Posts by Cain Macabre

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    Wait, what? Cain gave Zach a double take with probably the most confused expression on his face ever; what the hell was she talking about? Why... ? No. Cain wrenched his thoughts away from that. He wasn't even going to ask.


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    Cain smiled and nodded to all those that arrived. "Is there anywhere I could set these?" he questioned lightly, glancing at Marie, before sweeping a glance at all of them. He had to say, he was pleased at the turnout. Grinning at everyone, he murmured, "We brought all sorts of human clothing; we also brought herbs and even food." Nevermind they had to constantly replenish that food; point was, it was food.


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    "So I'm not good enough for that list, huh?" Cain teased as he approached, tail wagging as he nodded to the kit. "Greetings, Tiny. I believe you know me; just for good measure though... I'm Cain, a bodyguard trainee." He didn't mind Tiny as much, though he did disapprove of her drinking habits; he wouldn't say anything though. It was her choice, and her life - though he really wish she wouldn't drink in the young body. Adult mind or no...


    Regardless, it wasn't a time to be sad. Cain took a position near the kit-adult. "Tell us about your past?" he suggested, eyes alive with warmth and curiosity.


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    Wait. Kain had approached because he saw a gathering and was going to socialize. But then he heard what was going to be discussed, and he cringed slightly. Feelings. He... did not like sharing feelings. But one of them had probably noticed him, so he felt obliged to approach. And as uncomfortable as he was with the idea of sharing his feelings - ew - he... well, he smiled anyways, and the familiar warmth that made Cain who he was shone in his eyes as he took a seat several feet away.


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    "You know, it'd help if we were a bit more welcoming to strangers," Cain grumbled as he stepped forward, joining the line of ColouredClanners. Unlike the rest of the group, which either stood there stoicly or demanded sternly, he offered the visitor a calm, sweet smile - it quite was the opposite of what you would expect from the 175 pound dire wolf, but there it was.


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    Cain stood on the outskirts a bit awkwardly - he was a guard, not a dancer. No, that was his sister's realm. She could be the scary Scandinavian; he would be the calm man who may or may not develop a Russian accent. Kea was currently debating Southern and Russian, because Russian was cool but Kea's awesome boyfriend occasionally had a rather good sounding southern drawl so.


    Oh the problems.


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    Cain approached, dipping his head to Zachary. "I'll join this," he rumbled. Exploration was fascinating; he loved it - completely. However, Kea was not going to do an exploration post until her wrist stopped feeling like she broke it when she didn't because OW.


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    Cain also approached, ears perked and tail swinging to and fro happily. He took a seat and waited for Etty to speak; when she did, he nodded. Those would be useful, provided the weekly tasks were productive - they could also prove useful in character development and proving activity.


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    And so he was. The bodyguard trainee approached with a surprising grace for one so large. Blue eyes studied the black feline with a slight smile. So... this was whom Kestralflight paired him with. Interesting choice, the dire wolf noted internally. When he saw the little set-up, he couldn't help but let out a chuckle as he settled on the blanket across from Grimdark. The slight smile still on his face, and the warmth still in his eyes, he murmured, "Greetings,"


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    So Cain is kinda... dull. He's a somewhat fleshed out character already and I want him to have character developement so I don't feel people get bored!


    So. Open to pretty much everything except litters (too young) and mates (not looking for one). Although if you come up with a pretty long plot regarding mates, I'll hear it out.


    Cain is a year old and a bodyguard, recently promoted due to activity.
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    Cain certainly wasn't complaining either. He didn't know Grim too well - which was probably the point - but from what he had seen, she was a blunt female who didn't sugarcoat things. While that sometimes was more hurtful than good, he appreciated the stark honesty in such individuals. HE also appreciated the warm greeting he recieved in turn, and his slight smile turned into a full on wolfy grin. "Yes ma'am," he affirmed with a nod. "And if I rightly recall, you are Grimdark, m'lady."


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    sure : D


    the 'what' is the question xDD


    freaking need to figure out how to turn off smilies ugh


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    Oh god. Make flower crown? Him? The 175 pound dire wolf that towered over everything? She had to be kidding. One look at Eternal, though, told him otherwise. Oh for the love of Estrella, how was he going to do this? As gentle as he was... no matter. Time to do it.


    With a sick, scared feeling in his stomach, Cainnodded and moved away.


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    Cain set down the pile of flowers clasped in his jaws delicately before sitting himself down in front of the flowers. Staring down between his his paws at the flowers, he wondered how on earth was possibly going to get this done. He had no idea what he was doing.


    Regardless, the male attempted to put one to get her... it fell apart immediately. Cain growled softly in frustration.He didn't have thumbs like some of the creatures humans! This was impossible.


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