Lewis was still getting rather used to clanlife once more with bandages wrapped around his forelimbs, he took a deep breath. There was so many new faces that he'd have to remember and meet although, he didn't overthink it since he was sure that he'd be back being a loner in a week or so. His ears twitched hearing the sound of unfamiliar voices it made his insides sink, he just longed for a single familiar voice. Nine, Omorose, Arthur, or even his own mother who disowned him for fucks sake just any form of familiarity would lift up his spirits. There he saw two felines conversing with one another, the bobcat sized male would twitch his whiskers only to sit a ways from them deciding to keep quiet for now. One of them smelt of a rogue and the others natural musk consisted mainly of Tanglewood, his nose wrinkled only slightly still not used to the smell of a swamp. He knew it was rude of him not to say anything so he would mew with a still very much hoarse voice "H-hi. . ." Now satisfied, he decided to distract himself with the trinket hanging around his neck letting out a soft sigh as he touched it gently with so much care. It stunk that he was already rotting away and hanging onto something that could be impossible. There was so much he hadn't done that he wished he had more time. He had plenty of time ticking on him like a bomb and part of him didn't want to be here; barely breathing. Barely alive. Yet the other half of him did and it kept fighting if he was determined to die then he would have let the alligator devour him whole though that hadn't happened due to Lewis' stubborn will to live. It was a complicated relationship he had with Life and Death. [glow=COLOR,1,400]♛[/glow]

He noticed that the other tomcat was staring at him yet he didn't really pay it much heed, he knew he was distasteful to look at. Part of his cheek missing, exposed bones on one of his limbs, the 'fumes' that escaped his jaws like some toxic gas which thankfully it wasn't. He didn't seem interested in either individuals which was harsh considering how Lewis always loved meeting people of all shapes and sizes back then but now, he wasn't as enthusiastic or lively as before. His flame had grown dull, everything was dull. Once the brown tom began to talk did Lewis peek up from grabbing at his necklace noticing that the outsider was doing it as well, it almost felt like the other was mimicking him. Surely, it wasn't mockery, was it? He turned his gaze downwards not interrupting the talk between Crow and the stranger though his pupils immediately widened when he heard a familiar name. Number Nine. It couldn't be her, could it? She looked and sounded so different. There wasn't any form of familiarity to her, he swallowed unsure of what to say or do. He slowly reached for the necklace taking it off of his neck and murmuring with a tilt of his head "M-my shooting star?" He wasn't certain, he could be a fool but that name he knew only one person who had that name, he took a few hesitant, weak steps forward holding the silver star within his burnt, scarred paw. [glow=COLOR,1,400]♛[/glow]

Lewis flinched back a bit in pain though he accepted the embrace graciously as he returned the hug with a soft sigh, he pressed his nose to their head feeling a flutter within him. Something he hadn't felt in such a long time, he closed both of his eyes not ever wanting to let her go from his grasp. He didn't want to risk losing her again. She was his everything. His sun, moon, or more importantly his shooting star. Lewis held them tightly in his arms, he began to say in a rather shaky voice "I thought I wouldn't see you again... I've grown so tired and wondered all over the territories trying to find you or anyone that was just a bit familiar but to no avail... Until now. I missed you so much." He wanted to say more but it got stuck in his throat, he didn't know if Nine still loved him as much as he did her. He hurried his nose in the crook of her neck feeling his body shake a bit as tears formed in his eyes. He was remembering it all. All the hell they had gone through, the First Order, and her dying in his arms. The memory made his heart ache. [glow=COLOR,1,400]♛[/glow]

Lewis sighed quietly just listening to her once more was comfort enough, he drew a quiet breath moving his face from her neck so he would be able to look at her face. It was different from her small white feline form but it didn't matter because this was the love of his life standing here before him. Feeling her nose on his cheek made it grow a bit warm as the flame on his tail grew with size, he drew in a sharp breath "I'm so glad we found each other. There's so many things I wanted to say, wanted to do with you. And every time I saw you, it didn't ruin the hope and love I held for you rather it strengthened my devotion to you." He pulled away from the embrace so he was able to get a good look at her unable to hide the big grin on his face, he could feel his insides fluttering once more. He hadn't felt this in such a long, long time but he knew what he wanted. He wanted to spend the rest of his days with his Shooting Star and there was no denying it. He loved her with every fiber of his body. He pressed his forehead to hers. [glow=COLOR,1,400]♛[/glow]