The Nexus

Eee! *petpets* Thankee muchly!

*snuggles teh griffies* They're adorable, Myr! They exceed my highest expectations ^_^

*puts a band-aid on Myr*
^_^

Name: Ferabird
Number: As many as you feel up to giving.

4, if I may.

Flits are always awesome.

On the more comical end....
Penguin-gon
Polarbear-gon
Seal-gon

O_o;
Those could be wierd....

Oh crud! Really? For some reason it didn't come through ;_; Poor Jaggy...

Though on the other hand, it's actually really generous of you in general to only blacklist people from one of your adoptions. Most I've heard of blacklist people entirely.

Define 'medium length'? A page? Two pages?

Can I see an example of what all you expect from a candidate page? I'm still newish at this, but if I have an example I can try to submit one. ^_^

*pokes in* Boa! Could I get one patterned like a boa constrictor? O_o;

Mwahahahah....

Mewling alarm, Poppet jumped back so as to move out of the way of the propelled wolf-morph... her own tail lashing surprise. Glancing to the one who pushed in the first place, the feline began to consider. Should she really be so bold? What better way to measure success than to watch the first and s...

Heeheehee! I lurve it all the same. Now all he needs is a candidate... hrmmm...

They are beautimous, Myr. I shall have my two paged asap!

Mrrrr... *pokes it* You want candidates? Meyhaps I shall start getting to learning this whole candidate-writing thing. It'd be sorta fun to write up an aquatic char....

I have none! And I shall guess....

69!

As she went for the moment unanswered, Poppet would make her way into the hatching bay so as to get a better look, stumbling faintly after passing through that zero-g pocket. "Whoa..." she muttered, either arm flaring outward to assist in catching her balance. Entertainingly enough, her ta...

OOC-
Just for the sake of reference, here's a quick sketch and scan of Poppet in formal wear. Dunno why she looks so serious though O_o;
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/ ... Poppet.jpg

Considering that and the turning away a sort of dismissal, this particular downily-furred femme would indeed approach Samber, quelling the desire to perhaps tug a sleeve for attention.

"Uhm, pardon me..." she'd begin, hoping to garner the elder one's attention.

Faintly the feline colored... though her pallid fur hid most of her blush. He'd laughed at her! It hadn't been a mean laugh perhaps, but it was embarrassing nontheless. Now- she couldn't exactly 'stand on her toes' as she did that at constant. Rather- she'd stretch out her customarily bent joints, m...

Squeeee! I luff it! Did you think it a particular gender whilst coloring perchance?

Poppet brightly smiled at the offer, her attention tugged away from the chaos about the hatching bay. Brightly her eyes glimmered as she parted her lips to respond, only to duck reflexively at the loud cracking sound, as well as the clinking as egg shards flew every which way. "What was that?!&...

I'd love to have a random, pernese or otherwise! Whatever color inspires you ^_^

Whilst perhaps not too terribly social herself, was by nature at least a bit curious. Brightly does she smile too, once the stranger reveals his name. Her plume of a tail all but danced, not wagging as a canid's might so much as writhing and twining about slowly behind her knees. "Kal." sh...

Walk into a Weyr clutch? *mews confusion*

Fwee! *signs up* Number one is beautimous. I'd like in for that one. ^_^

Penelope's odd question drew only a blank. Were this little feline able to communicate with dragons, she'd yet to discover such an ability. and she'd say as much, offering a helpless shrug that was of little use as far as being constructive. Realizing her own inability to do much at the current time...

Mrrr... *wiggles*

Name: Ferabird
Body Color: Mottled darker brown and orangey browns
Wing Color: Dark brown (darker than the body)
Stripe Color: Black?
Inner Fluff Color: Dark brown (like wings)
Outer Fluff Color: Orangey-brown (like body)

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Whilst familiar with exchanging pleasantries with those who showed an interest in herself, Poppet had woefully little experience in dealing with those that simply rang inside her head as 'attractive'. Okay... so the dead-white look put him a step closer to her, metaphorically. His height... well... ...