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"U-uh, y-yeah, I'm new here," he stammered as he put his paw in her delicate hand, "Nice to meet you, Ember." he bowed his head in shyness. Older people? Gosh, Loki would open right up, but peers? That could take some time, as he ever knew quite what to say, and he had never had a friend his age for too long before. Oh wait, weren't you supposed to tell the other person your name when they give you theirs? Oops, "O-oh, uh, I'm Loki. Like I said, I'm new here." His wolf ears twitched a little due to his nervousness, an his free hand continued to toy with the sweater string.

The night was as black as charcoal.
Sawer was never quite sure why compelled him to leave the comfort of the cabin when he was dead tired on that chilly, early spring night, but now the reason isn't totally relevant.
Slipping on his windbreaker, he pulled the black handle, caught the door with his foot as his paws fumbled with the zipper, and he stepped outside. Paws stuffed in his pockets, the wind rustled the furry a crimson, cinnamon red fur as he walked silently through the woods and glanced at the sky occasionally. Not a star in sight for the big, plump rain clouds sailed like ships miles above Sawyer's head. Soon enough, just the fox walked along the base of a mountain, a thunderclap roared across the sky and huge rain droops plummeted from the heavens, exploding upon every exposed surface and dripping onto the unexposed ones.
Suddenly, a little ways above him, a strange sound drifted to his sensitive ears. It sounded like...crying? Immediately, Sawyer began climbing up the mountain, at last coming to a dark cape from where in which the crying was coming from. He peeked the corner, and saw a younger boy with a single, torn blanket, curled against the wall and sobbing.
To say Sawyer was shocked would have been an understatement. He wasn't really sure how he should go about making his presence known to the boy, as he didn't want to scare him, so he went with the first thing he could think of.
"Uh, hey! Are you alright, kid?"
Okay, it wasn't the best, the that's Sawyer.

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ooc: *awkwardly flies by and eats unlimited supply of cookies*
Mmmph, thorry. :3

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OoC: Please excuse the errors in text, I'm using a really old I-Pod that has trouble typing.

Ic:
Standing there awkwardly, the older furry wasn't exactly sure what to say. Sawer was never particularly good with children, but that doesn't mean he didn't like them. They seemed carefree, perky, and, most of the time, accepting, and those were characteristics that a lot of people strive for. Isn't it funny? It's almost like people were smarter when they were kids.
Sawyer did have a backpack on him, and in it contained a little food. Better to be prepared, right? His hair dangled in front of him as he set the backpack down and attempted to pull out its edible contents. The kid was probably starving, Sawer guessed.
"Hey," he said to the pup, "you hungry? You can have some of this bread if you want. Made it m'self." The loaf was clasped in his outstretched paws, offering it to the boy. It never really crossed Sawer's mind that kids usually don't take food from strangers, as usual, he kinda just did what he wanted.

OoC: Oh my goodness! Sorry I went offline for a while! TTmTT

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Leaning back while cross legged, the furry felt a wave of winsome relief as the younger male greedily ate was was probably his first meal, if bread was even a meal, in quite a while. Sawyer was a little surprised that the terrified pup had dared to get as close as even a foot away from him, and, now that he thought about it, he was surprised he took the bread too.
The fox's hazel irises flicked around the small nook in the mountainside, but there wasn't exactly much to see. How long had this little boy been in here? How did he even get here, of all places? These two questions bounced around like basketballs in Sawer's mind as he watched the boy nom on the little bread that remained after the pup's nomfest. Maybe someone dropped him off here? No, why wou-
A large cracking sound broke Sawer's thoughts as another loud sound came from outside. It was probably a thunderclap, but for some reason there was the sound of someone whooping in happiness about something. A person?! There are never people in these parts! Sawer twitched uneasily; he had hoped that that notice was just a thunderclap and not a hunter's gun.

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"HOLD ON!!!"

"WE WILL SURVI-"

let's die lol

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Angry hot, sandpaper rough sand filled the mouth of the crazy thing sliding down main street, and muffled squeals of protest tried to slip between the eroded rock. Coming to a stop, Rodney's still figure just lay there for a second, grumbling, before attempting to free his muzzle from the earth it was trapped in. It was a rather humorous sight to behold, a scuffled Cyndaquil trying to pull his oddly shaped nose/mouth from the ground, but tiz the life of a derp I presume.
Pulling his muzzle from the ground with a "Pop!," he retrieved his satchel, slung it over his shoulder, looked around to see if there were any witness, gave the witness a nervous smile, then ran off.
Despite his running, he was receptive of the chilly wind that blew him in the face as he made his way down the rocky cliffs of the beach and his face twisted into a displeased knot. Quickly, the flame on the messenger's back ignited into a roaring, blue flame (desperate winds call for desperate measures hurhurhur), and the Cyndaquil finally reached the beach. Peering around, he looked for his rather reclusive friend. I mean, a pile of rocks? Well, whatever fans his flame, was what Rodney had thought to dismiss his frined's oddness. Of course, Rodney was pretty odd himself, so he felt he didn't exactly have a right to say anything.
"BAILYYYYYY!!!" his voice echoed throught the beach. His squinted eyes caught a glimpse of something, and, realizing it was Bailey's pile 'o rocks, he ran towards him.
"Heyheyheyhey Baily hihihi wakwupwakwp," he said in a rather annoying voice, "You'll never believe what ha-" suddenly, the boy noticed something. A still, unconscious figure lay merely feet away from his friend's tabernacle. "HOLEY MOLEY BAILEY!" he shrieked, "WHO DID 'YA KILL NOW?!?!"
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ooc:*casuall o hai*
My phone died ,_,
I LOVE YOUR FANCYPOST ASDFGHJKL

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At first, the only thing that met Rodney's sensitive ears was silence, and he realized later that he himself stopped brething out of fear.
[i][thump thump, thump thump/i]
After finally breathing in air, he let out a long, relieved sigh, and proceeded to re-kindle the fire on his back. Since he had already created flames so early in the morning, and all he had eaten was half a cheese bagel, Rodney didn't have enough energy to fuel the itty bitty flame himself.
"Baily! Grab me a stretcher!" he demanded as if everyone just had a stretcher ready to use somewhere.

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"Cornelious, it's still bleeding," he said, motioning towards the bandage where a red blotch was slowly spreading itself across the wrap. "Here," he mumbled reflexively as he leaned down next to the Eevee. He laid his hands around the wound, cupping them, and slowly but surely, his chilling touch slowed the bleeding a little. "That should do," he said, looking up at Cornelious, "We should probably get going."

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iseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyouhurhurhurhurhurhur

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Darrekk felt someone’s leg stub itself on his, and the crash and yelp that came afterwards made it evident that someone had tripped on him. (GUUURL HE TRIPPINNNN) He felt a familiar sinking sensation in his stomach as he realized that he should apologize face somebody. Whether they were angered or not was to be determined. Sighing and pulling his scarf higher up his muzzle (hahaha he thinks nobody can see it aww), he twirled around on his heel and said, “Um… are you alright?” in such a rapid and awkward fashion that he didn't even see who he was apologizing to.

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HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY! Click on my most recent post!

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“Uh… uh…” Dakki stammered, trying to point at the ears without making them noticeable to others around them.

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The forceful shoving of the donuts into Darekk’s paws made him jump and cringe a bit.
“Uh…” he said, unsure of what just happened, “What are these for…?” Then it hit him, she was bribing him! Probably about the ears and tail. But wait, he was furr- oh wait, he had his entire face covered in a grey sweater. Should he tell her or… Wait… Suddenly, to his horrer, Darekk realized that he had been twitching his ears AND let go of the hoodie while he zoned out, and quickly tried to cover them again.

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"H-Hey!" he muttered in protest as the donuts were taken from him. Well, it wasn't like tthey were his anyway...

"Well..." he paused, "I consider myself more of a tumblr person than a furaffinity person. Furaffinity is trash," he said, shrugging and totally missing the real question at hand.

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Ah! I’m Dakki and w-OHWAITdOYOUHAVEATUMBLR???///?????//???//?///???" he suddenly cried out, his eyes sparkling. As you"could probably imagine, several surprised people turned their heads towards the duo, and Darrekk buried his muzzle into his oversized sleeves. They had gathered too much attention at this point, and some guy with a little boy on his shoulders noticed the ears perched so obviously on their heads.
"Are those...?' he began to say, and both anthro's could guess where he was about to point.
"No, uh, their just headbands!?" Darrekk said, flailing one paw and covering his face with the other. What happened next would make Darrekk nearly have a heart attack. The boy reached out, and started tugging on Darrekk’s ears, and the furry couldn’t help not trying to twitch his hand off. The man stepped back, and the child kept pulling but let go as his father retreated.
“Um…” Darrekk clenched his paws together in nerveousness, “this is awkward… I’m just gunna… go now…” And with that he shouted, “GRAB YO LAPTAP” (exactly like that) and started pulling the girl away in a run.

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