then a full five, then back to her again. She'd be right on the mark for her name.
    For her rank.
    Maybe she-
    She pressed a paw on Driftingpup's head, rubbing it in a gentle, but still very playful, nuggie, "[color=pink]Since you a warrior, you gotta teach me everything you know! And I dont want any excuses 'cus of your physical form~!
    " she giggled, eyes shinning warmly.♡
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