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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: inherit; width: 400px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px;][justify]When Shuffledcub had been captured, he was utterly terrified. He didn't know what else to do other than to beg for Riddick not to hurt nor kill him. That's when they had made the deal. As long as Shuffy was here, he would act as the Exiler's slave. That is, until he could find a way to escape this dreadful place.


    The blind snow leopard cub followed the hellhound into camp, ears flattening against his skull. He quickened his pace as the older animal snapped at him, tail tucked between his back legs.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: inherit; width: 400px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px;][justify]Something from the pile? As in the fresh kill pile? "O-okay," the nervous cub murmured before scampering off, later returning with meat of some sorts. "He-here." He dropped it at his "master's" paws, then anxiously lowered himself to the ground.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: inherit; width: 400px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px;][justify]Shuffledcub was no where to be seen. The only evidence of his disappearance was a tuff of his own fur, some marigold, and the bitter scent of Exiles which was left behind at the border.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: inherit; width: 400px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px;][justify]The scent of blood drew Shuffledcub over, causing him to nearly vomit. He surely did not like what most seemed to practice here, including what Shikari here appeared to be doing. The prisoner slowly crawled up next to Riddick, crouching low to the floor with his ears pinned to the back of his skull. "Di-disgusting," he muttered under his breath, quiet enough so nobody could hear.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: inherit; width: 400px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px;][justify]Shuffledcub swallowed hard in fear, and squinted his blind eyes shut. If you don't do it, then who knows what they'll do to you. He told himself, shuddering in discomfort. Sighing, the cub forced himself over to where Shikari was, trying not to throw up. He really didn't want to give this a go, but he was left with no choice. Shuffy then reached into the carcass and began to pull out organs, gagging as he did so. Well, his life as a slave couldn't get any worse than this.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: inherit; width: 400px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px;][justify]He hadn't been gone for too long, fortunately. He was actually pretty lucky. The snow leopard rushed back to Aubadeclan in perfectly good health. Despite being captured in the worse place possible, Shuffledcub was actually fine. He managed to protect himself from the Exilers through a deal of some sorts. Basically, he had agreed to become their servant in exchange for not getting tortured or hurt.


    As the male reached camp, a large smile formed upon his maw. "I'm ba-back! I'm o-okay!" He shouted out in glee, happy to be home.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: inherit; width: 400px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px;][justify]Wolfstar! Rosella! Phoenixkit! Lotusfall! Everyone was still here. No one died while he was gone. Phew! Shuffy beamed in happiness and nodded his head various times, then began to recall what had happened. "N-no, I'm not inj-injured, he stated, glad that his clanmates were concerned and cared about him. "I ju-just snuck o-out when nobody w-was looking, he explained, deciding to leave out the rest. He could tell them more later, but for now there were a few things he needed. "I sh-should eat so-something though; th-they didn't f-feed me ve-very well." Honestly, you think that if they made him a slave they'd at least give him food which would provide the energy he needed to carry out tasks as a servant.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: inherit; width: 400px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px;][justify]Possible event joining their homes? Curious, Shuffledcub came over to listen.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: inherit; width: 400px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px;][justify]Shuffy took notice in June almost instantly as she came over. He took his paintball gun and aimed it at the other cub, hoping for it to hit.


    10/10
    2/3

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: inherit; width: 400px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px;][justify]Shuffledcub grinned. He always liked seeing others get promoted. It made him happy. "Co-congrats!" He cheered, knowing that they were deserving of their ranks. Especially Rosella and Phoenixkit. The two of them had been doing really well lately.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: inherit; width: 400px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px;][justify]Shuffledcub slowly approached, a light smile laced upon his maw. He seems nice, the introverted snow leopard decided as he stood beside Kagamine. "I'm Sh-Shuffledcub," he muttered softly, his stutter taking over his words as usual. "Do y-you need an-anything?" He asked, wanting to seem as helpful as possible.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: inherit; width: 400px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px;][justify]Shuffy had never come across anyone with a metal leg, oddly enough; and this drew him foward, causing him to wonder what the fox cub had done to lose his actual leg. Poor soul. "Uh- na-name and b-business?" The junior medic inquired, tilting his head to one side as he waited for a response.