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[font=dotum] So, Riley needs plots. She's open to short-term love plots, one or two sided crushes, friendships, interaction threads, and just general threads. She's closed to death, capture, injury, litters, and long-term romances. Ask for anything else.

At the moment, I'm still having Riles experiment with her romantic orientation- she hasn't given it much thought, but I'd like to expand on that side of her, so she's open to male, female, and transgender romantic interactions c:

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[font=dotum] Riley shrugged, looking down at the ground to the very interesting patch of dirt between her two front paws. "I dunno. Ijustdontthinkiwannabeagirlanymore," the apprentice said, mumbling her declaration quickly. She'd contemplated it for a while- she didn't want to be a girl, but she didn't want to be a boy. She had researched- a lot. She'd found a term she'd thought suited her best- agender. She wanted to be they, but she'd still be fine with feminine pronouns.

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[font=dotum] Sure! I'll use it as the sort of realisation that she's asexual c: can you make, please?

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[font=dotum] Cheers c:

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[font=dotum] Riley had been adventurous for once in her life, not really being one to enjoy pushing herself out of her comfort zone. The result? She was in a tree. On purpose. Waking up for a nap from a precariously dangling branch had been daunting, but she had quickly silenced herself when she noticed the serval underneath the tree. She had leaned too far forward trying to get a better look at them, not familiar with who it was, and the next thing she knew, she was tumbling out of the tree and landing with an ungraceful thud on the ground. To her credit, she landed on her feet. She shook at her fur, before looking embarrassedly up at the serval. Wow, he was cute. She blushed, giving a nervous smile. "Uh, sorry, I just, um," she began, stuttering over her words out of nervousness.

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[font=dotum] Riley had perked her ears up with interest as Junecub had mentioned research- the apprentice decided that she would do some more. This topic was fascinating for the young she-cat. "Is that why you asked me my pronouns when we first met?" she asked Junecub curiously.

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[font=dotum] Riley shrugged once more. They couldn't quite explain what they felt, but it just felt... different. "No, not a boy. I'm just not a girl. I'm agender," they explained, shaking their head. It was just something that bubbled deep beneath their skin, part of their identity, and they felt more comfortable with agender than female. Much happier, too.

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[font=dotum] Sure! They're a bit shy, but friendly once they open up :) Can you make the thread, please? School's a bit stressful tonight.

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[font=dotum] Riley nodded, enlightened. "Okay, that makes sense!" she agreed happily.

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[font=dotum] //yes c:

Notebooks? Maybe they could help Riley, too. "Do you still have the notebooks? I'd love to have a look at them, if possible, please," the apprentice explained. They were eager to understand more about the topics, especially since she had some own self-realisations to make, too.

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[font=dotum] Riley, having never been flirted with, was a bit oblivious to his flirtatious smile, but it did stir butterflies in her stomach. "M-my name? I'm Riley. What's your name?" she asked, her tone shy but polite and friendly. She glanced down at her chest, brushing off the small twig that had gotten caught in her fur, before looking back up at the Spaniard. He was cute, she'd give him that. Out of nervous habit, she licked her own lips, unintentionally mirroring his actions.

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[font=dotum] Definitely! c:

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[font=dotum] Riley was all too eager to nod, leaping up excitedly. "Yes please!" they replied with a smile, trotting after Junecub towards their cabin.

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[font=dotum] Riley followed behind Junecub, curious about who this person was. They offered their guest a smile, leaving the questions to their friend.

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[font=dotum] Riley had been wandering around, looking for some sort of flower that they had yet to decide on, which made their task considerably harder. "Are you okay?" they asked the apprentice in a concerned voice when they stumbled across her.

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[font=dotum] The bonfire was blazing away, bags of marshmallows, graham crackers, and chocolate had all been lined up on a table along with other foods, and a large number of sleeping bags had been scattered throughout the AubadeClan camp clearing. The sky was clear, no signs of rain, and the temperature was pleasant as the sun began to set. Riley sat down, admiring their handiwork, and waiting for people to show up with a small, proud smile on their face.

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[font=dotum] Truth or dare? Riley had heard of it, but never actually played. Luckily, they knew the rules and such, but was timid to play. What if they got asked something uncomfortable? Oh well- they could always refuse it, right? "I'll play!" they decided, coming up to sit next to their friend Junecub.

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[font=dotum] Riley sat down, careful to avoid stepping on anyone or anything, trying to avoid attention, as they manoeuvred over to sit by Junecub. "Hey June-bug. Hey Mel," they whispered quietly in greeting, pulling out the mints that they had brought (mints were their absolute favourite).

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[font=dotum] Riley shook their head. "No, I haven't told them yet. I was hoping that you could sort of point me in the right direction as to how I should approach it, especially Mom," they admitted.

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[font=dotum] SylvanClan? Riley couldn't remember that being listened on AubadeClan's list of allies, but no matter- anyone who needed help deserved help. "I'm Riley, from AubadeClan. Are you trying to get home?" they introduced themselves with a smile, asking politely.