FIREPROOF [&] open, gifts from WindClan.

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Mark was the first to pad up, which surprised him, since he was so new, but he was glad because it was always nice to meet others, "Thank you, Brooke, I'm Mark, and we will appreciate your gifts."
He smiled slightly and looked in the basket, his flower crown falling into it as he did so, and landing on a baby blue blanket, huh, that'd be nice to have, he drapped it over his shoulder and put his flower crown back on, stepping away from the basket and looked up at Brooke again, nodding his head in appreciation.

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ooh, gifts. the canine always loved gifts, they were a sign of friendship and stuff. too bad nobody ever gave him gifts. oh well, a gift towards the clan was just as good now that he had been promoted to an "ambassador" role of some type. trotting up, the australian shepherd recognized the moorish scent of windclan, and was tempted to curl his nose back due to the foreign smell, but did not. blinking, he stopped next to mark and smiled warmly at brooke. tempted, again, to just rush at the gifts like a madman, he stopped himself, knowing he was in a higher position and that he shouldn't act like a fool. [color=#F0FFFF]"thank you. these are very nice gifts you brought for us, and riverclan appreciates it. i'm arcanepaw creux, by the way." he greeted the labrador.

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[fancypost=bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; line-height:110%;][align=justify]★ GENERAL:
— Kynthia Darling
— Female, she/her/they/them pronouns
— 2 years old (ages realistically)
— Grey-biromantic Pansexual
— Minnow of Extended RiverClan
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★ PHYSICALITY:
★ Border Collie [birth & main]
— Blue merle
— Left eye is orange, right eye is brown
— Wears a flower crown everywhere
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★ RELATIONSHIPS:
[font='verdana']— Single | No crush
— Toni Darling x NPC
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★ INTERACTION:
[font='verdana']— Physically average | Mentally weak
— Sometimes starts fights | Sometimes shows mercy
— Speaks in bold white | Attacks in bold white
— No maim/capture/kill without permission
— Can powerplay peaceful actions
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★ POWERS:
— Water Elementals (expert)
[font='verdana']— Teleportation (intermediate)
— Super senses (intermediate)
— Shape-shifting (intermediate)

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Windclan. Mae was almost positive she hadn't seen much of them around in a while and so this was refreshing. At least their allies were still doing their best to keep up with them. "The gifts are a very kind gesture." Mae said softly as she padded forward and dipped her head politely towards the Windclanner as she padded up to the border and settled beside Ivylee happily, her golden eyes gentle. "We appreciate them and will be happy to return them in due time. Sylmae, by the way." Sylmae said and grinned happily.

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"How do, ma'am. Mighty thanks for all this." He felt he was reassuring and reapplying to the statement. It had been forgotten by him that it may get old to hear the same tiding over again. He just wanted to support what Riverclan had to say and just wanted to be kindly to her.

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Gifts were always a lovely thing to have, whether you were on the giving or the receiving end of them. They were always a great way to show someone that you cared about them and cherished their existence. This thought brought him back to the time when he'd given a box of biscuits to Trey, which hadn't been too long ago. Had he given those to him for the same reason, that he cared for him? He did in a way, but.. that was something to think about later.

"Thank you for the gifts, Brooke," Lonewolf grumbled as he ambled his way over, politely making his way to the front to make himself visible to the WindClan member. He offered a light yet visibly tired smile before he continued on, "I wish you safe travels for your journey back. But as Kynthia said, is there anything we can get you before you depart?"