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((I'm back. 3nodding Here's my post!))

Apothecary walked into the new area. He had never been here before. He saw some big rocks and began walking to them. He saw another person walking around. She did not seem to know where she was going. Apoth walked up to the girl and saw she had a basket. "So you have a basket..." He said with a grin. "I have one too!" He pointed to his basket. "My name is Apothecary. But you can call me Apoth for short." He added a little nod trying to be kind. "Would you like to head over to the rocks?" He asked.

((Ok... I'm watching a movie now so my replys may be a little slow... sweatdrop Sorry.))

Apoth started walking towards the rocks. "I'm a new to this place." He said with a slight smile. "So I don't know my way around to much." As they got closer to the rocks he saw a little crack. "Something must have hit those rocks pretty hard." She smiled and added a nod to the end of the statement. "Nice to meet you, Kanshi." He said. "What are you wishing for?"

((*throws herself shamelessly into the fray*))

The pup is reluctant to join the others; indeed, she's only barely gotten over her nervousness at being so close to them. She lurks at the fringes of the gathering, looking at them all with bright intensity in her mismatched eyes, ears perked and feathers ruffling. She bristles with excitement at the mere proximity to so many others of her kind, but cannot be persuaded to join...not yet, at any rate. And so she rests in the shadows, her sleek pelt of varying shades of purple and navy blending with some ease into the umbrage, and waits to be noticed...

Her human, meanwhile, was neither so reluctant nor impatient. Nor, really, was she exactly human, at least not all the time. At this very moment she was in here were-form, her most common appearance, and she was sprawled out on the grass with her long thylacine muzzle buried in a book, chin rested in cupped hands and elbows propped up on the ground. Her tail, marsupialine and striped in chocolate, curves slightly up over her back, and her bare feet are crossed at the ankle. She seems, at the moment, utterly oblivious both to the other people around her and also to her own tala pup.

The pup's guardian ignores this approach, due not from any coldness on her part but rather from her total engrossment in her reading. Her ears flick back to her skull, and she flips to a new page without any motion that would suggest she was aware of her surroundings.

The pup, however, was keenly aware of the quietest attention, and was immediately straightening, her silky pelt of multi-shaded purple and navy rippling over her petite frame as she backs up slightly into a seated position, eyes widening slightly and nose twitching--a thick mixture of fear and excitement courses through her veins, and her tail thumps eratically all the while her muscles tense for escape.

I look around and then climb the rocks and sits down to relax.Then I looked down and saw everybody so I said hi.Hardly any of them had talas,but niether did I.