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    Hate your friends . joining . C/G
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    05-21-2019, 05:57 PM
    MALAKAI DIMERA
    TIGER X SABERTOOTH - MALE - 21 MONTHS - CONQUEST/GREENSIDE

    OOC- OMG I remember Hebi now!! He took my boy Olivers tail and you made some art for it, over in the Exiles, I believe? The snakes got me remembering lol xD

    Malakai felt as if he'd lived more lifetimes than he could suffer. There was a tiredness that seaped through to his very bones and the weight upon his shoulders was easily felt in an almost physical sense. The moments when he was alone or idle were when he felt it the most. It was this reason more than anything that he'd decided to undertake the founding of a new group. His entire life Malakai had been a successful member of a large clan, usually a high position if not outright leading. The life of a loner just didn't sit well with him. When you had a life that was dedicated to caring for and protecting others it set a bar of standards that would expect to be met from then on, and failing to do so only left him feeling frustrated and anxious. He felt though that things had to be different this time around. His recent resurrection had brought him back in a younger body and he felt on the urge of bursting from some sense of purpose. He had something important to do this time around, had a mark to leave before he was finally gone for good, and with the claiming of Greenside and the creation of Conquest, he felt he finally knew what that purpose was now.
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    The stretch of land he'd claimed for his new clan was beautiful by anyones standard. Stretching in every direction as far as the eye could see were lush green fields and gentle sloping hillsides, a deep blue sky filled with the fluffiest looking clouds you'd ever see running equally endless overhead. The weather here was often quite good for 3 out of the 4 seasons, though come winter things could be a bit rough given the fact that there was nothing to break up the winds that came from rushing in during the winters, meaning that things could be quite rough if they didn't prepare properly. Luckily Malakai had thought of that in advance. The school was massive and well tended, it's stonework well made for standing up to the brutalities of the harsher season. They also had The Farm, which despite being smaller and less equipped for the rough winters was able to provide them with enough meats, fruits, and vegitables to last the winter, and the work they did in the south of Greenside where the woodland was allowed them to also be well stocked on firewood to keep the fireplaces and cooking stoves going.

    Indeed, it seemed that Malakai had covered all the bases he could. Everything was just as it needed to be, though it was missing one key component. Members. It would be the hardest part of his endevor and the sabertooth spent most of his time patrolling the borders of his new home. It wasn't hard to do given the unbroken sightlines and he was quick to spot the approaching form of someone off in the distance from where he was on the third floor of the school. Greenside was a  lace that, above all, protected it's own, and never should a stranger get close to the school without being intercepted, an so the tiger looking feline was quick to make his way outside and meet the stranger out at the border. Icey blue eyes would land on the other, not unfriendly, but formal. In fact much of everything was stiff and formal about Malakai, though generally not unkind so long as he was given a reason not to be. "Hello, traveller." he'd call as he approached, offering a tight-lipped smile and nod of his head in greeting, noting that they'd respected the borders he'd set. "What brings you to Greenside?"


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