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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]She had fallen inactive due to crimmy needing to focus on some other stuff, but she was back, under a new name of course.

No one had really known her in the first place so she wasn't going to go saying her past name or anything like that - too much work as well as not necessary whatsoever. Therefore.. [b]"Meet and greet!" The words fell from the wolf's lips calmly as she called them out. "I'm Caroline or Callie. Whichever works, honestly." There was only the ghost of a smile on the fae's lips as she made her introduction. A few NPCs were the only ones present but she was sure others would hear both of her quick and smooth statements.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]She came back and this.. was what happened? Nos was demoted? She was surprised, to say the least, but there was nothing she could or would do about it. This was the cycle, wasn't it? Besides, if the star council thought it to be best, then she'd have to agree. They were always right. After all, they were just doing their best to keep the Clans.. alright, if that were a word that could be used to describe it.

[b]"Alright," the female would state quietly, turning on her heels and heading off due to not feeling a reason to stay. She had heard what was said, and she acknowledged them quite obviously. Now it was time to get on with the day and just try to help out as much as she possibly could.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]Here were two unfamiliar faces. [b]"Hi you guys," the approaching canine would greet in a rather quiet tone of voice, turning her attention to the duo. Light, violet toned eyes were kind, her gaze soon being averted to the toast curiously. "What is.. toast?"

Was that some twoleg food or somethin'? It sounded kinda weird to her, but she supposed her opinion wasn't very important right now, therefore just plopping down and staring at the food.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][b]"I'm.. Caroline." It was always conflicting when she tried to decide how to introduce herself. Her name was Caroline, but she also could be called Callie. Personally, she liked Callie much more, but she found herself preferring to introduce herself using her full first name. Surnames? Well, those were just too much work and she had four in total. She wasn't too interested in stating all of them, so her first name was the only thing she said, the two words falling from her lips.

The wolf was taking a seat not next to anyone in particular due to no longer knowing anyone here. A pity, really, but it was her own fault.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]Upon hearing a voice, her light blue eyes would flicker over to the unfamiliar face in an observing manner. [b]"It's a pleasure," were the words stated by the female in her velvety tone of voice. A warm smile on her lips, the girl would glance up to the sky. She had never been one for small talk but the silence was much more than torture for her. Therefore, she'd turn to look towards Agent Olive once more, raising an invisible brow curiously. "The weather isn't bad today."

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;][b]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]tracking

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][b]"Sounds.. interesting." That was really all she could say about the whole toast thing - she honestly had absolutely no idea what to consider it. Although, now she knew she had been correct. It was a human food. "I've never eaten any human food," she'd admit with a small shrug, although it was obvious by the look on her face that she was nowhere near interested in starting now.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]Didn't BloodClan have anything better to do with their lives? Nose wrinkled, the canine would pad over, turning to see the ground cave in. For a moment, she was rather speechless - she never saw the power before - before her attention was being averted to Yasha. [b]"You should do it separately." In her opinion, everyone deserved their own grave, besides.. their enemies, actually. Honestly, she didn't know where she was going with these thoughts but she was having them, seeing as a jumble of words was whirling around in her mind.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]Honestly, Callie had been going to every possible meet and greet she could. The female felt the need to meet other people and get to know them, even if she didn't like them much. Knowing who you were living, as well as working with, was practically mandatory in her book. Nameless faces just bothered her to an extent, and so when she saw unfamiliar ones - aside from Agent Olive - the wolf was taking long strides over to where the group was formed.

This was her like.. third meet and greet or something along those lines. There would never be too many. At least, that's what she believed now. Eventually, she'd probably get bored or annoyed. Maybe both. Plopping down, the canine's bushy tail would wrap neatly over her paws in a blanketing manner as she watched them all curiously for a moment. [b]"Caroline," was her single word used to introduce herself, a small smile falling on her muzzle as she tilted her head back a bit, peering upwards. "Nice to meet you all."

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]Huh, she didn't know this guy - or half of these people actually. Time to change that! Coming over was the wolf, her tail swishing behind her in a calm manner as she looked towards the white rhino. She had actually never seen a rhino before, so the amazement sprawled across her face was definitely not a surprise to the canine. [b]"If you are returning, welcome back. I'm Caroline."

Simple and sweet.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;][b]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]Another murder? Great. Absolutely great. With a bored yawn, the canine watched Yasha for a moment, working his magic. Then, with a firm frown pressed to her lips, the wolf would turn on her heels and pad off. She didn't want to be here nor need to and therefore could be found retreating the scene.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;][b]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]rolls in

threads with caroline? B)

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;][b]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]You must be kidding her. Caroline was really getting sick of this and was about 2.5 seconds away from smashing someone's head in. She normally didn't get very angry but those who had known her before she fell off the face of the Earth would know that she didn't deal with the same problem over and over again. She had never been some place with so many murders in the span of a couple of days. With a sigh, she stared at the two deceased, biting her lip.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;][b]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]suRE !! who should make it c:

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][b]"At this point we should just have a mass one that we keep open for a bit," she'd murmur, blinking as she stared at the two bodies a couple minutes longer before breaking her gaze away and turning towards Yasha. Ah, she liked him. He was helpful. "But, mass, yeah." She didn't really care about the families now. Too many murders, not enough space for so many graves. God.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]Alright, thanks !

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]Approaching was Callie, a light smile painted across her lips as she watched him for a moment before actually getting any closer to the male. [b]"Hello Yasha," was the warrior's simple greeting as she took a seat. He didn't seem to be doing much so she doubted she was intruding, but who knows? There was always that chance even if you were to believe it wasn't there.

/ a bit rushed uwu

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #7c89b5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;][b]Caroline Darling F.M.H.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]Coming over next was Caroline, the canine's large paws bringing her towards the trio. She was silent, the normal statement already being made and nothing else needing to be said. Her seat was taken by Wildlife as she tipped her head to the side slightly, watching the young newcomer curiously.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]PLEASE TELL ME SHE'S NOT REAL & THAT YOU'RE REALLY COMING HOME TO STAY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]never mind uwu ignore !!

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