Goof Troop - open; cabin stuff

[Chromeo]

I DON'T KNOW WHY I DID IT BUT I DID IT!・°☆ } ——— [size=10pt]info

"Haha, kick ass." The moment he learned about being able to have his own place, Chromeo jumped on it like white on rice. The cabin he chose is a little bit of a fixer-upper but he's more than happy to put in the elbow grease to make it work since it has vaulted ceilings and a wide enough space to fit both he and Ghost. He's been getting the large direwolf to drag out pieces far too big for him to move while he's been picking up refuse and already it's looking a lot better (even though with his slobbish habits it'll look like shit again once more in no time). But really, he's just happy to have his own place for once!  Now all he needs is some posters, candy, a big ol' bed, a fridge, running water, electiricity for video games and Netflix... He's so excited, not realizing half of that is impossible here. "Okay, food break." Chromeo still has some treats on him from his past home and even though he's getting used to the whole raw meat thing, he's happy to have this familiarity anyway. He's too cool for his owner now, but it doesn't mean he doesn't miss that ol' pothead. Chromeo spreads out a few for Ghost whenever decides to wander over and chows on one himself. They're a damn good, finite treat, but he wouldn't mind sharing. Only cuz he's cool like that.

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" IT'S FINE NOW. WHY? BECAUSE I AM HERE! "

Toshinori didn't think he'd have quite the energy to decorate a cabin, otherwise he might have hopped on the trend already. Still, that was okay. He was fine sleeping in the nooks and crannies he found. It wasn't as if he deserved much more than that, after all.

But... still. The idea of having his own cabin to deck out was rather appealing. He'd found out that he could do that once he'd, ah... talked... to Izuku. Since then, his mind had wandered with possibilities, and honestly the serval just wanted it to look like his old apartment, but there was no way. As far as he could tell, the technology of this world hadn't advanced much past stone pickaxes and such. While he'd miss his cable television, he supposed that as long as he could still make some coffee, he'd be alright.

Toshinori had noticed the commotion in Chromeo's cabin, and if he was honest, he was a bit annoyed by all the noise of dragging furniture around. He figured if he had been sleeping right it wouldn't have been a big deal, but his headache was so painful and the restlessness made him so cranky. Still, he wasn't about to go in and yell at the Snowbounder like some old man, but... maybe he could check things out. He would even offer to help, if it would get rid of the noise quicker, though he wasn't quite sure of his own strength at this point.

The serval went to knock on the door (as best as he could, anyway) after shoving his oversized sweater sleeve out of the way. As soon as he did, though, the noise stopped. The words food break drifted faintly from the inside, and Toshinori's mouth watered against his wishes. He'd stopped eating what he didn't catch himself, which was most of the food around him, considering he was such an inept hunter.
But now his plan was foiled. He figured he could find another way to invite himself in without being weird or something, but... he couldn't really think of one. Oh! Maybe a housewarming gift? But he didn't exactly have anything to present... hm. The feline's shadowed blue eyes glanced around, a bit desperate. Maybe... maybe, he could say he was just meeting his new neighbor. After all, Toshi had just joined himself. He realized he didn't have a cabin to claim for himself, but he could fix that later. Being in the same clan, they were basically neighbors wherever his house would end up standing.

Finally, he rapped his paws on the door, hoping the sound was audible enough.
"Hello?"

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[Dimitri]

Dimitri liked having his own cabin and he liked when people stayed out of it. In their cabin, they all had their own space, praying nothing happened and Dimitri didn’t split. Nothing awful had happened to him in a while, so his brain wasn’t going haywire. If something did happen, his brain’s response was “CAN’T COPE NEeD MORE!” and he liked having his small system. It was controlled and he knew his alters well.
He was slowly getting used to people and how much bigger they were than him. However, when he looked at the serval, his mind brought up the image of the African cat whipping about and sinking claws into his side, biting down on his leg and pulling-
Where is Dagon? Where was he? He couldn’t hear or feel the alter and he took a deep breath, trying to calm down. The serval scared him- he was bigger and Dimitri barely reached his shoulders.
Theyre not going to eat you.

He dragged along his basket of two blankets, shaking as he came up next the serval and waited for an answer. He looked down at his paws.
"H-Hi. I’m Dimitri."

[guts]

Aizawa was glad to see all the new faces. When he had returned, it had pretty much been only him, Izuku, and Atbash. Now their clan was slowly rebuilding itself again, which was always a good thing. But that also meant he had to introduce himself, especially now that he was second-in-command, and he definitely wasn't very happy about that fact. Still, he had to at least try and make an appearance.

Attracted by both the commotion inside and the people crowding around the door, he approaches the cabin, looking down at Dimitri as he states his name. He was still somewhat timid, though he could only guess that was because of the size difference. He had been nervous enough around him before. But it was good he was still getting around despite his fear.

He focuses on whoever lived here, as he already knew Toshinori. He was pretty much just trying to ignore him at this point.

"SPEECH"

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[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

i should've said what i hear
i should have let myself fear

Atbash liked it whenever the newer members of Snowbound choose their cabin, since she liked to keep track of where everybody lived. Mostly for emergency reasons, but it didn't hurt to know things; she was the leader, after all! "Hey, Aizawa." Atbash greeted as she came over, dipping her head at him and Toshinori, who was somebody she hadn't met yet. "Did you join recently?" She asked Toshinori, tilting her head slightly at him as she smiled. "I'm Atbash, the leader here." She went ahead and introduced herself quickly, hoping that Toshinori didn't hold anything against her for not being at his joining. She was busy, after all.

Turning back to the situation at hand, Atbash turned towards the cabin that Chromeo had chosen, studying it for a couple seconds before she looked over at him. "How are you settling in, Chromeo?" She asked, watching as he set out treats for his direwolf companion.

bio | female | hailcaller [leader] of snowbound

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[rhosmari]

[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]The massive canine wasn't one for strange labor such as this and in fact he mildly disregarded Chromeo a lot of the time in favor of laying down in a corner and taking a nap. But sometimes the smaller canine would get the other to rise up and actually help him with moving certain objects. As the large beast allowed for his head to push a chair out of the way and into a random spot he paused upon hearing the word 'food'. It was one of the only words he understood and the feral creature lifted his head up and allowed a soft whine to leave his throat as he advanced forward, nostrils flaring as he took in huffing breathes. Drinking in the scent of the treats that were presented his way by the other male. His tail gave a lazy wag although it didn't last long before a cacophony of scents filled into his muzzle and caused him to go into alert mode. He stood tall, facing the open door with ears pulled forward as he witnessed creatures coming forward and immediately his mind went to his food. He had to protect what was his or they might take it from him and a sudden growl left the feral beasts throat. His tail was held down low, ears pulled against the side of his head as he lowered into an aggressive stance. This was his territory and his food and he'd kill them if they took another step forward. They read threat to him and he wasn't about to take any chances. Testing he took a threatening step forward, jaws curling to allow saliva to drip off of thick incisors as he snapped his muzzle forward on a warning bite toward the gathered animals outside.

tags | vocalizations | body language:

GENERAL:
▪ NAMED GHOST | HALFWAY LISTENS TO IT | NICKNAMES: TO BE DETERMINED
▪ Bisexual | biromantic | moderately tamed by Chromeo
▪ body age: 2 years old | 7/09 | realistic aging
▪ feral direwolf | of no clan currently

RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ SINGLE | NOT READY TO MINGLE | COMPLETELY FERAL
▪ ½ OF NOTHING
▪ NPC x NPC | Gen 02
▪ OTHER SIBLINGS ARE UNKNOWN

IMPORTANT FACTS:
▪ he is completely feral and doesn't understand the language that 'sentient' animals speak
▪ often shows an alpha like stance and demeanor, not willing to back down
▪ will attack those that threaten his status and or do not show submissive behavior
▪ can slowly be made domestic through interacts that include feeding, calmness, and backing down when he gets domineering
▪ can be savage and ruthless
▪ was born in the middle of winter and it is unknown rather his siblings have survived or not

VOCALIZATIONS + BODY LANGUAGE
- Growling - can be seen as threatening and also defensive (using with ears drawn back and muzzle curled). a warning for intruders to stay back or to assert dominance
- Howling - usually call to assembly, a territorial claim, a declaration of solidarity, and a celebration of being alive and being together
- Barking - though very rare it is used as an alarm for the pack
- Whines and Whimpers - these are usually used to signify frustration or anxiety but can also be used for friendly interaction and show submissive or dominant behavior
- Dominance - usually with posture that is straight and head held up, tail is erect higher than the spine
- Submissive - rolling over to present the belly to the higher ranking wolf, or shoulders hunched with tail between the legs and ears laying flat with tail tucked
- Aggression - teeth are bared, growling and with ears splayed out to the side often are a sign of aggression and possible attack mode
- Huffing - sounds of wolf smelling and taking in scent, usually can be heard during tracking
- Snapping - typically used in aggression, a command to stand down or back off
- Head Tilt - a sign of curiosity, and or confusion
- Relaxed - ears slightly to the side and tail held low and still
- Friendly - tail is wagging slowly from side to side with slightly parted jaws

PHYSICAL:
★ LARGE DIREWOLF [MAIN] | health: 100%
— standing at five feet and possibly still growing, the male is a large direwolf, built with thick and solid muscles. his body is rather bulky and muscular but he is built for speed and brute force. his fur color is thick and looks startling white though if one were to part the thick white fur there are creamy undertones underneath the white. eyes like red rubies his gaze can sometimes seem paralyzing, his claws are a black as night and rather thick for his species.
— ACCESSORIES -
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none

INTERACTION:
▪ prone to aggressive behavior | deadly and ruthless
▪ Close combat
▪ Attack in bold and underline + @
▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions

[Dimitri]

Oh god- oh god- oh god- where was Dagon? Dimitri was rigid as he watched the massive incisors, his brain already conjuring images. The dire wolf leaping at him and his jaws clamping onto his torso. Shaking Dimitri around and ripping him in half- then swallowing him in two whole bites.
Oh god what if he ate him? His tail finally tucked between his legs. He shook and shake, and the world was suddenly black as Dimitri fainted. His head landed on the blankets he brought as the tom’s consciousness retreated into the headspace.

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