ode to sleep // joining

[rakue]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; text-align: justify;"]Huh. This was interesting. He didn't think animals were fully capable of collecting timber, yet dotted across the scarcely opaque landscape were clean shaven stumps that did not come from the natural decay of wood. Short legs plodded across wet soil hardly conscious of the border as he slipped past it a few feet to meander through the very outskirts of Tanglewood's territory. Myriadus knew there was a group here, of course - although not exactly social, he had familiarized himself with some prevalent rogues dedicated to striking it out on their own. See, now, Myri would have preferred such a lifestyle if this incarnation had not placed him in such a useless body. A munchkin cat. Stubby legs hardly sufficient for basic movements, let alone prowling for prey or the ability to actually jump on them. So, for now, Myriadus would need the support of this conglomerate of strangers. Until his old companions joined him, at least. His last death had not been very ceremonious, and this incarnation kept him from taking many risks: Myriadus suspected he wouldn't encounter any of his old traveling partners soon, until they also met an untimely demise and cycled on to the next body.

"Hello," the brown tabby called dully in greeting, yellow gaze skimming around him with a calm curiosity. He'd yet to enter a swamp that wasn't brimming with monsters and/or struggling citizens battling the very lands they called home - it would certainly be interesting to see what he'd encounter here. "I'm looking to stay here. Join, I guess." An odd terminology - join what, exactly? But he wasn't going to critique a culture he didn't understand. "My name is Myriadus."

/im so dumb i didnt mean to mark this as private hSK OOPS