SWEET NOTHINGS - open; joining lost creature

[purgatory]

[align=center][div style="width:55%;font-family:arial;font-size:8.5pt;text-align:justify;line-height:110%;text-transform:lowercase;word-spacing:0.5px;letter-spacing:-0.5px;color:#5c5c5c"]Cronas hadn't been alive long enough to understand the weight behind ranks despite holding a high one themselves. They were presented with it due to what they suppose is dedication and they accepted it. It wasn't like it was hindering them in any way, nor did it give them special rights or privileges. If that were the case, they were unaware of them. To be shown such respect was interesting to them and they began to wonder just how far the curious looking newcomer would go. Perhaps he was putting up an innocent front? Perhaps this was how he's raised? Cronas didn't have it in them to judge others, though never once were they not curious about something. Dagda held their interest for a bit as the child approached on quiet paws. Seating themselves next to Deldrach, abnormally pale crystal blue eyes stared at the hellhound for a while as a long grey tail wrapped itself neatly over their paws. Only when they were comfortable did they speak, their voice holding its usual monotone flatness. "Hell...hound?" They echoed, cranium tilting slightly to the side. "Cronas thinks Dagda is interesting." They meowed, referring to him overall. The way he speaks, acts and looks is all new to the feline. To them, it's a learning experience- like a lot of things. "Cronas would like to know if there are more creatures like Dagda... Hellhounds, they mean." Came their flat inquiry. There was a noticeable pause before they breathed a soft, "oh." before dipping their head politely. They seemed to have gotten ahead of themselves, didn't they? It was impolite of them to ask him questions about himself when he requested to join and Cronas hadn't introduced themselves. "Cronas is Cronas." They started, lifting their head. "If Dagda would like to join the Typhoon, he is welcome to do so." They weren't sure what he meant by "be in service to someone" but Cronas knew Dagda knew what he was talking about. The Privateer decided to let him handle that part by himself.
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