[j] sanat arayanlar
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Gender: Male

Age: Four years (born 5-20-2008)

Preferred Rank: Venditore

Currently Played Characters: Vesper and Skoll Haskel. Andre Fontaine to be dropped soon (?)
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I was going to wait until another thread was done to join, but ehhh can't wait. xD Assuming that Hotaru told him more about the pack, and what she didn't say he heard from others.



Levent and Wilson are by me!

Levent smiled as he stood watching: the leaves shifting with the wind, dappled shadows playing against carvings and painted spirals and stars, bangles jangling on one branch and a chime hanging off another. It was so full of beauty, but there was a great story behind it as well—and the man liked a good story, as ventose as he could be. But he understood the purpose of this one and saw the great tree of Cercatori d’Arte as the magnificent symbol it should be. The pack had certainly known that they were doing when the first painted paw touched the old bark.

As he stood there idly, his blue eyes roaming over the green-leafed organism, the white tomcat paced at his paws. Whereas the luperci was tranquil, Wilson was far from it; he couldn’t stop moving, sometimes opening his mouth as to speak before shutting it, until at last he found the courage.

Are you sure? Wilson asked finally, taking a seat and curling his tail over his small paws.

The dark-haired man smiled faintly and crouched to scratch his friend behind the ears. Ben yeterince eminim, he answered, and stood up straight again to regard the tree one last time. He adjusted his shirt and shorts, making sure he looked presentable, and twisted his necklaces so the shell pendant and the silver one would be visible.

Doing the same with his other various decorations—including three rings, gold, onyx, and turquoise—he decided that he was as flashy as he’d ever be. The rest would be up to him, with a flamboyant smile and as much schmoozing as possible. Or whatever was needed to gain entrance with the pack; he had no desire to manipulate them, so it might be best to play it genuinely. As long as he found favor with someone, he would be okay, and so he decided he was ready.

Levent Kartal breathed in the rich spring air and howled.

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