While the land of Tanglewood wasn't for him, they had took him in and gave him shelter, a place to stay in his time of need where he was running from humans to escape them the best he could. For that, he would owe a debt to Tanglewood and he wouldn't forget it. He wasn't sure of the stance of Tanglewood and The Typhoon, but if worse came to worse for both the groups then he would have to fight alongside The Typhoon. Though one way or another, he would find a way to repay his debt to the group. In the middle of the night he had left the land of Tanglewood, paws and piebald fur soaked to the bone as he began his way through the marshlands and finally escaped, seeing the moonlight glisten. It had been a while since he had seen any sort of sunlight or moonlight considering that Tanglewood lived in such a dense forest, seeing what laid in the sky was impossible. Though here he was, out the forest and on a new journey. He had asked a few insiders of Tanglewood what The Typhoon was after hearing the name be thrown around here and there from members, and finally when the description of the group peeked his interest he asked for it's location and set out to find out.
Marcellus had been walking until the start of dawn, his eyes growing heavy and his paws tired. Once he sought out this group, the first thing he was going to do was take a nap. A large nice nap where he could rest his aching paws, feeling as though he had just walked on burning coals for twenty or more miles. With all the walking he had been doing, it was a relief to see the railroad that led to the island and the sign that held their group sign. Thank lord he was almost there. With only a little bit of space left between him and the entrance to the Typhoon, the king cheetah began to pick up the pace against the better judgement of his burning paws, his eyes practically glowing with relief and happiness to finally be able to have a place to rest. Hopefully that is. His pelt still stank of Tanglewood scent unknown to him, and whether that would play a factor into if he would be allowed to join or not. Well they would have to see.
His paws began to make their way to the beginning of the railroad, his paws submerging in the shallow water as he began. Yet a three mile walk laid ahead of him but if it meant a warm place to stay and a bed he was already completely sold. The cheetah fought to stay on the railroad, even going as far as hooking his claws whenever he felt a wave come close to his side. The water whilst shallow, he still wasn't going to take any chances and frankly only having three able legs didn't help his case. He felt a small wave crash up against his side and wet his entire stomach, the male groaning with sharp annoyance. In Tanglewood he had to deal with the wet marsh, absolutely dreading it, but here he was again having to deal with actual water, another thing to get him wet. He forced himself to keep going, his head lifting when he saw the big gates that led to the inside of The Typhoon. "Land! Finally, land!" His cry was enthusiastic which led to a surge of energy through him and him beginning to run. With his run he had nearly slipped, catching himself quickly and returning back to a walking pace where he finally arrived at the gates.
Good, he was here. So how was he supposed to get their attention?
The king cheetah turned his head to look over the wall and then to the side, noting a few golden bells. Maybe that was how? He padded over to them and clasped his jaws firmly around the stringy-thingy, pulling down to ring the bells once. Now he would wait and hope that this was the right action to take upon joining.
Marcellus had been walking until the start of dawn, his eyes growing heavy and his paws tired. Once he sought out this group, the first thing he was going to do was take a nap. A large nice nap where he could rest his aching paws, feeling as though he had just walked on burning coals for twenty or more miles. With all the walking he had been doing, it was a relief to see the railroad that led to the island and the sign that held their group sign. Thank lord he was almost there. With only a little bit of space left between him and the entrance to the Typhoon, the king cheetah began to pick up the pace against the better judgement of his burning paws, his eyes practically glowing with relief and happiness to finally be able to have a place to rest. Hopefully that is. His pelt still stank of Tanglewood scent unknown to him, and whether that would play a factor into if he would be allowed to join or not. Well they would have to see.
His paws began to make their way to the beginning of the railroad, his paws submerging in the shallow water as he began. Yet a three mile walk laid ahead of him but if it meant a warm place to stay and a bed he was already completely sold. The cheetah fought to stay on the railroad, even going as far as hooking his claws whenever he felt a wave come close to his side. The water whilst shallow, he still wasn't going to take any chances and frankly only having three able legs didn't help his case. He felt a small wave crash up against his side and wet his entire stomach, the male groaning with sharp annoyance. In Tanglewood he had to deal with the wet marsh, absolutely dreading it, but here he was again having to deal with actual water, another thing to get him wet. He forced himself to keep going, his head lifting when he saw the big gates that led to the inside of The Typhoon. "Land! Finally, land!" His cry was enthusiastic which led to a surge of energy through him and him beginning to run. With his run he had nearly slipped, catching himself quickly and returning back to a walking pace where he finally arrived at the gates.
Good, he was here. So how was he supposed to get their attention?
The king cheetah turned his head to look over the wall and then to the side, noting a few golden bells. Maybe that was how? He padded over to them and clasped his jaws firmly around the stringy-thingy, pulling down to ring the bells once. Now he would wait and hope that this was the right action to take upon joining.
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