oof ; open - joiner

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The young canine had been through a lot over the past. Many things had happened to him, but although they had he still didn't like having them ruin his day. He had been kidnapped, attacked, forgotten about, but he did still live which he could appreciate. Plus his parents still lived too, which really was miraculous. He knew that his father was a demon- so it was natural for the male to live, but considering his mother often fell sick (no one was aware she had AIDS) it was pretty amazing to see she still stood her ground as well.

But now he was in yet another new place. The Riverside. The clan he had once known to be Riverclan, one of the original four clans that had existed since the dawn of the days. It would definitely be different from the clan he originated from- Windclan, which was now referred to as Wind Haven- but Weed didn't see why it couldn't still work out for him. In fact if he did recall, both his mother and father had lived here once upon a time. Certainly then that would mean that it was sort of in his blood to be here in the first place. Perhaps swimming would even take it's suit for him. As far as he knew, his parents hadn't actually been born into Riverside, but they had definitely lived here long enough to get strong enough ranks within the group.

Approaching the border, the small shibe would wonder who would come across him first. His friendly demeanor had changed over the months, but that was mainly due to the fact he had simply grown up and grown less naive. It wasn't like anyone would really notice though. He doubted anyone here would even recognize him in the first place. This wasn't Windclan after all, nor was it the old Riverclan. This was something different, something new.

^♚ makaio

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His head would rise as the other spoke to him, their arrival barely throwing the small canine off from his intentions. The sight of the other was rather daunting, but Weed chose not to allow it to take away his consciousness from his true intentions here. The body of the male who had approached him appeared to be the type one should fear, but the shiba knew better than to judge one off of their appearance rather than their soul.

"I was hoping to join- that's why I'm here. My name is Weed by the way, Weed Edenway-Pheolem-Leonidas" the canine would respond, his blue gaze blinking as he finished speaking. Hopefully that was all the information that the other had been looking for. He understood that he hadn't actually been asked for his name, but the male felt it was necessary considering he didn't want to be seen as a stranger to these parts for long. A clanmate is how he wanted to be seen as, someone who could be looked to for protection and thought of as a friend. The male understood that perhaps all that was a bit much to expect right away, but hopefully he would soon gather the trust similar to what he had once held back in his last home.

^♚ makaio

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The male would notice as the other paused when he spoke of his surnames. It was clear that they had brought up a past to the other, one that the young shibe didn't truthfully know. His father was probably more aware of than he- considering it was his father who had been brother of some rather.. unreasonable Leonidas'. Weed knew that his name had been ill-fated by some, although he really did hope that this wouldn't fall into his own back. Perhaps his uncles most likely henri had screwed up some things, but surely that wouldn't shed problems onto his personal life.

"Lucifer.. is the one you share namesake with fitting to you? Or was it just fate you were given the same name?" the male would inquire. It was out of curiosity that he had decided to ask. He knew that perhaps he might not receive an answer to his question (as it could be perceived as rude) but the canine supposed it was worth a shot regardless. Information to him was upmost important, and it was best to know just what his new clanmates would be like. It wasn't even that he had a problem with the idea of living with someone by the name of Lucifer. His own father, as stated before, was a demon which made him half as such. Sin ran in his blood, the the small canine was curious if it ran elsewhere as well. He already knew about the namesake of Grimm, the infamous surname that had been held of many that frequented Bloodclan with their bloodhounds, so he already had an idea who this really was.

"Whether or not you want to answer that question is fine by the way, for now though it would be nice to be shown the way to camp, thank you" Weed would add, his kinked tail giving a wag as he spoke. Stepping over the border, the male would take a new breath of Riverside air. The air he would be breathing in for quite a while if everything went right here. Looking over to the Alluvian, the canine would then wait in silence for a response from the other. Would his question be answered? Or would he simply be ignored and led back to Riverside camp. Either of them worked for him, but he was more or less curious which option the other would go with.

^♚ makaio