Posts by ~Serafin~

"It's nice to meet you, Wilson." Serafin greeted the newcomer. "Let me guess, you must be somebody important?" Serafin's tone was one of genuine interest rather than sarcasm. The flame point wasn't sure who the leader here was, but something about Wilson seemed to project authority. He liked that the people here didn't seem too awful peppy. Despite being an angel, Serafin didn't really like people who were too happy. He took pride in being what he considered a pure, benevolent being who also embraced realism and didn't act like he was on a constant sugar high.

Anybody wanna help get this newcomer in on some cool Darkclan stuff? He's open to all sorts of things, so just ask if you have anything in mind.

So, Serafin is a new member of Darkclan and I'd love to get him on some plots with other characters both in and out of Darkclan. He is open to all sorts of things, so just ask if you have an idea.

Also, he is an angel. As a result, he will likely be looking for someone to protect. Whoever that is he would be wholeheartedly dedicated to and do whatever he could to make their life the best it could be and keep them out of danger. As a result, he would likely become an overbearing and obnoxious friend. However, a relationship like that might open up some more plot opportunities. If you're interested in having Serafin act as your character's guardian angel, just ask and we'll talk about it.

Serafin was intrigued by the boy jumping out the window and running off into the great outdoors. "Funny. Guess the kid's enthusiastic about being outside at least." Or in a big hurry. A little voice in his head suggested. Serafin wasn't sure what the kid would be in such a hurry for, but he supposed it was none of his business. So, the red haired man moved away from the windowsill and decided to follow the boy's example of enjoying the outdoors. Yeah, he was going to go sit outside. On the porch. Hey, it was a start.

A snake? Serafin watched the slithery beast for a moment as the leader and wolf confronted it. When the reptile introduced itself, Serafin rolled his eyes a little; so it was a peppy snake then too? Great. Snakes, like demons, made Serafin a little uncomfortable. There was just something disturbing about the way they just wriggled around everywhere. However, it was their guest and Serafin would still introduce himself with a friendly smile, "It's nice to meet you, Illuvie. I'm Serafin."

Serafin was now a member of Darkclan. This meant that this place was now his home; and that these people were now his family. As an angel, Serafin would guard his new family with his life if necessary. However, he sure would like to know the people that he would need to so deeply dedicate himself to. The flame point tom had spoken with two members of the clan and knew no more about them than their names. In the angel's mind, his knowledge database of the clan was pathetic. Determined to put a quick fix to that, he would call out to whoever was listening: "Meet and greet, anyone?"

So maybe Serafin had taken a trip out. He had been missing a very important piece of his life since he joined the clan and that piece was called games. Serafin strongly believed that such simple pleasure's were an important part of life. The angel had decided that it was his personal duty to introduce the Darkclanners to board games if they didn't know them already. So, Serafin had gone away to find some. The tom returned with a messenger bag around his neck, packed full and dragging on the ground behind him. Once he had found a nice, comfortable spot in the sun, Serafin would unzip the bag and begin unpacking the variety of colorful game boxes. "Games, anyone?" The flame pointed feline would call out.

Serafin watched the boy as he came back and ran into his house. He seemed to be in a hurry about something. However, the boy seemed normal enough when he exited again. Huh, weird. Serafin thought but decided to let it go, kids did all sorts of strange things these days. "Oh, hey." Serafin greeted, returning the boy's wave, "What's up?"

"Well then it's nice to meet you too, Whirlingpaw." Serafin replied, maintaining his amiable appearance. He noted that the wolf seemed awkward, but perhaps confused. Maybe Serafin wouldn't mind this demon so much, considering that he seemed innocent enough. The angel wasn't about to make any early judgements though, either good or bad.

"Hello." Serafin greeted the cheetah as he approached. His movements were somewhat cautious, not because he was wary of the visitor, but because he wasn't sure whether he was intruding on a personal moment for Whirlingpaw and the wildcat. He'd hate to be rude. "Whirlingpaw, do you two know eachother?" the angel would inquire.

Serafin's an angel from Darkclan. He would probably try to beat Shake up at first, but once he realizes that he likes to heal people he'd probably get more accepting. Maybe they could be like frenemies?

Would you mind making it? I wouldn't be able to get to it for a little bit.

It had just been a boring day. Serafin had travelled out to the loner lands in search of something to do considering that Darkclan had all but become a ghost town. Ghost towns just didn't work for Serafin, considering he was the type of guy that needed to get out and do stuff in order to be happy. What he really needed was a job of some kind. Shame there aren't any around, huh? the angel thought to himself. Not much farther along, the flame point tom noticed a canine wandering around the area. Someone to talk to perhaps? Wait... As he approached, Serafin recognized the animal as being a demon. Well if this isn't just the sort of excitement I was hoping for. The angel approached the demon carefully, but chose not to stay out of sight. Serafin was a good gentleman who believed that even demons deserved proper warnings. "Hello there." the angel greeted as he stepped out in the open, "You can call me Serafin." The flame point gave a brief pause before continuing on, "I hope you don't mind if I ask you a question: would I be right in assuming that you are a demon?"

And here comes the angel to break Perri's moment of silence. Serafin was excited to see someone he'd never met before; this clan had seemed rather dead lately and it saddened him. The flame point padded over to Perri, dipping his head in a polite greeting. "Hello there, miss." he said, "Enjoying the sun?" He had to admit, it was a very nice day. The tom just wished he had a book to read. He liked the ones with pictures. Perhaps he would take a trip out to the human place again and find some later today.

"Ah." Serafin mewed in understanding, stepping back a bit to give them space. As the conversation continued, Serafin could tell that this was very much a personal, family discussion. The angel decided to leave earshot of the conversation so the two could have their nostalgic conversation alone together.

"Ah, so I am correct then." the angel took Shakepaw's answer as confirmation. Honestly, he probably would have taken any answer as confirmation of the canine's demonic nature. Serafin had only asked the question for sake of seeming proper. "I'm afraid I'll have to attempt to destroy you." The flame point had given the demon his warning, which he figured was more than most angels would have done. He was not in the habit of being nice to demons, particularly because demons weren't in the habit of being nice to regular animals, whom he felt a duty towards. With his point made, Serafin would attempt to hurl a fireball at Shakepaw.

Serafin was disappointed with how the demon just tried to run away; the angel had always enjoyed a good fight, and the horned canine had looked promising. "Why?" the flame point asked with disbelief, a curious tilt to his head, "Because, we are opposite forces. I'm good and you're bad. You go prancing around bringing terror wherever you go, and then I destroy you." the angel paused for a breath that came out as a partial sigh, "You really ought to know how this game goes by now." The angel remained tense in case this was a plan to get him to drop his guard. Serafin hadn't encountered a demon yet that didn't understand the concept of angels and demons being compelled to fight. If he was serious, the feline pitied his ignorance a little.

"Hello." Serafin greeted the newcomer. Because he was still new to Darkclan, his nose wasn't yet trained to recognize the scents of their allies. That said, enemies rarely brought baskets of what appeared to be gifts to the border. "I presume that you're an ally, but it's my job to ask for name and business anyway."

What was going on here? Serafin was attracted by the cracks of lighting. The tom ran over to see what he recognized to be another Darkclan fighting a stranger. Serafin gave a small smile; this was his call. The angel ran over to help Agent Oprah, giving the monster his one deserved warning, "You're going to have to pay for attacking this clan, beast." With that, Serafin would attempt to hurl a fireball at Ghoulian.

//sorry for taking so long to reply.

The angel gave a small smile. He appreciated their hospitality. "A tour would be helpful if you have the time." he said to Wilson. The flame point wanted to know the territory he was going to be living in early on. Serafin liked to be prepared.