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    [justify][size=8] The sky was cloudless, making the sun more prominent. It bore down on BlizzardClan like a stage light. That made it a lot easier to make out the dark figure in the sky, which appeared to be getting closer and closer. Eventually, a tiny blue dragon crashed into the main island, getting tangled up in a tree. Cairo groaned and rubbed her head, a tree limb having broke her fall. She looked up to see her bag dangling a little bit above her. She clawed her way up onto the limb and jumped, fluttering tiny wings in an attempt to fly up and grab the bag. Though, if it hadn't been made clear by now, Cairo can't fly. She frowned, hopping down the branches like stepping stones and tumbling onto the ground. Yikes, pain. She looked up at the bag, unsure how to obtain it. It was important! It had her food in it! Her name tags! How else was she suppose to introduce herself? Welp.. trying one more thing, she reared up, then got a running start, head-butting the tree. It rustled a little bit, and the bag fell. Yes! Victory!
    The bag fell to the earth. Cairo reached for it, trying to catch it mid-air. However, it had been caught on a branch, and dangled two feet above Cairo. Huh? Oh man. She reached, stubby fingers trying to grab hold of the bag, but to no avail. The tiny dragon huffed and plopped onto the ground, staring up at the bag and trying to figure out how to obtain it.

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    [justify][size=8] The dragon's eyes grew wide and it backed away cautiously at the sight of the.. r-robot? What was that thing? She looked down at the bag that the stranger had retrieved. Oh, that was so nice of him. She offered him a tiny smile before digging around in her bag, taking out a peach and offering it to him. Could robots eat? Huh, beats me. The kid stood up and began circling around Combot curiously, though still tiptoeing with cautious as if trying not to startle him or make any sudden movements. She read over the word "COMBOT" curiously, as if trying to distinguish what it meant. Was that his name? Cairo pointed to it, then looked at the robot, tilting her head as if asking a question.

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    [justify][size=8] Martial whats? Woah, he really was a robot! The wordless kid looked upon Combot in disbelief, then was baffled by the question of what her name was. Huh.. oh! Her friend had given her a sticker for this. She pulled the sticker out of her bag and stuck it to the scales on her chest. It said


    Hello! My name is...
    Cairo ^‿^


    It looked really rad, she liked it. Cairo gave Combot a gap-toothed grin before turning her attention to Tama. Having not met this person yet, she immediately became more cautious, stepping background both Tama and Combot. When Tama spoke, Cairo managed to work up a tiny smile, waving a stubby, three fingered paw at her and trying her best to fake a smile of some sort, though she was actually kind of terrified of these people. They didn't seem mean- in fact, martial robot dude actually retrieved her bag, but what if they turned out to be bad people?

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    [justify][size=8] Cairo tumbled over, trying to fly using tiny wings that wouldn't work. Seeing the giant monster, the kid immediately darted behind Tama, the leader being the only person in the vicinity she was somewhat familiar with. W-What was that thing? Big scary alien monster, not good not good. They stayed silent, however, and just stared at X11 from behind Tama, eyes wide and pupils in tiny slits.

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    [justify][size=8] Eggs? Cairo came from an egg. Didn't she? Most dragons did. Cairo waddled around, having to use ground travel since her wings weren't strong enough to induct flight yet. She tripped over an egg, landing face first into the ground. Oof. Rock? No, it was an egg. She glanced over at the light blue patterned egg, which had clouds on it. Oh, it was pretty. She would be a mother dragon. The kid wrapped herself around the egg, protecting it with her tail and making sure nobody got near it- especially not snakes. Cairo had a feeling she wasn't doing this event right, but she still hoped the egg hatched. Maybe she would get to keep the baby.

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    [justify][size=8] Cairo was probably just as scared of the joiner. Er.. joiners? She seemed to be sharing a body. No no no, Cairo didn't like this. The dragon backed away and watched the entity with wide eyes, not trusting anything that could potentially invade bodies- though, she wasn't entirely sure if that was the case or not, Cairo often jumped to assumptions. The mute baby shuffled stubby paws nervously before swallowing their fear and padded up carefully. Though they couldn't speak, they tilted their head and flicked their ears in a manner that appeared as an inquiry, as if she was asking who they were, and why they were there.

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    [justify][size=8] Cairo approached curiously, watching the scene unfold. Oh, they were fighting. That was.. not okay. Why were they doing it? The kid shuffled close to Littlepaw, trying to make sure Chara didn't lash out at the paladin. Oh, golly, Ebb was in trouble.

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    [justify][size=8] Well, Pango couldn't read yet, but her dad sent her here with a note. His hand writing was all loopy and stuff, it looked like chicken scratch to her. It was actually cursive, but it was really compact. Simon had said, "give this to the first person you see". Man, her dad was the coolest. She kind of regretted being sassy at him- whenever he tried to get her to eat meat for the first time, she stuck her tongue out at him and walked away. Also, she accidentally broke the robot he was working on. It was rolling around like nobody's business, so Pango attacked it and it fell over and smashed into a bunch of pieces. Boy, Simon was maaad.
    Pango sat in the exact spot she had been instructed to sit in, watching and waiting for someone to come along, the envelope dangling from her mouth.

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    [justify][size=8] Here for something? She guessed so. She glanced over at Morning, unable to answer his question. She used to have a shirt that said "I'm Mute" on it, but the colors were ugly. She set down the letter and gave it to Morningpaw, wondering herself what it said.


    "Hello! My daughter here, Pango, needs to join your clan. I am unable to care for her anymore, I do hope it is alright if she lives here."


    The letter must have been written in a hurry, because he even forgot to sign it. That was sort of unlike Simon, who was very formal. Still unaware of what the letter said, Pango waited and watched carefully, curious to see what they would think of the letter.

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    [justify][size=8] Pango watched Morningpaw's face carefully, sort of confused by the expression he made. Wait, Pan? Was that her name now? Well, it was a cool name, she supposed. Pango grinned at Morning as he welcomed her to the clan, a feeling of excitement building up. This was cool!
    Of course, Pango still had no idea who these people were. She tried asking, "what is your name" in sign language, but it was really awkward and unclear with paws, and she also doubted they knew what it meant. Huh, difficult, this was.

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    [justify][size=8] Johna thun toes? Cool name! Pango nodded once he had finished speaking, though she was distracted by the prosthetic leg. She stared at it for a while, wondering if this dude was half robot or something. It was cool, though, the leg looked really cool. It sorta reminded her of the famous movie Robot Pirate Island, in a way.
    Then a rabbit approached, and Pango was sort of worried somebody would eat it. Oh, hey, it spoke to her! Camp? Was that, like, their main hang out place? Neat! Pango nodded eagerly at the rabbit lady, noticing the confused look on her face. Huh? Was there something on Pango's face? Oh, golly.
    Her attention shifted to Morningpaw once more. Oh, that was a neat name, too! Did his name change, depending on the time of day? It was almost noon, so would his name be Noonpaw? Huh, well, something told Pango that wasn't how names worked. Well, now Pango was confused. Johnny Toes said to ask him question, but now Morning was saying to ask him any questions she had. So, who was she suppose to ask? Wait, that was a question. She sat there for a moment, staring at the ground confused and trying to figure out who to ask about asking questions. Oh, Morning had inquired something. Why was she quiet? Huhh, how was she suppose to answer that question? This was hard. Pango opened her mouth, trying to make a noise come out, then shut it again once it didn't work, hoping that would sort of answer his question.
    These people were all really nice, Pango liked being here. She looked at Winderpaw, taking note of his slightly narrowed pale blue eyes, and in turn slightly narrowing her eyes back, before grinning at him and making sort of a silent "hehehe" sound, if that makes sense. Glad you're staying? Wowie, that was awful nice. Pango was glad he was staying as well. Heh, this place was "the bomb".

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    [justify][size=8] Pango padded over, looking around at the sea of faces she hardly recognized and sat down sort of towards the sidelines, raising her hand and waving it around, trying to request a task.

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    [justify][size=8] Pango hobbled over, checking out the party for kits curiously. Heya, this looked fun! Pango sniffed at one of the dead animals, wondering if that was the food. Welp, Pango wasn't really a meat person. It was okay, though, she had eaten a bunch of candy for breakfast, anyway. She found that without her dad, she had a lot less rules. There wasn't a bed time, she could eat anything off the floor, she could play outside by herself, it was really fun! Pango inspected a blanket, trying to make sure it was okay before laying on it and rolling herself up in it. Heheh, cat sushi roll. Or, I guess you could say it was a purrito. Haha, Pango silently giggled at her own pun, looking at Blister with a grin and hoping he wouldn't get angry at her for playing around with the blanket.

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    [justify][size=8] Wow, Pango never considered climbing a tree. Well, she supposed it was good to, uhh, branch out and try new things. After all, she couldn't leaf things well enough alone. Heh. The kid inspected the tree Talon was in, waving at him from the ground and wondering how he got up there. Could he fly? She sat there for quite a while, pondering it, before looking down at her claws and finally realizing how he must have gotten up there. Wow, he probably had a really neat view from up there. Pango padded over to the tree trunk and dug her claws into it, then began trying to climb. Though, she immediately slid back down. Welp, she had the upper body strength of a fish. Erm, which she assumed wasn't very much. Well, maybe some other day. For now, the child stared up at Talonpaw in amazement, now regarding him as an expert climber and therefore giving him complete respect.

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    [justify][size=8] Pango kept a sharp eye trained on Xeno, watching him curiously though fearfully and making no attempt to contact him. He looked kind of scary, Pango was afraid to approach him. Though, as the kid watched the little alien-like creature, she realized that he was probably just as afraid as Pango was. The kitten shook her fur briefly before emerging from her hiding place, walking up to Xeno carefully and slowly examining him. Hey, up close, he looked pretty cool! Pango rose a paw up and waved to X, giving him a tiny smile.

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    [justify][size=8] Hey, this guy sort of reminded Pango of Simon. The kid approached from the side, walking up to John slowly and watching him with wide, curious eyes. Once she got close enough, she sat down and raised a paw up to greet him with, offering the man a tiny smile.