Pierce was scared. Scared of who might be the first to approach him, of what words might tumble past his lips, words he might be supposed to keep secret. He wss scared that Rid and Clem would get lost along the way, or maybe that his... friend would just decide not to come entirely. That he would leave Pierce in this strange new place all alone. Pierce knew what it was to be alone, and he didn’t intend on ever feeling that again, but without Hana leading him here and his family at his side, he felt so utterly helpless and lonely. The first person to approach him wasn’t big and scary, though, even if he wasn’t someone Pierce loved. He seemed nice, even before he spoke up.
Large amber eyes were raised to focus on Jacob, a somewhat anxious smile finding its way to Pierce’s maw as the other approached. He didn’t know what it was - he definitely didn’t know this kid -, but something about him felt familiar, and comfortable. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all? Snowbound. It was a pretty name, and it suited this territory. Perhaps some would call it uncreative or original, but he had to disagree. Not everything had to be complex and thought out. It was nice, and that was what mattered.
[color=#F5CA72]”Snowbound?” he echoed, licking his dry, now-cold nose. ”Is this a clan? If you don’t mind me asking, who’s your leader?” Did he know them? Probably not, but maybe. He paused, realizing he was probably asking too many questions and overstepping his boundaries. Sitting back a bit - he realized he’d kind of been leaning forward -, he listened to Jacob’s inquiry, pausing. Where was he... from? Home. It had a name, and he knew it did, but he couldn’t remember it for the life of him. ”I- uh... I don’t- don’t remember,” he managed, not stuttering as he once had out of reflex or fear, but just as he thought out his next words. He had to choose them carefully, so as to avoid further questioning.
The dappled tom really had no idea what to say, though, only offering Jacob a tight smile as he ran through his options in his head, until Jersey showed up. Now, this guy was really familiar, but Pierce didn’t know any Jerseyboys, and he was pretty sure the man before him wasn’t one easily forgotten.
"What, you lookin' for somewhere else?"
and Pierce was quick to shake his head, not too sure of the answer himself. HAna hadn’t told him the name of the place they were going to- or, if she had, he couldn’t remember. ”Oh, no, no, my- uh, my friend brought me here. I just... don’t know where she is. My- um, my daughter and my... uh, the rest of my family are supposed to be here someday soon. Is it, ah, okay with you guys if we stick around? We can, like, totally carry our own weight, and stuff- the... other guy coming and I grew up in a place kinda like this.” Where the hell that was? He had no idea. But he knew they had, that much was for sure. He paused for a moment, his claws sinking slightly into the sand as Jers spoke, though his smile did seem to brighten slightly at his words. ”Yeah, right- sorry.” What was he apologising for? No idea, really. ”Hey, uh, if you don’t mind me asking, what are you guys’ names?” He’d already introduced himself - he was curious to properly meet the other two.
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Large amber eyes were raised to focus on Jacob, a somewhat anxious smile finding its way to Pierce’s maw as the other approached. He didn’t know what it was - he definitely didn’t know this kid -, but something about him felt familiar, and comfortable. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all? Snowbound. It was a pretty name, and it suited this territory. Perhaps some would call it uncreative or original, but he had to disagree. Not everything had to be complex and thought out. It was nice, and that was what mattered.
[color=#F5CA72]”Snowbound?” he echoed, licking his dry, now-cold nose. ”Is this a clan? If you don’t mind me asking, who’s your leader?” Did he know them? Probably not, but maybe. He paused, realizing he was probably asking too many questions and overstepping his boundaries. Sitting back a bit - he realized he’d kind of been leaning forward -, he listened to Jacob’s inquiry, pausing. Where was he... from? Home. It had a name, and he knew it did, but he couldn’t remember it for the life of him. ”I- uh... I don’t- don’t remember,” he managed, not stuttering as he once had out of reflex or fear, but just as he thought out his next words. He had to choose them carefully, so as to avoid further questioning.
The dappled tom really had no idea what to say, though, only offering Jacob a tight smile as he ran through his options in his head, until Jersey showed up. Now, this guy was really familiar, but Pierce didn’t know any Jerseyboys, and he was pretty sure the man before him wasn’t one easily forgotten.
"What, you lookin' for somewhere else?"
and Pierce was quick to shake his head, not too sure of the answer himself. HAna hadn’t told him the name of the place they were going to- or, if she had, he couldn’t remember. ”Oh, no, no, my- uh, my friend brought me here. I just... don’t know where she is. My- um, my daughter and my... uh, the rest of my family are supposed to be here someday soon. Is it, ah, okay with you guys if we stick around? We can, like, totally carry our own weight, and stuff- the... other guy coming and I grew up in a place kinda like this.” Where the hell that was? He had no idea. But he knew they had, that much was for sure. He paused for a moment, his claws sinking slightly into the sand as Jers spoke, though his smile did seem to brighten slightly at his words. ”Yeah, right- sorry.” What was he apologising for? No idea, really. ”Hey, uh, if you don’t mind me asking, what are you guys’ names?” He’d already introduced himself - he was curious to properly meet the other two.
”speech”
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