Too much money, not enough time // open, disappearance.

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    All was peaceful in ColouredClan territory, but to Tobio it still seemed there was something wrong. As he stood near the border, looking out across the land and wondering what was wrong, he was completely blindsided. He didn't even get the chance to see the face of his attacker before his body hit the ground with a particularly loud thump. Within seconds, both the cougar and his attacker were gone, but there was evidence of an all-too-obvious scuffle. There were no scents other than that of the Bodyguard.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 360px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; font-family: broadway;]why was it that wherever he happened to go, it appeared that some sort of fight had taken place? honestly, he had come here originally thinking this would be a nice, safe place to live, yet now it was seeming to be the complete opposite, at least to him. while he had been a loner, he hadn't had to deal with the idea of being constantly hunted, but now, it seemed like that was a possibility, and one the kit wasn't too fond of.





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    Gideon came up behind the golden feline, looking over the same area with at first no interest. However as he took a double take and noticed that there seemed to have been a scuffle. The Blackblood moved forward to examine the area closer, the only thing evident at the scene being a shuffled and disturbed earth, and Tobio's scent. Fuck me.




    The obvious first choice was to head out and look for the guy, but with little evidence to know what had happened, where he was and the like made it hard to even pick a place to start. Perhaps he would simply look around Colouredclan's many biomes. Perhaps Tobio wasn't even gone?
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Given that a child was the first of individuals to arrive by the sign, Nighttales would also make his way over afterwards, briefly weaving his way between the kid and the jaded ferns, which lay trampled in what had likely been Tobio's attacker's wake. The situation drew dread to burn the back of his throat, though his demeanour remained distilled, and calm - observant, and studious.


    "Tobio.." Night felt the name whisk by his parted jaws, beneath his breath. His heterochromatic orbs skirted Gid's distressed frame, also. "No scent, huh." It seemed as if someone whom had taken Tobio, wished for their identity to have been remained obscured - much unlike most enemies, whom tended to flaunt their captures.


    "I'll check if anyone's still lingering nearby. I doubt it, but there's no harm in trying." The Commander would add, tone somewhat withheld, despite the concerned tightening of his chest within. Not Tobio.. The other hadn't been around too often lately, sure, but they were a familiar face, to the Commander. They were someone whom Nighttales regarded as a comrade, even with their often-brooding countenance.


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