cool beans -- open, matt needed

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    [justify]Lydia had said that they were allowed to invite anyone that they wanted, and he wanted to invite Matt. Since the Elite and SunClan were neutrals, the mountain lion figured that no one else would be offended if they weren't invited. "Hey guys, my name's Matthias, I'm from the Elite." He had a dual alliance with BloodClan, but he'd noticed not very many people liked BloodClan. "We're hosting a Friendsgiving event, and I wanted to invite Matt, if any of you know him and could let him know, that would be great." He wasn't really sure what else to say, honestly. The event wasn't up yet, but he'd let his friend know when it was.



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    [x]matthias | matt
    [x]biromantic bisexual (closeted) | male preference
    [x]roughly 2 years old
    [x]elite member & bloodclan first tier


    social
    [x]single
    [x]no crush
    [x]½ The Matts
    [x]npc x npc | generation 1


    physical
    [x] traditional mountain lion
    [x]brown eyes
    [x]health: 100%
    [x]major injuries: none
    [x]minor injuries: none


    interaction
    [x]medium difficulty
    [x]no offensive powers
    [x]vulnerable to physical & mental attacks
    [x]may powerplay peaceful / nonviolent actions
    [x]attack in bold white
    [x]biography
    [x]plot thread

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 430px; color: #ff8080;][justify]"Matt. I'm not sure I know of a Matt that stays here." Maybe she had just missed him or maybe she just wasn't too aware of everyone that was here. Though she was a bit...on edge that and Elitist was here upon the border. At least she was aware of those that were in anticlans and who they were now. As she limped her way forward her eyes shifted over the other before she sat down and lifted up a paw to scratch at her neck a bit. "But I'm sure whoever that is would like the invite." She spoke with a small tone of curiosity before she looked away and back at the territory.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;font-family:arial;font-size:9pt;width:450px;]Like Rukia, Joseph hadn't heard of a Matt here in SunClan. Then again, the small kitten hardly knew anyone here. Shuffling over, Joey made his way to settle at the SunClan leader's paws. His small body curled up beside the leopard's massive paws. "What does he look like?"


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    Matt shot Rukia a somewhat harsh glance as he slipped over on light paws, almost offended at her lack of knowledge. She had been there when he had joined. She had been the one that had informed him of the whole anti-clan rule that these guys had going on. To hear that she did not even remember who he was was quite irritating and he would be blatantly lying if he said that it did not irk him. Leader or not, he would treat them equally like how he would react to anyone else. He would not want them to be all defensive because he gave them superior treatment, now did he? However, despite his brief glaring, he was quick to pick up a cheery demeanor in mere seconds as his crystal blue orbs flicked over onto the other male.


    He took a brief few seconds to drink in the male's new appearance, at first caught off guard by their change in looks although he swiftly regained his perky mindset and bounced straight into dialogue with no second thoughts. "Mountain lion? Nice" he purred with a swish of his tail, ears perked slightly as he craned his neck to peer into the Matt One's own dark brown eyes. A delighted glimmer was confined in his bright blue orbs as he regarded his friend with a bright grin playing on his lips, curling at the corners of his mouth slightly. "Hmm, Friendsgiving? And you want little ol' me to accompany you? Well, Matt. It'd be my pleasure" the brown and white feline chimed in response after absorbing the words spoken by the Elitist, making a rather flamboyant gesture with his paw in addition to his words, grin not faltering at all.