Posts by MASON J. H.

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  • the sky is breaking me tonight + open, m & g

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    Meet and greets were good at making friends, it'd worked for others and worked for him. He had made some great friendships through meet and greets, and he hoped to do the same again. "Hey, I'm Mason Holmes!" he grinned happily.


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  • the sky is breaking me tonight + open, m & g

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    "And yeah, I did. Thanks, by the way, for the directions."


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  • the sky is breaking me tonight + open, m & g

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    Next he turned to Northface, nodding. "I'll just call you North, assuming that's okay, nice to meet you." Then he turned to address Balletslippers, smiling. "You also, Balletslippers." He then thought he was done, before Ripplingkit padded over. He looked at the child before smiling. "Hello."


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  • LAUGHTER LINES | private w/ mason

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  • HE WAS ALWAYS THERE TO HELP HER } private

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  • LAUGHTER LINES | private w/ mason

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  • the sky is breaking me tonight + open, m & g

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  • HE WAS ALWAYS THERE TO HELP HER } private

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  • HE WAS ALWAYS THERE TO HELP HER } private

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  • LAUGHTER LINES | private w/ mason

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  • HE WAS ALWAYS THERE TO HELP HER } private

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  • HE WAS ALWAYS THERE TO HELP HER } private

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  • LAUGHTER LINES | private w/ mason

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs7…d87fwng.jpg);bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px;][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 430px;][justify][size=7pt]Mason was incredibly impatient, he couldn't wait for more than a few minutes. Well, unless he had to wait for say, Ocean, then he would happily wait a while. But, not everyone was Ocean, so most of the time he just got frustrated at the person he was waiting for and gave up, sneaking off to go find something fun to do. Maybe he should work on his? Nah, it's what made him Mason!


    "Uh, well I've been trying to find friends and stuff. Being born and raised in RiverClan meant I was always there and never really had to do much to find friends because a lot of people knew me... but now, I actually have to find people," Mason shrugged. "And yeah, I did. Scared her, got a little annoyed at her, then hugged her. Not what I call a heartwarming reunion if you ask me."


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