Now, this was quite the sight, wasn't it? A young wolf, barely even apprentice age, hobbled on through the thick brush with a dead set glare on the path ahead of him. The crystal that lined his back emitting a soft glow as he traveled on with mud and dried blood caked onto his short black fur and even the strange tuft atop his head. His eyes were heavy with sleep; those bright yellow orbs flicking around to bore into any branch that snapped or the slightest rustle from the wind. His body ached and it wasn't long from when he finally collapsed down onto the soft grass that he noticed he had actually made it here. " Fuck, you actually did it, Bugs. Some fuckass better get here soon or I'll-" His foul language was caught off by a yawn and he could feel his body slowly easing down into a comfortable position to sleep in despite how much he tried to fight it off. No, he had to stay awake and fine that weird leader his mother always spoke about and how he was a ghost that made this place recently, directing he and his siblings off to him before he untimely demise that cause the small clumps of dried blood to form on his body. You might think it was strange, seeing how this child was alone without those siblings who had no interest in leaving immediately after their mother killing themselves and wanting nothing to do with some ghost in that moment, but Buggedout couldn't handle that. He had to live and breathe without that shit dragging him down at that moment despite the trauma now permanently stabbed within his child mind. No, no- He was absolutely fine and now here he was. He was Buggedout Kuryakin and he was going to meet this Beck asshat if it killed him. He needed someone right now, so it seemed to be the logical move for the wolf pup, staying in this strange and mutated clan with his own mutation just barely lighting up the small clearing as he waited, waited......and waited. " HEY ASSHATS, I'M- I'm over here and I traveled a whole lot.

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Despite how bright the child's eyes looked, a purple tint glossing over his form from the small crystal buds on his back and within the small mop upon his head, a fierce glare accompanied with a scrunched up nose was quick to appear and mask the fear of seeing such a strange creature before him.  Buggy's body was weak and it twitched from his tensed muscles and lack of sleep and yet, he found that his fight or flight senses causing his paws to push him up into a slumped sitting position before the scaly lizard creature before him. " What's it to you, asshole? This isn't my blood and I'm too damn short to clear myself from all this gross mud." The wolf replied angrily with his legs trembling under his own weight in their attempt to keep him up for as long as possible. Buggedout drew a shaky breath and looked around to see if he could spot the man his mother always described as being a bit of a train wreck, but adorable nonetheless in her own words. Which roughly translated in a sane person's dialect as someone pretty shitty looking from what he could tell from how she would describe certain things. The pup gritted his teeth and eyed Ska'arq for a moment and took note of the strange vials draped across thick scales, letting out a bratty snort before drawing his attention to the next to arrive- a decent looking feline who he was admittedly a bit intimidated by. Not that he would ever let that come to show, but his crystals did seem to increase with brightness as he stiffened before the two with an agitated appearance. " Beck? Yeah, I'm here for that guy and it's not really for the clan thingy. My mom couldn't handle me anymore, so she dumped me onto him via suicide and so here I am. Congrats, Beck's old friend is now entrusted with the life of an asshole child! " Not only sarcasm oozed with each passing word, but malice as well for having to drag his way to a guy he didn't even know when he could've gone out and looked for his dad! Hell, why did she kill her self in the first place if she cared enough to make him go here? What the fuck is wrong with you, Buggy?? Though he wasn't aware at first, his paw gripped at the fur atop his head tightly in stress and got to the point where it hurt slightly, causing his paw to drift down to the ground below him. The last was a rather weak looking girl, an easy target to pester or even manipulate if he really felt like it, though she seemed to take on some sarcasm as well. Fucking great. " What can I say? First impressions are something important to me." He replied more coolly, struggled to hold up his weight for much longer and eventually tipping back onto the ground with an embarrassing thud. Anger quickly passed over his face, imaginary eyebrows furrowing as he looked away with heat passing over with his growing embarrassment for how weak he was before this stupid adults before him.

(AAAA TYSM! Sorry, things might be a little awkward on posts at first since I'm relearning all this- But, I'll get the hang of it! )

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