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    ALL I SEE ARE PROMISES;;


    Ah yes, the division question. He was wondering how long he could avoid that one - a record few minitues apperently.

    The thug shook his head.

    "Just a thug." He mummbled, shifting his paws. He debated if he should explain why, and innwardly shruged. If you want friends, you should be honest, right? At least, kind of honest. The cartel members...Arty flicked an ear, dismissing his susipious and incriminating thoughts. He promised himself no more- that he needed friends, but...

    "Like I said, I was a sick alot as a kid, so Im not really accostomed to how many people are here, so I dont go to many events." Yes, that lie would suffice. It was close to the truth to, there were tons of people in the cartel, but it was mainly that the lion hadnt grown the balls neccisary for executions and whatnot. It was pitiful, really. Thats why arthir decided he needed friends. If he had friends, well, maybe things would be easier to stomach.



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    KIKI;; Red Panda

    Ah yes! The trading center! The red panda was excited to see what items the Earthers would bring. Of course, Kiki was smart. Or at least, as smart as a res panda could be! Snug around her neck was a stachal containing small wooden items she had made, since she didnt know if the trading center had a currency, and she didnt have any, she thought trading items was the best alternative!

    Leaping from branch to branch, the lil red fur ball was surprisingly agile for her slighty bulky build. She hummed a soft song, holding her tail steady so Chester could hang on without much trouble.

    "Think we'll met anyone?" She asked.

    "Not if I can help it." The albino answered, his vioce gruff. Kiki simply flicked her tail, ignoing the bats "hey!"

    Thankfully, it wasnt to long before she saw someone. Oh they looked friendly! Dropping from the branches, the red panda landed nearby with a stubble and scurried to catch up to Nonny.

    "Hiya! Ya going to the tradin center?" She asked, her southern drawl slipping into her words.


    CHESTER ;; Bat

    Golly, did the stupid kid have to make friends with everyone?! The bat sighed, trying to burry himself in his wings. He only agreed to go so the kid would shut up, but that apperntly disnt work.


    //lowmuse for this guy yoof




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    KIKI;; Red Panda

    "Well what are ya waitin for?" The panda asked, mirriroing the shapeshifters bounce.

    "Le go! Race ya!" She announced as she sprinted foreward, gigling all the while.


    CHESTER ;; Bat


    He was there, and very annoyed.




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    //bit rushed! Apologuies!

    OOC;  LAYLA

    IC;

    Bored, I decided to expand my horizions a little bit; the Color Command was great, but there was a whole world out there, new oppurtunities and new things to see, smell, and experience. With little effort, I took to the skies, flicking my tail as if it was water.

    As a water dragon, I must say, the experience of flying is terrible. Birds run into you, the winds are cold and clouds have a 50/50 chance of electicuting you. Not that it hurts, it just is unpleasent. And unpleasent is nothing the gaurdian of the sea should have to deal with.

    I sigh, eyeing the land below. Where to go, where to go? Eventually, I spot something that strikes my fancy- a trading post? I lower myself, circling like a wingless bird of prey before lowering and touching down.

    The ground beneath my claws is...odd. Certainly diffrent from Color Commands. Its more soft, more worn and more dry than I am used to. A scowl graces my perfect muzzle as I lift a claw, letting the soil melt away from my grasp. Disgusting. But I am much to bored to give it a second thought.

    I move foreward, looking from shop to shop to see if anything is interesting. No, no that. Thats..tacky. yes! Oh, ah, on second thought...eh. yes that will d-oh!

    I blink bumping into someone, a small border collie by the looks of it. Pretty.

    ∙Ah my lady, I apologuise∙ I purr. ∙What brings you here on this fine morning, my lady?∙



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    ALL I SEE ARE PROMISES;;


    Money division? The lion copied the elder cartel members movements. Yes, maybe money? He wasnt great with the fighting thing though, that may be an issue, but he could certainly see that...hummm.

    "Oh? Hayleil, yes. Yeah, shes my family, and my sister Maritime and dozens of others im sure. Shes a good mom- though I felt like being godmother came firist, as it should." He shifted again. "My father isnt part of the cartel though- hes in one of those softie clans. The thunderlands I think? Anyways, are you from some blood?" Hey! He was pretty good at this! As we Mike. Maybe the two were friends now? Wasnt that how friends worked?


    //plot idea! If youd like! Maybe Arty could get super attched to Mike an follow him around?


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    "Oh!" Arthur let out a chuckle and gave a rare smile. "Yeah, believe me, I know. Idont hold it against her- it musta been hard. I was rowdy and sick, and the cartel obviously needed a leader. No easy opion there, but she pulled off both great- its my dad thats the problem." Arthur flicked a tail, feeling the familar build of fustration in his throat.

    "He...he left for the thunderlands after I was born. Gone. At least, he was when I was up. He choose leading his own group over my mother. He didnt..." The lion sighed, lwtting out a soft growl and Looked away.

    "Its...a big thing. Anyways," Oh what was a good topic? The lion didnt know. Oh great, he did it again...

    "Whats the dark dynasty? Dont think ive heard of it?"

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    OOC; Ok, so, a little disclaimer, Ive never rped something like nor do I want to do the reasearch I usually do for things to be semi realistic, and ive yet to find a refrence for this, so i apologuise if this is choppy or weird.

    IC; Ah. A clanner. Pretty ladies sure are interesting. Much more pretty and interesting than the clanners at home. Giving my tail a thoughful flick, I think.

    ∙Well, my dear, I can help you find where you feel from Heaven~ I happen to be a traveler∙ I smile, taking note of her shaking frame. Man, I had a way with the ladies~


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    OOC; Oh lol shes an angel? Niiice! XD Does she have a plotting thread? Ive got a charrie that is a fallen angel/visiting angel so maybe they could know each other or something? If not, thats chill! ^^

    IC; Ah so she is a shy one. Playing coy, are we? Very well~

    ∙But my love, l can help you soar above the heads of any who dare look down upon your beutuy and grace~ Besides! I am very fast∙ I wiggeled an eyebrow. It worked on the ladies back home- why would here be diffrent?

    ∙I can soar to the heavans above to return you safe and sound my dear. You are my first priority~∙ I shifted infront of her, giving her a show of my scales. Yes, yes, the ladies like~


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    ALL I SEE ARE PROMISES;;


    The lion smiled at Mikes bluntness. It was fresh, he liked it. Truthful and honest- unlike the rest of the scum here. The lion sighed, raising an eyebrow. Mike? If he had connections. It wasnt the answer the wolf wanted, Arty knew that, but this was the cartel. Happy dreams and opptimism are for those without daddy issues.

    "I mean, its the cartel. Its not a nice place, like Thunderlands or Dark Dynasty. If youve got power and your popular - youre set, even if your place steals kits man. But if ya dont..." he shrugged, dragging a paw of her neck, rasing his eyebrows.

    "But, uh, dont worry." it occured to Arthur that just because Mike was blunt, he didnt want a blunt reply. Or at the very least, such an upsetting one.

    "Your a leader, so youd prob be debated over, realistically. That gives you time. I can fly, and I dont give two craps about what those foxbrains think, and they wont hurt me - at least wont kill me - so that gives you transportation. I also happen to know quite a few hiding spots, so, if it does happen, youll have options." That was reasuring, right?

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    OOC; TEXTHERE

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    Very pretty∙ I rummble, glancing at a fox I have yet to have the pleasure of meeting. The work was odd - yes- but I have spent my days at the beach rather than in cities so all the buildings seemed odd and foreign. The colors though, they shown like coral I have only seen in my travels.

    ∙Out scorce? You do know what group are a part of, correct?∙ I raised an eyebrow. ∙Simply ask people, im sure evwryone woukd love to decorate their house!∙∙[/color


           

           


           

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