LET'S DAZE && MEET AND GREET && OPEN

[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]❥ — [size=10px]It had been but 24 hours since Ama had made her home here, and by now she hoped at least some people would recognise her, by now, and her... particularly strange way of talking. Well, she was foreign, so she sort of got an excuse, but... still, some people might find it hard to understand her muddled-up English. But no matter what, the leopard refused to ever feel sorry for herself. It had not taken her long to decorate her cabin in particularly aesthetic pastel shades, seashells, and musically-themed items in the interior, accompanied by streamers and French flags on the front of her cabin. In all honesty, she was particularly proud of her creation, but today was not the day she would dwell on her design skills- it was time for the staple, rather cliche part of clan life, especially for newcomers.

"Ah, I call a greet and meet!" chirped the femme, brightly, her long tail swishing to-and-fro behind her, her violin hung loosely around her shoulders. "Je m'appelle Amaryllis, but everyone call me Ama! I do playing the violin, as well. Why don't all you tell me interessant fact about yourself? That will be a magnifique way to get to know eachother, me thinks, oui!"

[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]❥ — [size=10px]The first to appear was Sphinxpup, a child- ah, Amaryllis adored children! She was glad to see such an interactive and curious child, she didn't see many that were extremely sociable, nowadays. She narrowed her pale-blue optics warily at the sphere of dirt that the other had been rolling around camp, genuinely curious as to how and why it was there... but no matter. She wouldn't ask. "Mazes?" echoed the femme, unsure of what they were. "Um, what does mean Mazes? How does one make a Maze, hm?" she mused softly, mainly to herself but it was entirely audible. Next to arrive was Tara, and Ama smiled at the tabby as she examined her violin. It was quite an interesting object, after all. "Oui, yes we did! Ah, I remember! Me thinks you are pretty madamoiselle, yes!" she said, her sky-hued orbs lingering on the other's form for a moment before Soap approached, and she must say she was quite curious about his name. "Soap is thing you use to clean, non? No matter, it is magnifique to hear of other who does playing violin. To what level do you do the playing? Are you good, or a beginner perhaps?" Amaryllis asked, genuinely curious. Finally, the leopard fixated her aquamarine gaze upon Bennet, who looked rather sad. And... a fresh start? Why, she had to wonder... such a fact warranted such a thought, no? "Ah, Bennet? It is nice to be meeting you. As I said, my name, ç'est Amaryllis. Ama, for the short, yes!"