08-06-2018, 09:06 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family:arial; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color:; padding: 20px"]The feline reacted to the intrusion the way anyone would; the hairs on her spine prickled and the rest of her form went tense, rising from her sitting position. It was only when a threat was not brought up that she calmed. "I'm here?" she counted herself lucky that she hadn't made a mistake. After all, who knew where she could've ended up? Maybe in that group full of pirates, if she had gotten really unlucky. The stranger - reffie, her name was (she was so small, smaller than Stella) - asked another question, although it took the clouded leopard a moment to answer. "... Yes, of course. I'm Stellamaris. It's a pleasure." her voice was hesitant at first, but with a roll of her tongue it settled into the rough dialect she had picked up over her years of traveling. Much of her young life had been spent alone; her kind were not well-known for their hospitality, so she was stuck with learning from those she met on her journeys.
Another soon joined, and so did a third. The second was so very odd that it took her squinting twice to truly grasp what she was looking at. He seemed to be some kind of fish - but at the same time, a cat! The child in her pulled at her vocals, vying for an explanation of some kind, but it was quickly dismissed by the notion of how impolite it would be to inquire such a thing. "I was lost, wasn't I? I've never really been in a group before. No wonder it took me a while to find one." she answered his question in a orderly tone. Warmth and kindness did not radiate off of her like a second skin, nor did the cold indifference of another; she was more reserved, calm. "It's nice to meet you, Monroe. An ocean, you say? I've never seen one before. It's... water, right? Bigger than streams and ponds." it would be so neat to see one for the first time. Maybe even swim in it!
"Thank you for the welcome, Jericho." she said to the last cat, a ginger tabby. Her ears twitched curiously. "Before I get lost again, would it be okay for me to ask where you all live? I don't trust myself to go at it alone."
Another soon joined, and so did a third. The second was so very odd that it took her squinting twice to truly grasp what she was looking at. He seemed to be some kind of fish - but at the same time, a cat! The child in her pulled at her vocals, vying for an explanation of some kind, but it was quickly dismissed by the notion of how impolite it would be to inquire such a thing. "I was lost, wasn't I? I've never really been in a group before. No wonder it took me a while to find one." she answered his question in a orderly tone. Warmth and kindness did not radiate off of her like a second skin, nor did the cold indifference of another; she was more reserved, calm. "It's nice to meet you, Monroe. An ocean, you say? I've never seen one before. It's... water, right? Bigger than streams and ponds." it would be so neat to see one for the first time. Maybe even swim in it!
"Thank you for the welcome, Jericho." she said to the last cat, a ginger tabby. Her ears twitched curiously. "Before I get lost again, would it be okay for me to ask where you all live? I don't trust myself to go at it alone."