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[Vee]

Shakespeare was slow to settle. After such a walk, his entire back region ached, and settling down was no easy affair. He awkwardly stepped in tight circles a couple of times before laying his body down in the spot he chose. Immediately went about licking his fore-paws and working on cleaning himself up with a pleasant grooming session.

When food was offered, the Malefactor-mix heartily accepted with vocal expressions of gratitude. The food was greatly appreciated and would help him keep what little strength he had at his age. Then, with a belly half-full, the elder male placed one paw over the other and dosed off for a short while as the pride gathered. He didn't mean to be rude of course, but he lacked the energy a more youthful creature had. Unfortunately, because of this he failed to hear what Reno had said, waking only when his tail was pounced, and he turned to see a new cub. Blood Beast, even, half of the same kind.

The elder glanced to Omen, another Blood Beast, then back to the precious child. He smiled warmly, and began to flick his tail and make it a little harder to catch. Good fun, great practice, as long as he didn't turn around and seriously attack, of course. It's alright deary, he can play..." He assured the mother, "I do really love cubs, you see." He suddenly yawned, feeling the fatigue.

The sound of another cub, the sight of another Blood Beast. Wow this place had so many! What a rare occurrence! The Elder watched with great amusement as the youngster made her hyperactive arrival, but upon mentioning the idea of war and warrior as though it were a glorious thing, he frowned sadly, parting his lips as though about to say something, only to hesitate and change his mind. It was not his place to lecture these kids on how war is not a glorious thing, and how there is no pride in killing... He thought back to Porcelain and Lena, looking for them in the crowd as he wondered if bringing them here was ultimately the right thing to do...

[kahara]

OMEN, DAZEON, RENO

[/i] She murmured. Reno lifted his head to her.

"They've much to learn, but don't underestimate them. We could learn a thing or two from the youth's enthusiasm." He said.

Dazeon rolled away from Azul and bounced back in protest. "Being a warrior sounds boring. I'll be a cub forever." He exclaimed and dashed around between Omen and Shakespeare, head held high. Reno chuckled.

"Dazeon's got the idea, Azul. Be young forever. Warrior business is no fun. Especially when big, scary, mean Meurtrierians attacks!" He said it in such a way it was almost cubbish. Dazeon let out a squeal and rolled onto his back, head popped up to look over his belly at the adults.[/ul][/blockquote]

[Caylis]

Azul Suldan

Azul's grin faltered and lashed her tail, looking up to Reno curiously. "Why not? But being a warrior sounds so exciting. Why.. are La Morte and Meurtrier fighting anyway? Why can't they be allies and help each other?" she said, her blues looking up at Reno curiously, though her eyes held a somewhat misery. "Also.. what's it like being king?" she asked, sitting down and looking at him in awe, looking to her aunt. "Hey Auntie Omen? Is it true we have a big brother? Wasn't his name Ceon?"

[Dingo]

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» PORCELAIN

Porcelain stuck close to those who she was familiar with. The young female almost seemed to shrink as she noticed the presence of the other strangers. She shied away at the sight of them, letting out a whimper. "Wh-why are they fighting each other? Stop.. p-please, they're going to hurt Shakespeare.." There were so many of them.. Porcelain had never seen anyone act like that before. They were happy, playing.. and yelling. They were attacking each other too. Weren't they all supposed to be friends? She hid her face, partially with her wing and partially in the fur of the closest familiar adult. She barely had time to admire the camp. She thought she was confused before, but now she was really lost in the meaningless words of the others. Only a few seemed to stand out.
Meurtrier.. Who was that, and what did it mean for them? Why were they coming to hurt them? Porcelain kept herself in her cowering position, but peered out from hiding her face to look at Mizuki, Shakespeare, and her father. "Lothaire.. Father?" She wanted to spend time with him. Perhaps he could relieve her confusion and inform her about all these things they spoke of. But for now, she was simply feeling overwhelmed. With time it would get better. She wanted to settle down and get to know her newly found family.

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[LAD]

Diezel

The little cub had been dozing by the others when suddenly Azul's yelling jolted him awake. He leapt to his paws, startled, and then he charged forward, angered from being woken up form his nap and then even more so when Azul charged his brother. "Hey! Only I'm allowed to charge Dazeon like that!" But the scared voice of the other cub jolted him to a halt, and his head jerked to the side to look at the other cub. He pressed his wings against his body, and dipped his head when he realized all the new strangers. Suddenly he felt very shy and stepped back. "Uhh." He looked back at Porcelain. "We won't hurt your friend." He offered her an awkward smile. "We just like to play fight a lot, it's fun! You can join us if you want?" He ducked his head a bit, flicking his tail as he looked at her, and then the other cub. "I'm Diezel."

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