07-26-2018, 09:02 PM
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natriumguard (nathan "nate" milia) — male — tanglewood
the sound of squishing paw steps would cause the male to turn his attention towards an apparently injured feline. he felt a sudden rise from roy, the male's herbal knowledge and doctoral habits trying to overtake nate's own decision-making. but, he did not know the female nor did he know this territory and she appeared to be holding her own just fine. roy's desire to help and heal would not be anything more than suggestions, and he saw no reason to take them right now. surely the group had their own pair of healers anyway.
her own response was to the point as well, which he would appreciate. he saw no need to make small talk with all of the dangers lurking around. he hated small talk, anyway. her offer to show him to camp would cause his ears to perk upward, a bit of a pensive look entering his features. "hmm," he'd let out quietly at first. sure, why the hell not. it'd be faster this way. "a pleasure. and, yes, i would appreciate that - if it's not too much trouble." he responded, though the wording was much more to roy's suggestions already. he knew better to be rude, so he saw no reason to deny roy's manners.
the next to arrive was a kitsune, seemingly smaller than average. he twitched his ears at her welcome and then introduction, nodding slightly. "thank you," he'd say at first. perhaps it was a little irresponsible of him to pick out a name ending with "guard", seeing as he mainly chose it for royalguard. he did not like to admit that he held some sort of fond feeling towards the male - that was bo getting to him. nonetheless, her pronounciation was correct. "indeed, natriumguard. i also go by natrium or nate, if you desire to call me that."
and, finally, another feline with blossoms flying from her pelt. interesting. her name was as delicate as she seemed and he would nod, letting a small smile enter his features. he figured he should be a bit friendlier if he was going to be living with these folks. "it's a delight to meet you all, i appreciate your welcomes." nate would say politely, looking to all of them now. the small smile he allowed slowly dropped back into a blank expression once he finished.
her own response was to the point as well, which he would appreciate. he saw no need to make small talk with all of the dangers lurking around. he hated small talk, anyway. her offer to show him to camp would cause his ears to perk upward, a bit of a pensive look entering his features. "hmm," he'd let out quietly at first. sure, why the hell not. it'd be faster this way. "a pleasure. and, yes, i would appreciate that - if it's not too much trouble." he responded, though the wording was much more to roy's suggestions already. he knew better to be rude, so he saw no reason to deny roy's manners.
the next to arrive was a kitsune, seemingly smaller than average. he twitched his ears at her welcome and then introduction, nodding slightly. "thank you," he'd say at first. perhaps it was a little irresponsible of him to pick out a name ending with "guard", seeing as he mainly chose it for royalguard. he did not like to admit that he held some sort of fond feeling towards the male - that was bo getting to him. nonetheless, her pronounciation was correct. "indeed, natriumguard. i also go by natrium or nate, if you desire to call me that."
and, finally, another feline with blossoms flying from her pelt. interesting. her name was as delicate as she seemed and he would nod, letting a small smile enter his features. he figured he should be a bit friendlier if he was going to be living with these folks. "it's a delight to meet you all, i appreciate your welcomes." nate would say politely, looking to all of them now. the small smile he allowed slowly dropped back into a blank expression once he finished.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.