07-26-2018, 03:57 AM
He couldn't blame the other for thinking he was some kind of threat, he was pretty ghastly looking unlike his hellhound form which made him look like an absolute goof. Lewis had only ever died once and well, he was lucky enough to still have most of his memories though stuff that had occurred in the past was certainly hard to remember since it had happened a long time ago yet the things he probably would have liked to forgotten dwindled within his mind whether it was up in the front or on the backburner. He didn't even realize the other shuffling closer to him until he noticed that Luca was closer, this seemed to make his cheeks warm up as he briefly ducked his head shyly feeling the gases that were escaping his jaws flow a bit more freely yet he couldn't help but shuffle a bit closer as well. He might as well make a friend out of the encounter. That was the right thing to do, no? Meet someone out of the clan and become friends? He hoped he was doing this alright, he hadn't even spoken to his own clanmates on a personal level and here he was reminiscing with a former ally.
Lewis didn't hear the news about the Typhoon not being happy with Snowbound's decision mainly because he didn't necessarily care nor was it any of his business. So, hearing of the different place was certainly refreshing to say the least "What's it like?" He finally asked with curiosity appearing his his gaze waiting to hear what Luca would say next though at the next bit, he couldn't help but feel an amused snort escape him trying to figure out what to say about Snowbound. Was there any stereotypes there he wasn't sure? All he knew there was a yellow chick named Atbash and then a green dude named Izuku, finally, there was him who was a walking eggplant of some sort. "And I promise I ain't a dishonest eggplant," Was that right? He might as well call himself an eggplant and he felt as if Snowbound was in debt to the Typhoon from what he last heard. At the charming smile, Lewis in turn would offer a genuine, warm smile or at least try especially with his gross cheek wound.
Did he say something wrong? Lewis had never been uncomfortable with being a hellhound and well, no one ever acted or treated him differently for it aside a few people. If anything Lewis felt more uncomfortable in this body than his hellhound form, he sighed a bit wishing he were a hellhound right about now though it was alright. . . For now anyways. His ears twitched a bit at the sound of more shuffling and came to realize that Luca was getting awfully close, Lewis wasn't against physical contact but he was so unused to it that he flinched at the slightest of touches or movement made towards him. His smile didn't seem to disappear but only grew a bit wider when Luca said he thought that he was lovely, Lewis doubted it but he figured it was only out of kindness. At the questions about Snowbound, the ghastly feline would glance down to his large paws only to answer "It is a bit cold up there, I'll admit. But I keep warm just fine as for the other question if I like it. . . Community wise, its nice but I'm not attached to it y'know? I don't necessarily go with the flow per say. . . I don't follow the clan as a whole but rather by individual though I haven't met many people there." Due to the fact, he still had to adjust and was low-key making himself an outcast.
"You should tell me about yourself!"
Oh God. What was he supposed to say? Well, he figured that he could try not to stray too far nor give Luca a whole biography about himself so he started with the simple things. He wore a smile as he spoke "Well, I love baking. . . I love eating sweets, its a bad habit of mine. I make the pastry and end up eating before anyone gets a bite. I love meeting new people. I enjoy playing my ukulele and play a bit of guitar. I enjoy doing art sometimes but I'm not too great at it. . . Uh, I love marigolds and buttercups. And ironically, my favorite color is purple," He couldn't help but snort at the last part but he would feel his skeletal tail wagging to the sides as he said "Now, you should tell me about yourself."
Lewis didn't hear the news about the Typhoon not being happy with Snowbound's decision mainly because he didn't necessarily care nor was it any of his business. So, hearing of the different place was certainly refreshing to say the least "What's it like?" He finally asked with curiosity appearing his his gaze waiting to hear what Luca would say next though at the next bit, he couldn't help but feel an amused snort escape him trying to figure out what to say about Snowbound. Was there any stereotypes there he wasn't sure? All he knew there was a yellow chick named Atbash and then a green dude named Izuku, finally, there was him who was a walking eggplant of some sort. "And I promise I ain't a dishonest eggplant," Was that right? He might as well call himself an eggplant and he felt as if Snowbound was in debt to the Typhoon from what he last heard. At the charming smile, Lewis in turn would offer a genuine, warm smile or at least try especially with his gross cheek wound.
Did he say something wrong? Lewis had never been uncomfortable with being a hellhound and well, no one ever acted or treated him differently for it aside a few people. If anything Lewis felt more uncomfortable in this body than his hellhound form, he sighed a bit wishing he were a hellhound right about now though it was alright. . . For now anyways. His ears twitched a bit at the sound of more shuffling and came to realize that Luca was getting awfully close, Lewis wasn't against physical contact but he was so unused to it that he flinched at the slightest of touches or movement made towards him. His smile didn't seem to disappear but only grew a bit wider when Luca said he thought that he was lovely, Lewis doubted it but he figured it was only out of kindness. At the questions about Snowbound, the ghastly feline would glance down to his large paws only to answer "It is a bit cold up there, I'll admit. But I keep warm just fine as for the other question if I like it. . . Community wise, its nice but I'm not attached to it y'know? I don't necessarily go with the flow per say. . . I don't follow the clan as a whole but rather by individual though I haven't met many people there." Due to the fact, he still had to adjust and was low-key making himself an outcast.
"You should tell me about yourself!"
Oh God. What was he supposed to say? Well, he figured that he could try not to stray too far nor give Luca a whole biography about himself so he started with the simple things. He wore a smile as he spoke "Well, I love baking. . . I love eating sweets, its a bad habit of mine. I make the pastry and end up eating before anyone gets a bite. I love meeting new people. I enjoy playing my ukulele and play a bit of guitar. I enjoy doing art sometimes but I'm not too great at it. . . Uh, I love marigolds and buttercups. And ironically, my favorite color is purple," He couldn't help but snort at the last part but he would feel his skeletal tail wagging to the sides as he said "Now, you should tell me about yourself."