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Smiling happily as Kate welcomed him, the young pup looked on to the next Windclan member. Ah, someone his age! That was nice to see, considering there weren't many his age where he came from. In fact, there was only one other, and Weed was pretty sure the other was obsessed with themselves. Quite useless really, as they seemed more caught up in themselves than having fun with him. But this Mel guy seemed cool, plus he seemed happy, just like him!
Turning towards Victorianpaw, who was next to join the miniature party at the border, the canine would raise a fictional brow. Lil blunt. Now what did that mean? Well, whatever it meant the male sure hope it wasn't a bad thing. After all, he had never heard anyone called that before. At least it wasn't shrimp or anything though. Now that was obviously a mean thing to call someone, because you were pretty much calling them tiny and weak. "Oh uh.. thanks?" the canine would respond to the apprentice's welcome, mildly confused by the nickname he had been given.
And next came a lion. Vader, that was. He didn't know the name of the other though, so he couldn't exactly call the other that quite yet. Noticing the fact lion found his name weird, Weed would momentarily wrinkle his nose. "And your name is?" the canine would ask, wondering why they thought his name was weird. Perhaps the guy had one of those boring names like James, or Ralph.
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@PHOSPHENES !
lmao i feel you
i'm so lost rn xD
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That seems cool, nothing really happens when everyone is just basic
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Maybe she could become friends with Weed?
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Maybe they could become friends? I dunno, Weed likes flowers.
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woah how'd you get 6 cats?
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Maybe she and Weed could become friends?
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Friends with Weed? I don't really know what would start it, but perhaps they end up bonding over the same thing? What are some of her interests?
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Oh wow they come from all over
i only have three cats
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So for his weekly task he had been told to host some sort of game by Oliver to cheer everyone up. Well that sounded like something he could do. Or at least he hoped so, that was what he was supposed to be doing anyways. So perhaps he would see some smiling faces from this. That would certainly be great. Dragging a stick across the ground, the young canine would set up the stick into a deep hole he had dug before filling it in. He would do the same a short distance away from the stick and repeat the process on the other side of the clearing. Not too long after, there would be two nets stretched across the sticks, one on either side of the clearing.
If one knew what this was the beginning of, they would probably guess soccer. And if they did, they would be correct, even if Weed had grown up knowing it as football. Nudging a white ball with black pentagons laying over the odd material. Amber gaze blinking the pup would look around to make sure he had everything ready. Yup, looking like it.
"Who wants to play some soccer?" the small canine would call out cheerfully, hoping some people would start turning up.
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I'm just going to track since I don't really know anyone
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Would she be interested in collecting flowers with Weed?
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If you could make it, that'd be great <33
I have a lot of threads to make anyways
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Vacation? Lucky duck! Have fun!
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Clean out the creek? Well, he supposed this would be public interaction for him, and although he could go out on his own and do that himself, he may as well help Windclan. This was one of his homes after all. Bounding over with a smile towards Kate, who he questioned slightly for why she had this job considering how injured she was, the canine would slow to a walk as he neared them. "I'll help Kate! Just tell me what to do!" Weed would offer happily, hoping to make her smile somehow. After all, smiles were the best facial expression. Not to mention it took less muscles to smile than to frown.
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Does she like flowers? Otherwise, they could always bond over games. Weed is always trying to play games with people.
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If you could make it, that'd be great!
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I could probably put Weed into the group if it does resurface!
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Maybe Weed is flower picking and somehow wanders onto the westeros territory? If it were to go that way, I'm willing to make so that the thread starts with a bit more sense ^^
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Well.. What does she commonly do in her freetime?