one drag for my sorrows ;; joining

[cavalrychoir]

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Cav stiffened slightly as the air around her shifted, blinking his eyes a few times before flattening his ears a bit. She did tell him to call her by her first name, he hasn't forgotten. His slip of the tongue landed him a scolding from the smaller feline though all seemed to be forgiven when he brushed against her. "Yes, I'm sorry." He mumbled an apology as he lifted his gaze back to her once more as she continued to speak, revealing how she got her injury. Ears perking up, he bit down hard on the inside of his mouth to hold back a growl. A cage? Here? Why were there cages? He had many questions but he decided to hold back on voicing them for now. And he was glad he did as her playful question was shot his way. "It sounds stupid when you say it aloud." He grumbled, shifting his eyes to look elsewhere as his ears lowered ever so slightly in a guilty manner. Instincts told him to cut down anyone who inconvenienced or did him wrong so it was normal to jump into a battle without notice. However, fighting an inanimate object was kind of... dumb.

Even if he wanted to continue, he couldn't as small paws were placed on his lips to quiet him followed by a promise to speak on a later date. Nodding his head, Cav's dark eyes looked to each individual as Delilah said their name. When she finished introducing them, he dipped his head. "A pleasure." He meowed solemnly, wondering if he could learn to trust these individuals. He hoped he could. Being by himself and not having to worry about keeping up appearances was nice, but he felt being able to rely on another felt even better. It was a terrifying though, though. To trust another completely- to allow yourself to be so vulnerable... It goes against everything he was taught. Then again, if it does contradict what he's learned from his tribe, chances are it was a good thing. He decided to cling to this revelation in hopes that it is true. As she continued, his expression flashed with mild shock before going back o something more neutral, albeit, tail twitching in a sheepish manner. If he hadn't hesitated when he saw the petals, she would have been his lunch. It hurts him to think he would have killed her without a moments notice. Lifting both his paws, he sighed as he placed them on his face. "Yes... I'm very sorry." He apologized once more, shoulder's drooping in defeat. He'd rather not think about that time and was thankful when Delilah spoke again. Once again, he was caught off guard. Invisible brows furrowed in concern as dark luminaries dropped to the ground. Thinking for a moment, he replied quietly. "Yes." It wasn't completely true, though. He was able to meet Delilah and through her he was able to join Tanglewood. So maybe life wasn't as bad as he thought it was. Too bad he didn't know how to put it into words.

Returning his attention back to Morgan, he nodded his head once. Town? Was it an actual town or did they just call it such? He suppose he'll find out soon enough.