M-heart is in the right place,brain is in the dirt
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WARNING This thread contains drug use and/or references starting with the 1st post. Reader discretion is advised.
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Date: 5 April

Setting: Forest of Nod

Time: Early afternoon

Character Form: Optime

Word Count → 300 :: Clover's gonna try to convince him whoever joins to take shrooooms~!

That morning, just as the sun was rising, Clover stirred awake in her small room tucked away in D’Neville. After she had pulled the denim over her hips and adorned herself in the usual array of jewelry, the girl had rolled a small joint to tuck between her lips before venturing outside. Trailing away from the large house, Clover left a trail of smoke leading down the walkway to the greenhouse. Outside she stood humming to herself, only lapsing into silence for the momentary intervals in which she inhaled deep breaths of cannabis. When the joint had smoldered away into nothing, Clover ventured inside to check on her favored plants.

Once she had tended to her little garden, Clover had made her way out into the surrounding woods of the mansion. The most of her morning had been spent wandering, thinking lately about the crisis she had felt about Mother Earth and the values that had been instilled in her from the very beginning. The young Lykoi had begun to lose touch with nature and it frightened her most dearly. Though she would not show her fear to her sisters or anyone else, in the solitude of the woods the girl’s roan red mask had grown damp from the moisture of fresh tears.

However, the girl’s day changed entirely when she happened across an unexpected find. Eagerly she gathered her precious treasure and scooped them into the mason jar which held some of her marijuana yields. "Oh, how lovely," she hummed to herself, shaking the jar so that its contents stirred around inside. Now all she needed was to find someone to share her find with, and then all of the darkness from earlier in the day would simply fade away into nothing. Or so the Inferni hippie child hoped.

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#2
:O hope you dont mind me barging in here

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Makhesthai was wondering around again, the small coybrid child was forever walking the lands of Inferni searching for new things to explore and new sights to see. But for now his long lanky limbs took his closer and closer to the mansion in the forest that scared him so. Often the growing child would approach the D'Neville place with the intention of going inside finally but he always balked out of it as his courage failed him, there were some demons that only the onset of age and wisdom could chase away. Instead the boy chose to wander its grounds with his nose to the ground searching for fresh scents.

He smiles with apprehension when he came across one that had gone off not too long ago and shifted painfully slowly although it was still faster than last time into his shorter half grown optime form. Now he padded around upon two legs following the scent trail. Suddenly he came upon the woman as though she appeared out of thin air and he blinked surprised. Like the majority of Inferni's females she was a beautiful representation of the female form and Makhesthai was slightly smitten with her as he gazed at her beauty, she looked very friendly unlike the brutal Halo who was a dangerous type of beauty, a rose with sharp thorns whereas this female looked softer and more gentle, a tulip or some other equally pretty flower that hurt no one and went about its business soaking up the sun's rays..

His tail wagged behind him gaily as he introduced himself "Hello..." A smile of the young adorning his lips and his bright blue eyes glowing out from his reddish orange pelt, although Makhesthai was a long way from adulthood yet, the stirrings of the man he would become laid in his heart like a snake ready to uncoil and strike.
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Word Count → 308 :: Not at all! Thanks so much for joining in. It's actually nice to write with someone new for a change. Hoorah!

The smooth glass was held tightly in both palms, but the girl lifted a hand to the metal lid to unscrew the mason jar. When the lid was free, the sweet scent of the cured cannabis inside easily wafted into the air. This in particular made the young Inferni woman grin, for she had a particular love for this plant and its uses. More importantly, however, were the mushrooms she had found. Though she had not taken them before herself, Clover had witnessed others among Juniper Peace discover new worlds while they tripped on the magic caps. Delicate fingers snaked their way past the circular ridge, gently grasping at some of the mushrooms. With a thin layer of glass separating her pale yellows eyes from the actual plants, Clover observed her findings with interest and anticipation. Not only was she excited for the potential trip she would soon enough experience, she was also a natural green-thumb, and was thus curious about the mushroom’s properties.

Clover did not get much time to investigate the shrooms further, however, for she was no longer alone. Both darkened ears twitched slightly along the top of her skull, catching the sound of Makhesthai’s footfall just as the girl’s gaze turned to greet him. When her eyes took in the young Luperci, her hands (and the jar they were still clinging to) came to rest easily in her lap. Though he was young and still would need time to grow into his adult frame, Mak was still taller than Clover while she remained sitting on the ground as she was. After the slightest moment, her gaze sought those vibrant blue eyes of his. "Hey there, love." Silent eyes wondered about the child – just how old he was, the nature of his blood, and his name, for starters. "Out for a walk on this lovely day?"

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He looked at her with the curiosity of the youth and wondered what it was that laid inside the jar of glass that she moved to her lap. His blue orbs watching intently, her words were as gently produced as her form looked and it reassured him slightly although he did know that covers didn't always reflect the true personality within he did not think that this female would turn out to be nasty or anything else that would take away from her appearance. He sniffed at the air and could smell the cannabis although he didn't know that was what it was, he snapped to attention as she asked a question of him.

"Yeah, just wandering around searching for things to do or learn." His head cocked to the side and his right ear flopped down in the manner of puppies before their muscles had strengthened to pull their ears upright. Makhesthai suspected he would always suffer weakness with his one remaining torn ear. The stump of his left ear twisted onto the female.

"What's that you've got there?" His return question was gently said and softly phrased although he also suspected that he need not fear her to an extent like he did their dangerous lead warrior, Halo. He was curious about this woman as a whole, despite the jar of something she held in her paws. She wore human clothes over her body, blue material stretching down from her hips to cover the jointing of her legs and Makhesthai wondered why she wore it, a twist of white graced her head and held back waves of chestnut colored hair. She looked like Kaena did only in different tones of colors, golden eyes lighter than his adoptive mother's looked back at him and lacking the star of the Lykoi's upon her chest

"I'm Makhesthai Lykoi. Adopted son of Kaena. Who are you?" The child was being rather bold with his words for once instead of the shy thing he usually was.
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Word Count → 310 :: --

While he spoke, Clover studied him with interest. It was clear that he was still very much a child, but he would soon enough grow into that frame of his and be on his way to becoming a young adult. Aside from his startlingly blue eyes, the boy was littered in an array of scars that easily stole the girl’s attention. She wondered what had happened to him at such a young age to inflict such wounds. It made the girl’s heart ache to see the result of such hatred in the world, and only proved to further her recent rift with Mother Earth. How could she allow for something like this to happen to a sweet young boy like Mak?

"Oh, this?" She said in response, lifting the jar some and shaking it from side to side to indicate that was what they were both speaking of. "It’s just some of the cured bud from some of my cannabis plants. But those," and here the girl lifted the jar further into the air so he could see, pointing a finger at the caps inside, "...those little guys I just found. They’re mushrooms, and they’re supposed to be brilliant if you eat them." At this, the girl settled the jar back in her lap and bright straw colored eyes looked to Mak, a grin apparent amongst her features. "I’ve never tried them before, though."

"I’m Clover Love," she told him, leaving off the surname her father had given her. "It’s truly wonderful to meet you, Mr. Makhesthai Lykoi." Now that it had been revealed that he had been adopted, Clover silently wondered who his real parents were; did they live in Inferni too, and were they responsible for those scars of his? She could only hope that her grandmother was taking good care of him, even in her old age.


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OOC Ending: Clover and Makhesthai chat with one another for a little while, before the two decide to head on their separate ways.
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