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Tria | she/her | X | status: Organizing/team ???Capture the flag, that's what this whole 'team' and 'fort' situation reminded Tria heavily of. Form the team, find the fort, take the treasure, win the 'game'. Simple! And, while it certainly wasn't a forest-wide soccer match- still fun. Or at least it would be if they would actually get on with it.
"Come on guys! We don't have all day! We got a team to form and treasure to raid! Come on, chop chop!" The honey babusagi stamped her feet as she attempted to rally the 'troops' milling about in front of her, a determined grin glowing on her face. If she could captain a soccer team surely she could captain this!
Kimon | they/them | X | status: Sleeping/team soloKimon was aware of the ruckus outside the flap of his tent fort. And they were well aware of the fact that soon enough too many babusagi were going to go charging through the forest to play some game that involved raiding forts and deposing poor innocent sleeping bystanders like them. Still the violet babusagi refused to move from his ground level abode. Let them come if they liked Kimon was staying right where they were, nestled among their fancy down pillows. Heck, the others could raid if they wanted! So long as they just kept their voices down!
Beryl | she/her | X | status: Greeting Lavera/cave huntingBeryl bit her lower lip in thought, a habit she had picked up from a certain someone she didn't really want to think about right now. And of course she was thinking about her now. Good job brain. She popped another lychee as she continued to contemplate, then, suddenly, she had it! The babusagi clapped her front paws together in excitement.
"Lavera! Yeah I saw you in a magazine I think! Something about designers modeling their own outfits? Didn't really read the article, usually a waste of print, but the photos were worth looking at!" Fashion magazines were a bit of a guilty pleasure for Beryl, as were tabloids. As much as she would go on about the stupidity of such things sometimes you were in the waiting room and well... There aren't a lot of options.
Sagwa | she/her | X | status: Tumbling with Caleb/cave huntingCaleb's enthusiasm was charming really and Sagwa wouldn't mind the company nor the aid so she nodded. She did not, however, join in the rambunctious scrambling that he seemed fond of, instead she sat stock still, her eyes searching for the little signs that would indicate a well hidden cave. Like a hole, a hole would be a sure shot indication.
"Cease your scrambling for a minute I think I see something. Take a Look." Sagwa raised a paw in the direction of a slight depression in the side of a nearby grassy mound. Depressions often meant something bigger behind them.