mañana // o - joining

[ashaad]

He watched Natasha carefully, if only because she was the first thing to approach him out herr and also happened to be a wolf (dangerous) but once she spoke, at least, she seemed nice enough (possible friend), or at least professional (he was in the right place, thank goodness).

“[color=#FF9900]Yup! I- uh, yeah, I’m here to join.” He confirmed, standing on his tiptoes on that rock. If asked, he’d probably stammer something about trying to keep his paw-beans off the icy stone but in honesty, it was to look bigger.

As he turned his head to look at the younger cat that was approaching - and approaching without word, so Ashaad wasn’t sure what to say, or if he should say anything at all - a brisk wind drew from the gold tom a suppressed shiver. To be fair, he was fully equipped to face coldness. He had a sturdy build, double coat, and a generous layer of fat to help keep him warm and he knew this. Ashaad wouldn’t have chosen to join a place called Snowbound if he couldn’t handle snow. That wouldn’t stop him from being a little bit of a baby about it at first. He decided to return Harrison’s smile and leave it at that. It seemed a good course of action.

“[color=#FF9900]Oh! Shoot, yes, sorry. My name’s Ashaad!” He stammered, wide-eyed and flustered. Forgetting my own name like a dingus. Awesome. He laughed awkwardly, ears pinned flat which only served to highlight how absolutely round his face was. He cleared his throat, watching another apparent Snowbounder (a bird, cool, he thought) arrive. “[color=#FF9900]It’s alright, I don’t mind giving my name for free,” Ashaad explained earnestly. “[color=#FF9900]And I’m sure I’ll learn everyone’s names eventually. What’s yours?” He mewed.

His eyes settled on the next one - a green boy! - who offered his name first. “[color=#FF9900]Hi Izuku! I’m just Ashaad. Ashaad Cat? Hah...uh, but, just Ashaad.” No more, no less. His wide sea eyes lingered on Izuku’s wings and a bit of wistful envy tugged at him before Ashaad decided that it was probably for the best that he was just a plain old cat. I wouldn’t know the first thing to do with a pair of wings. “[color=#FF9900]Super happy to meet you all!” Ashaad slid down from his rock perch slowly but with confidence. These seemed like good, kind folks to him.