RIPPLE EFFECT {o. skipping stones}

[tristitia]

SCAR

MALE — THE ASCENDANTS — OBSERVER

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#psychosocial.

[Character Graveyard.]

LUNAFREYA N.F.

✯ — take these broken wings and learn to fly

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When Luna was young, she remembered that she and her brother would always go to a river near their home and they would always hop across the stepping stones. One day, she had fallen and she had gotten a small scratch on her forehead. A few weeks later- it had healed, but her mother forbid her and her older sibling from ever doing it again.

She had noticed Scar hoping across the small rocks in a playful manner and she took a seat to watch in her amusement. It was nice to see others embracing their inner child, as others seemed to be very mature, unlike Starry- not that his energetic personality was a bad thing at all.

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✯ — Luna. The Ascedants. Easy. — ✯

#psychosocial.

[ghostpact]

DAMN DUDE

this young boy is a problem you should call it in ! - tags

When Immortal was younger, he wasn't anymore innocent than he was now. So, while the skipping stone didn't take him back to any particular cute moment in his past, it did intice him to join in on the fun. The serval bound over, stopping a moment to decide he wanted to hang out with the lion or not. He could just sit by like Luna, but then he wouldn't have nearly as much fun. He wanted to like Scar and he almost did, he was cool and all, but the guy was kinda weird about that kid Kion. And the Lion Protection, Shield, something. Whatever. He hopped up next to the lion, deciding it couldn't hurt to try and get to know him further than their first meeting. Adjusting his hat, he pawed a pebble loose. "Yo, Scar. Bet I can skip this further than you can skip yours."

#psychosocial.

[BASTILLEPAW]

BASTILLEPAW AURELIUS ✧ ascendants — fireball — tags

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Bastille never really had a childhood to speak of. He was always sort of... off. He spend a good portion of his early months simply angry, rolling with the anger and tension of his past lives, with frustration and annoyance and just... nothingness. He'd left his mother's Clan too young to establish any real bonds there, and had never bonded with anyone during his time as a loner. He was a little surprised he'd taken to Starry and his little group so easily, but perhaps it was that Bast was tired of avoiding and living in relative apathy. Perhaps he was ready to settle in and start giving a fuck, finally.

He was tracing the aura signatures in the distance, noting that his mentor and HD were both with the newcomer. Bast tended to prefer those two over most others, honestly; HD was fun and chill, and Luna was... well, Luna. Calm, steady, accepting. He hated to admit that Starry had him figured out way too well in picking her as his mentor, but she was exactly what he needed to balance out his more... volatile tendencies.

The bengal joined them on the beach with a slight smirk of amusement, his headache a dull thing today. Not too noticeable. "Careful, HD," he called, cocking his head to the side slightly as he watched the observer join Scar, "Would hate to see you fall in."