LOUD BAGPIPES // open, st. patty's event!!

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    "Hmm, take me up on that offer one day," Valentine said, winking.


    Esca had clearly noticed his change in behaviour, and clarified that she just hated the body she was in. "Oh, what's the normal one?"


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    WE'RE ALL MESSED UP INSIDE — dreamkit — serval — she/her — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Before attending this event, Dreamkit had sat and argued with herself for an unknown (but certainly very long) time. Her anxiety told her everything would go wrong. She'd make a fool of herself. Not know what to do and stand out as the weirdo. Instead of letting these thoughts cosume her, the young serval had decided to come to the party with hopes of a good experience. Perhaps meet someone new, have some fun, whatever people normally do at parties.
    However, upon arriving, she saw a very common theme throughout everyone she saw which she was so clearly lacking: green. It couldn't be mere coincidence. Everyone bar a few individuals were in green.
    Forcing the rising panic back down, Dream held her head high and relaxed with a few deep breaths before briskly walking to the child's table and helping herself to some water, but only after seeing others take drinks as approval that it was allowed.

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    TAKING MY TIME — sylmae w. — blizzardclan && visiting — piebald husky — she/her

    [fancypost=width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][align=justify]This was.. dangerous, to say the least. It was, perhaps, a very bad idea to come back to Riverclan, where she knew so many hated her, but she was part of Blizzardclan now, and she wanted to help represent her clan with their allies, even if it meant she might get funny stares or a lot of hate. Padding forward slowly, the husky looked around for a friendly face anywhere in the crowd in hopes of finding anyone that could save her.

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    FILLED IT UP WITH NOVECAINE

    Sylmae. Esca had opened her maw to respond to Val, enjoying her conversation. Her eyes flickered towards Sylmae in grimaced silence. No, she never hated Sylmae for leaving Riverclan. She had her reasons, but shouting them out wasn't helping them change their mind. She shook her head slowly, to herself, before looking back to Val. "My tiger body, though theres a long list. I was.. born in a wolfdog body. Not exactly - I was a spirit to begin with. My name had changed multiple times." Esca shrugged, before raising an imaginary eyebrow at Val.


    "You have more than one body, Val?" She questioned quietly.

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    Val listened, intrigued at the different bodies that Esca had. A small part of him began to wonder if she could change into anything she liked, or if it had to be within reason. It would be pretty cool to see a... a guinea pig or something, fighting off the douchebags of Bloodclan. Ha, he'd probably pay to see that.


    You have more than one body, Val?


    The hellhound raised a brow, turning towards the winged direwolf. Inside, he was frowning slightly - when he had been younger, he had wished he could escape his hellhound body sometimes, maybe that would allow him to finally forget his family and his parents. He hated what they had done. So, imagine the joy when the young hound had discovered another body - a black panther. Although it still resembled him, with the solid red eyes, it was alright. It was safe for him.


    "Black panther. That sounds slightly less badass than a tiger," he grinned, snapping out of thought.


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    WE'RE ALL MESSED UP INSIDE — dreamkit — serval — she/her — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Dreamkit recognized the winged husky from around BlizzardClan, of course, but didn't believe she had ever spoken to her, nor could she say she knew Sylmae at all. Despite this, the archangel's discomfort was obvious. Steeling herself for the worst, Dream stood and made her way over to her Clanmate, trying to swallow the lump in her throat so she'd be able to speak upon arrival. The serval was tiny beside the older canine, and admittedly intimidated. Still, she looked up and gave Syl a bright smile. "I-is it S-Sylmae?" she asked, voice shaking.
    /rushed toward the end, sorry

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    TAKING MY TIME — sylmae w. — blizzardclan && visiting — piebald husky — she/her

    [fancypost=width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][align=justify]Sylmae's dainty paws shifted against the ground as her clanmate came up to her to greet her and she smiled softly. "Yeah, it's Sylmae. Dreamkit, right?" She asked. She had heard mention of her before but she had never properly met her, which was odd because this was her clanmate she was talking to. She felt bad for not knowing her or getting to know her sooner, but they had now, and that was all that mattered.

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    Himiko had never been too close to Sylmae, but of course, being her clan-mate before she betrayed Riverclan, she still did know her. Unsure wether Sylmae would remember her, Himiko approached the husky with a plain look on her face. "Uh, hey Sylmae, It's Himiko". Himiko wanted to be friendly, but she had betrayed Riverclan, so she took a neutral approach. Memories of heartbreak washed over her as she recalled the day where Giovanni confessed his love to her. Pushing the thought away, she gave a forced smile.

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