Embracing life means accepting death: Open + JOINING

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    "I grow board of the waiting, it is time we started the chasing," Wolf's tone was getting impanient, snapping their wooden jaws together as they lowered their head next to lambs ear. "We have your scent" "and not your name" lamb finished the sentence, their voice encoing off after that silence ensued, maybe someone would come out to greet them?
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    / WHISPER!! HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


    luckily, pitiful had not been sleeping much that night - so he was able to hear the voices at the borders. some nights he wasn't able to sleep, but it was honestly fine. but anyway, the tom tilted his head slightly as he looked at the two, not sure what to think of them." name and business...? " he had heard them saying stuff, but was sure they didn't say anything that had to do with joining. the tom scratched behind his ear, waiting for a response from them.

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    [size=14]White Dragon • Blue Eyes
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    [align=center][size=8][font=andale mono][color=grey][glow=black,2,300]Dual Member(Blackheart Rogues and Exiles) • Medium • Austere Eternite x Cosentino
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    [Justify][Font=andale mono][size=10]"Well you guys are creepy as fuck." Weird, how just a little bit ago Ululare had been having a conversation with Lacework about how the Blackheart Rogues was a sheep and he needed to tear the sheep open to get the evil ones within... And now a sheep arrives on the border with a mind that seems to be attached with that of a wolf. Ugh. Wolf. What Ululare wouldn't give to be in a wolf body again.


    "Well you won't get my name until I know what you guys are doing on the border." He said with a flat tone. Creepy, but they wouldn't scare the dragon.

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    "There is a moon tonight, no longer hidden from our view." The wolf's great pink tounge lolled out of their mouth as they gave a cookid grin. "We are here to join these lands, in an alliance that would benifit both sides of the party." Lamb replied fineally, looking towards the first who had apprached them, their eyes tilting curiously at the dragon who stood there beside them, Ululare's coment not recongized by the lamb, but wolf seemed to instead take to it. a laugh comeing from his mouth. "We will not chase you, for it is not our pourpus here."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt]Chase them- chase them? That didn't sound good at all, but she didn't mind this time. Instead she was fascinated by the two and the way they spoke, even if one could interpret them to be nothing more than insane.
    "Then hello.. I'm Azys, where do you come from?"     Despite her excitement she stayed back slightly next to Ululare, watching them from more of a distance. Although they were interesting, the newcomers still looked like trouble, and so she'd stay away from them for the time being.


    //heey, whisper! c:


    tags 17th Nov.

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    [size=14]White Dragon • Blue Eyes
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    [align=center][size=8][font=andale mono][color=grey][glow=black,2,300]Dual Member(Blackheart Rogues and Exiles) • Medium • Austere Eternite x Cosentino
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    [Justify][Font=andale mono][size=10]Ululare's head spun as he listened to Kindred. What the fuck was this guy saying? Gal? Hell he didn't know. Oh well, "Then Welcome to the Blackhearts Kindred, if chasing me isn't your intent, then what is?"

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    [spoiler=info — updated 13/11]
    [size=8]GENERAL:
    ★ Rigby Skinner Darling Praelium | Rig/Bigsby | Female
    ★ Biromantic | Bisexual
    ★ Three Years | BD: November 5th | Real-Time aging
    ★ Default Rank | No Title | Rapist, Murderer, Thief, Addict


    IMPORTANT FACTS:
    ★Cartel/BHR Member
    ★Abbadus Praelium x Amour Darling
    ★Jersey/Brooklyn Dialect
    ★David Bowie fan lmao
    ★ Speaks English and Spanish, Addicted to cigarettes and murder
    ★ Scared of getting sick


    RECENT EVENTS:
    ★ being a general nuisance to all clans


    PHYSICAL:
    ★ MAIN BODY SPECIES [Hellhound] | health: 99%
    — Stocky, 6ft / 200lb Hellhound. Looks to be regular timber wolf apart from size. Heavy tawny/blonde coat
    Born in cheetah body.
    — [i]major injuries: None
    — [i]minor injuries: None


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ Single
    ★ Amour x Abbadus | Generation 3 | No Apprentice


    INTERACTION:
    ★ Do they make friends easily? A little to easily
    ★ Extremely Difficult in most aspects of battle
    ★ Unpredictable
    ★ SAY NAME BOLD IN POST IF ATTACKING, so i can ctrl+f the post lmao
    ★ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.



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    "To chase others, to chase those that would wish to defy you." The wolf let out between bared teeth, glowing. They dared to move closer, stepping up before the dragon- their new leader with the same excited grin. "The game of chase can only last for so long" Upon the others mimicry they would turn their intention to them, black eyes from within the mask blinked. Tilting their head with the similar grin upon their face.


    "So?"
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