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Rekaiyin chuckled as he heard Rajiv mention the stickman pelts, darn right, he loved his stickman. Sidling over to the only other male there, he tried to tamp down his energy somewhat as this male looked really really well contained, and sadly Rekaiyin could only be envious of that, it took him and insane amount of control to not frolick at all times. Well every waking hour, he was descently sure he did not frolick in his sleep, he would have to ask his sisters.

Rekaiyin sucked up his energy and stuffed it into a little ball inside. "Thank you for coming, I am glad you and your siblings could make it, my name is Rekaiyin, son of Caderyn and Dark Onyxa. May I have the honor of knowing your name as well?"

Perfect. She had been spotted but quickly her target was distracted by her brother's arrival. Just in time and just as useful as she thought he would be. D'aan bundled herself up, her tail stilling from its usual speed of whipping around madly before she crept around to the strange male's side and pounced, her flat, normal teeth, finding purchase in the soft skin of his shoulder, her tail whipping around to hit him in the side. At the last moment, she decided she'd rather play with him first so she let go of her grab and backed up, red eyes dancing madly beneath her white panted face. "Tag." She said simply, dancing backwards, half crouched and ready to run from him.

Five foals! That was a lot of siblings to have but then she had a lot herself. There were of course her litter mates but also three older siblings; two brothers and a sister. Two of her three older siblings were on their own paths with Relik staying since he was the eldest among them all and therefore required to stay back. At least that's what her father said and grandpapa agreed with. Malika smiled brightly and nodded. "Yes let's go mingle." Smiling gently, the desert princess nudged her new friend lightly then trotted off to join the others listening to the lead colt ask for introductions. "I am Malika Al-Alem, sister to Rajiv and Nayeli, daughter to Melek Al-Alem and Rasha of the Bamboleo gypsy troupe. It a pleasure to meet you all." Malika blushed and bowed her head a bit shyly hoping that she sounded confident.

Rajiv smiles at his elder sister and nudges her."Yes this is my other elder sister. Unfortunately I was the last little bundle of joy.. Or so my parents say."

Ceinwen smiles and trots with Malika."Yes definitely a lot of siblings.. and not all of them are here!Though I don't think one will come. " Looking at her brother she wonders what odd form of tag is this. Looks.. unpleasantly painful.

"Whichever is not in control of the body goes to... the back of the mind, I assume. It's a state similar to sleep, though your dreams are what the other persona is doing," Arach replied. "And it isn't as difficult as it may appear. Nick generally--" He was cut off by the thorny tail that flew into his side. His expression immediately changed as he hissed at the sting of the wound. "Then maybe you should learn to aim, D'aan," Marius Nicator drawled, eyes flashing in a more emotional, intimidating expression than Arach's had been. "And stop huffing with lightning. You know that it barely tickles me." He looked over at the colt that his sister had been hunting. "Rekai, right? I'm Marius Nicator--call me Nick. Also, sorry for my obnoxious sister here. She doesn't have much in the way of manners." Turning back to D'aan, he continued, "Speaking of which, were you really going to hit him with that? he isn't a chimera, you know; he could actually bleed out if you hit him enough."

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Carys felt left out, so she wandered over to a blue lightning colt that had just arrived. "Greetings, fellow foal," she proclaimed. "I am Carys of the Stickman Tribe! What do they call you, Blue One?"

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Nhi Hala had grudgingly followed her brother Lien Son to this secret foal meeting he'd discovered, but she didn't really want to be there. She'd rather be spending time with her new friend Crocodile in the swamp. He always seemed so happy to see her, and the feeling was mutual--even if Lien didn't seem to like him. But Lien had been insistent that she come and she hadn't had the energy to fight with her stubborn brother over it. "Wanna go home," she mumbled, the first thing she'd said to her brother all evening. It was crowded here...