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"Hello Mac, Wendi," Toriel said lightly, smiling at the children with bright eyes. It was good to see them getting to know others, starting to settle in. She really did hope they would like it here. "Have you started making friends, then?"

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"If you'd like, Chara," Toriel said, suddenly feeling guilty for not speaking with her first. But then, how could she have? It was a spur of the moment decision. Silently trying to justify her choice to herself, she turned back to the children, smiling gently as the children began to woke up. She smiled at Relay's cheery greeting, watching fondly as Wendi breathed softly, Macabre's little white toes twitched, and Red began to wake. Poor things. "Shh, shh. It's alright, my child. This is Bone Clan. You're safe here.."

//if you've still got the muse/time, think you could do tori? you don't have to, of course. :3

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Normally, Toriel avoided violence as best she could. However, she had nothing against coming along this time-Bill was awful. She still remembered the horrible things he'd said, the awful way he'd treated… she took a deep shaky breath, forcing a smile. Asriel. "I'll come along, if you need me," she said to Chaos, glancing hesitantly to Chara. She hated the idea of her child coming along, but this was Bone Clan. She was just going to have to accept that sometimes Chara might be violent like the other members.

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"Chara! Are you alright?" Of course she wasn't alright, she wasn't and it was all her fault. She was horrible, she should have been here, should have kept this from happening in the first place. It would never stop, she'd always fail, always, always-"Oh my child," she said softly, wincing. "We should wrap that. We don't want you losing too much blood." She stopped, turning to face Relay fiercely. "As for you, missy!!" she paused, softening slightly. "Thank you. But you're too young to be so reckless, Relay. Please, be more careful," she said gently. Pausing, she added a stern look, for the young cub. "I hope you know you're grounded, though."

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Even with a skull on his head, this kid was absolutely adorable. "Hey, Macky," Toriel said gently, smiling down at him affectionately. "I see you've met Chara, huh?"

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Toriel paused to take in the locals curiously, offering a small smile. The first femme seemed polite enough, considering Toriel was, in fact, on their land. She wasn't sure what to make of the stoic wolf, or the energetic red panda, but she certainly couldn't help flashing a gentle smile at the apprentice. "Ah, hello. My name is Toriel Dreemur," she introduced, dipping her head politely. "I'm on a journey trying to go and visit all of the clans and learn about their cultures. I'm not being too intrusive by visiting, I hope?"

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Goodness, out of all her children, Macabre was probably the one who kept him busiest. At first she was angry at him for wandering off into a dangerous area, but she hesitated when she saw how happy he was. "Did you find yourself a buddy?" Toriel said gently as she approached, glancing around to make sure there was nothing dangerous at the moment before she tried to coax her son back to the nursery.

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"Thank you very much, Lumen," Toriel said gently, offering the girl a gentle smile. "Do you need anything while you're here? Food, drink, a place to rest? Anything at all?"

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Padding over, Toriel offered the child a friendly smile as she sat next to Macabre, nudging him gently in greeting. "My name is Toriel Dreemur. It's wonderful to meet you, child."

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Late, late again. Swearing at herself under her breath, Toriel lifted her head, nodding firmly. "I hope it goes without saying that I'll help too," she said firmly.

//mobile

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"Hello there child," Toriel offered tiredly as she padded over, offering a slight smile. "My name is Toriel Dreemur. It's a pleasure to meet you, Pancakekit, child."

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Stargazing. Well, she never could turn down a time to look at the stars after all those years without. "Would you mind if I came along?" Toriel said gently, glancing absently up at the dark skies.

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Toriel padded over silently, offering a tired smile, but no words. She had nothing to say, really, seeing as everyone had already spoken.

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Oh, since she was a boyar now, she could give weekly tasks, then? She'd only been coming over to ask for one herself. Well, she was here, she had the authority, might as well help out. Smiling hesitantly, Toriel piped in. "Chaos, I want you to host a natural disasters preparedness class. Cynthia, I want you to learn something new, maybe a language or a skill, then teach or show your clan mates. Bluepaw, hold some kind of contest. Whatever sort you'd like."

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Herb training? She'd never really been the best with flowers. That had always been, well, not her thing. Shaking away the absent thoughts, she managed a smile, glad to see Allyson. The vrach seemed really pleasant. "I'll be sitting in, if you don't mind."

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The lily–white warrior strode through the snow, moving lightly, close to the ground as she moved. She'd been hunting, parent and impatient, chasing the scent of a coyote that had strayed over the border. The scent was faint, lost to the watery thickness of the packed snow, but she could trace the scent well enough. Frowning as she reached a crooked tree, she glanced around. The scent faded near here, and the trail seemed lighter."Huh," she muttered through her twisted jaw, frowning.

Hah, new blood. "Where are you from? Loner, rogue, or kittypet?" she asked saltily, looking at her thoughtfully. It had been a while since she'd seen any outside blood. To be honest, she wasn't sure whether to be glad or angry.

Waspnose swallowed hard, forcing herself to breath. Lunging over, she aimed to pull Waspkit back by his ruff. 'Oh no you don't! You're going to cause more help than harm, so don't you dare go further," she snapped rudely.

Cheerwine circled through the sky, staring up at the floating islands overhead with obvious awe. She figured this was the place—she couldn't imagine anywhere better, really, but she kind of wanted to skip the whole introductions thing and just explore—who knew what might be hidden around the weird place? Catching a sharp updraft, the hyacinth macawine soared upwards until she reached the surface of one of the islands, landing roughly in the light snow. Smiling, she started prancing through the snow, not minding as it caught between her claws. The sky was so clear up here! "Helloooo?" Cheer called brightly. This was probably the wrong place. It was probably full of angry humans or vicious hungry bears—but if that were the case, she could probably fly away, and if by some miracle she wasn't entirely lost and this was it, well, it would be a shame to skip it over! "I come in peace!" she yelled, her feathers fluffed up defensively against the slight chill.

"Ah, yeah, I think this is the place!" she chirped brightly, feeling rather pleased. "Fantastic to meet all of you! Gosh there are so many, uh, hah!" she paused, her dark eyes narrowing at Mack's arrival. She paused quietly for a second, chewing on the thought. Finally, she broke into another huge smile. "Ah! Yes, we do look alike! I can't believe this! I mean it took me long enough to get here but I figured you probably had met some terrible fate or wouldn't want to see me or—" she cut herself off with a slight laugh. She was getting carried away with herself again, wasn't she? "You're Mack, right? I'm your sister!"