RAMBLING MAN | OPEN/NAME CHANGE/ENTRANCE RITUAL

[coldblue]

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Blue is supportive...in his own way.

The young tomcat strolls over with a rather disinterested expression, though anyone with sharp enough eyes could spot the curiosity glimmering within his frigid blue gaze. "Sure, not like I knew you before anyways." He shrugs noncommittally. Blue likes to play at being a jerk, even if he isn't as mean as he pretends to be. It's just easier to keep everyone at a distance this way--he has never had a friend besides his sister and his aunt, and he is not about to start now. At least, that is what he tells himself to soothe the pain of having zero people who like him outside of his family. With parents like Pincher and Guru, it is amazing that his sister Goldie has any social skills at all. Coldblue definitely got the unsociable dickwad genes from both of his parents.

With a huff, the youth finally seems to get over himself and begins to warm to the idea of talking to people he is unfamiliar with. Coldblue is like an old car: it grinds and groans when you first start, but as the engine starts to run and the machinery begins to warm, it runs without a problem until the next time you need to start the damn thing. Not that anyone around here knows what a car is, anyways.

"My name is Coldblue Roux," he says, considerably a lot friendlier than he was just moments before. Goldie would be upset with him if he did not at least try to make friends, or whatever. "It's nice to meet you. Congrats' on completing the initiation." While it is not entirely genuine, it is clear that Blue is attempting to be kind or something to that degree. Mostly, he's just glad that he was born here and never had to bother with the stupid ritual.