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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel tipped his chin back at the sound of a voice, fixating the first to approach with a careful glance, wearing an expression that revealed no emotion. His blue optics swept over each creature as they made their presence known to him, in one way or another. Mortals, most of them - as expected, of course. But a few of them gave of auras that made him unsure. Iason's, for example, was quite complex. The corners of his mouth turned downwards in a slight frown.

He cleared his throat. "My name is Castiel," he began, "I am an angel of the Lord. My business is.. to join. Ah, to join your clan." Hopefully he had answered the questions correctly. For all he knew this was some sort of initiation. He gave a nod.

[ screeches bc supernatural is my life and I love it ]
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]It was early morning. The soft rustle of feathers heralded Castiel's arrival - there was no shadow, no flicker of movement to signal his appearance otherwise. One moment there was nothing, and then he was simply... there, standing a respectable foot or so from BlizzardClan's border. He tipped back his chin, blue eyes flickering from side to side, taking in his surroundings. It was obvious that he was out of his element - uncomfortable, even - but he was trying. The young tom shuffled his forepaws as he drank in the silence. He really hoped that he was doing this right; he didn't want to disrespect his potential 'new' home. He cleared his throat, ears angled back. "Uh.. hello?" he called out, voice raspy from disuse.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt]Castiel tipped his chin back at the sound of a voice, fixating the first to approach with a careful glance, wearing an expression that revealed no emotion. His blue optics swept over each creature as they made their presence known to him, in one way or another. Mortals, most of them - as expected, of course. But a few of them gave of auras that made him unsure. Michael's, for example, was quite complex. The corners of his mouth turned downwards in a slight frown.

He cleared his throat. "My name is Castiel," he began, "I am an angel of the Lord. You may help me with.. joining. Ah, I would like to join your clan." Hopefully he had answered the questions correctly. For all he knew this was some sort of initiation. He gave a nod.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Chin tipped back, Castiel offered Monroe a subtle nod. "Right." Good, that had been simple enough. After a moment's hesitation, he realized he was forgetting something. "..Thank you. You will be rewarded for welcoming me with open arms, I'm sure." His dark gaze swept over the others mentioned. It lingered momentarily on Marley Rose, and his eyes narrowed, but he said nothing and glanced away. "Marley Rose, Bulletpaw. It is a.. pleasure. I think I'll be going to camp now." And suddenly Castiel was gone, leaving no trace that he had ever been there besides the distant sound of rustled feathers. The others would only have to assume that he had gone to camp.

/ sorry this is so late omg + cas out
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel was tired. Tired, specifically, of being stuck on Earth. He was trapped - he didn't know why, but he was bound to find out. This whole situation had demon stink all over it. In the meantime, he had decided that the best plan of action was to join a clan. They would offer protection and information and whatnot. Plus, mortals could be.. amusing.

There was the tell-tale rustle of feathers as the scrawny male appeared suddenly in the dead center of camp. A nearby kit, startled, gave a yelp of surprise and ran off crying - he only watched after them with his usual squinty gaze and emotionless expression. Tipping back his chin, the angel cleared his throat. He had looked into clan culture, and sincerely hoped he was doing this right. It felt... strange to just blurt something out to no one in particular, but here went nothing. "People of BlizzardClan," he began, I, Castiel, angel of Above, am holding a... a meet-and-greet. Please approach." That was quite formal for a simple meet-and-greet, but to him it felt appropriate. He gave a nod.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]More strange auras. The first to approach - Sailorpaw, it seemed - was certainly not a normal mortal. Her soul wasn't incredibly powerful, however, so Castiel could only assume that she was some lesser monster - a vampire, maybe, or a witch. He fixated her with his usual blank gaze, a bit off-put by her... enthusiasm. "I- hello," he stuttered in his gravelly voice, "It is.. great to meet you too. Yes. You seem very... excited." Was that a compliment? He wasn't sure. This was all very new to him - angels didn't exactly socialize much.

Oh - Mary. Cas blinked in her direction, his tail tip twitching. "Mary. I remember you from when I joined your clan. I appreciate your.. simple name." Clan were confusing in most senses, so to hear a name that didn't end in some strange prefix was nice. He looked up. "Is this your living area? This camp?"

The next two to speak his name, he didn't quite recognize. He knit his eyebrows at Midori's greeting, frowning. "Heyo," He parroted, "That is a strange greeting, I've never heard it before. Tell me, is it a mortal combination of 'hey' and 'hello?'" He questioned, obviously looking much too far into this slang word.

He looked to the kid. Mack. "Yes, hi. What are you?" He looked puzzled. Castiel wasn't trying to be rude, but he had never seen a blue dog with wings before.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]It was early morning. The soft rustle of feathers heralded Castiel's arrival - there was no shadow, no flicker of movement to signal his appearance otherwise. One moment there was nothing, and then he was simply... there, standing a respectable foot or so from BlizzardClan's border. He tipped back his chin, blue eyes flickering from side to side, taking in his surroundings. It was obvious that he was out of his element - uncomfortable, even - but he was trying. The young tom shuffled his forepaws as he drank in the silence. He really hoped that he was doing this right; he didn't want to disrespect his potential 'new' home. He cleared his throat, ears angled back. "Uh.. hello?" he called out, voice raspy from disuse.
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by the way, nice avatar c; / wink

cc:
oh eren? I played him for a while in scarclan but then my muse bombed hhh,,

eskieeee hi
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel tipped his chin back at the sound of a voice, fixating the first to approach with a careful glance, wearing an expression that revealed no emotion. His blue optics swept over each creature as they made their presence known to him, in one way or another. Mortals, most of them - as expected, of course. But a few of them gave of auras that made him unsure. The corners of his mouth turned downwards in a slight frown.

He cleared his throat. "My name is Castiel," he began, "I am an angel of the Lord. My intentions are.. to join. Ah, to join your clan." Hopefully he had answered the questions correctly. For all he knew this was some sort of initiation. He gave a nod.

[ screeches bc supernatural is my life and I love it ]
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NORAGAMI
AAAAAAA I LOVE THAT SHOW
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]"I..." Castiel didn't want to get too involved in clan politics, as he didn't plan on staying for too long and hurting mortal's wasn't ideal, but he wanted to replay SunClan for housing him. What better way than to offer up his services on the battlefield? He stepped up to Cory, wearing his usual blank expression but with bright oceanic optics. A small frown dusted his features. "I will go."
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel didn't approach - he simply appeared out of thin air, seated calmly beside Jericho, the only harbinger of his said appearance being the soft rustle of feathers. By he was there; being an angel, he couldn't exactly get sick or anything, but he was still quite interested. His thoughtful gaze travelled over to Jericho, as he frowned slightly. "Being an angel, I have no need for a.. check-up," he mentioned, stumbling with the last word as it was foreign on his tongue, "but if you wouldn't mind I'd like to observe."
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel approached on quiet paws, glancing first to the child apparently trying to harvest fruit, then to the other SunClanners. He didn't quite understand how gardening worked - there wasn't really any reason to grow food back in heaven - but he did know how to do something. Without a word, the young tom placed his paw over one of the mounds of dirt covering a strawberry. He closed his oceanic eyes without a word, the ground beneath his touch seeming to glow faintly white. And then a bush burst from the ground, at first just a seedling but proceeding to blossom and go through it's usual life cycle, just fifty times as fast. Finally, plump red strawberries formed hanging from the bush's vines, and Castiel removed his paw.

The angel was in much worse shape than he expected to be after that usually simple trick. He was gasping for breath, and warm blood dropped from one nostril, which he wiped away with his forepaw. Strange. Not looking to Omorose but addressing him, he muttered, "I can.. do the rest later."
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel just happened to have been nearby when the soft-spoken words reached his ears. He turned to see that the request was made by a kitten - and a young one, at that. Wearing his usual emotionless expression, he moved a bit closer to Fairykit, as to make communication easier. He knit his brows. "What... is tag, exactly?" he questioned in his usual gruff voice, genuinely confused. Seeing as he never really had a 'childhood,' being an angel and all, he wasn't familiar with mortal games. He didn't realize how stupid he sounded asking.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]In summary, Castiel is an ultra-powerful and immortal angel inside a nerdy, scrawny little cat body. He's very expressionless all the time, and is very easily confused by mortal things. Speaking of which, he doesn't sleep or eat or anything like that, and he always gets around via teleportation. There is more information on him in the tags below - here's what he's up for, plot-wise:

OPEN TO -
- friends
- enemies
- frenemies
- interaction threads
- crushes [on him]
- getting into fights
- torture
- human(/angel?) AUs
- p much anything else, feel free to ask !!

CLOSED TO -
- relationships
- death/r.pe
- that's just about it lmao
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]you have no idea how happy that makes me ahh <3

that sounds gr8
occasional partners in crime that semi-hate each other's guts
should we kick it off with a private thread ?
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,,do you want me to make dean
bc I am totally down I mean
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