tranz : o, joining

[Sleepingpaw.]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 70%; font-size: 10pt;"]It had been some time since he had last been part of a larger group. No longer did he have the friends he used to hold near to him, but he at least had the fond memories of them. While he had originally thought being on his own was the correct answer, his loneliness proved him wrong once again. Though he was rather aloof and reserved, he preferred the company of others, and enjoyed it more than being completely on his own. The past few weeks had been rough, not only on his physical fitness, but his mental and emotional. Those he had come in contact with he was too shy to approach, unless they greeted him first. Fortunately enough, he hadn't been the one to initiate those conversations, instead being the receiving end. These encounters had made him aware of the groups in the area, especially the one closest to him.

The Rosebloods.

The name itself intrigued him, thus he had a set course to seek out the group, find refuge in their midst. He wasn't entirely sure what a clan consisted of, their regulations and how the hierarchy was set, but he assumed he could catch up quickly. Sleepingpaw wasn't desperate to join a clan, but he was looking for a place to call home. His last home was long gone now, and there was nothing for him to go back to. It was pitiful, but there wasn't a thing he could do about it. With a soft sigh, the apprentice approached the border of the clan with a bored, drowsy look in his optics. It appeared that no one had arrived yet, or was at least close by. He supposed he could wait.

[sephiroth]

SEPHIROTH

MALE — ROSEBLOODS — GUARD — HOVER FOR TAGS

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]The silver lion would hear the newcomer from a fair distance away thanks to his enhanced senses, and he anticipated new blood to the group.  The grand beast would slip from the territory to the border and set his aquamarine eyes on the wolf.  Sephiroth would look down his nose at Sleepingpaw, eyeing up the stranger. 

”Do you have business with the Rosebloods?”  The lion’s deep and smooth tone rumbled as he looked at the stranger, standing tall and not changing his position.  He was quite the sight against the mysterious territory of his group, strange and otherworldly.  Certainly a sight to behold.

#psychosocial.

[Luciferr]

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RIZER is a MANTICORE that stands at a height of 5FT, like all his kind he has a barbed tail and like some he also has WINGS , much of his form is also scaled past his mane. He resides within the ROSEBLOODS. his parents were EURYDICE TARGARYEN and DOMERIC of an old site litter. he is the incarnation of the PALE ASPECT aka DEATH of the 4 heralds, he also has amnesia of past lives.

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Rizer noted that this would be the first canine among a group of predominantly felines if this was a joiner and not simply an ambassadorial visit - the scent said not - or a loitering troublemaker given the bored look that might be, hm.

the cold aura of the beast frosted his footsteps as he drew up just behind the silver lion, Death content to let the Guard take the lead - there was no nee to speak up so the reaper didn't, simply idling and watching the two with detached interest in piercing paleblooded eyes.

[align=center]FIRE AND BLOOD

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RIZER TARGARYEN

But what is this that I can't see, With ice cold hands taking hold of me?

© ceilidh

[Jiyu Simul Stamus]

The monarch was never the most vocal of the group, she didn't really have the capacity not because of a limited vocabulary but because of a desire to not get emotionally evolved. Words connected the animals around here, they communicated things so many times, sometimes without even knowing, forged attachments. Jiyu didn't need what they had, she wasn't suited to it, but she could keep that safe. Of course, that wasn't her job anymore thanks to a certain leader. What was she supposed to do when the only thing had ever done was no longer her sworn task? It had led to more silence than normal.

Without word the large calico padded up behind the two males, looking between them and than at the animal at the border. Not a single trace of emotion flickered across her, cold mismatched gaze simply blinking softly as she stood there, just stood.