ADDICTIVE TENDENCIES // JOINING

[FUBUKI]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]Had Ren approached the Ascendant's borders on his first day without a concussion, such nonchalance towards his surroundings may've occurred at the bicoloured feline's paws originally. Even looking at the stranger try and slumber now, despite the tilted head he'd offer, Ren couldn't help but picture himself gazing at a reflection - albeit one that was a little... he didn't know. Normally the tom would've come up with a playful insult or boast by now, but truthfully the only thing he could gather from the fellow feline was that they were tired. The minute Ren opened his mouth, anything could happen, the way his leg muscles tensed and relaxed suggested that he subconsciously knew that fact. Regardless of the caution he should've been showing (and knew he should be showing), he quietly made his way closer to the curled up creature, ears flicking habitually in thought. How did he go about this?

Frowning, Ren lifted up one of his snow white paws, keeping his claws sheathed despite his awkwardness regarding the situation telling him to flex them. Figuring a voice may not have been enough at that point in time, the Observer would hope to jab the male's side with the raised paw, praying it was delivered with plenty of harshness to get the other out of that state. Perhaps he would've left Eden to sleep, but being out in the open with so many potential threats about didn't seem so wise. Talks of murderers ran rampant around the gossipers, he'd rather see the stranger alive but grumpy as opposed to dead. "You dying?" Ren'd ask, regardless of the seriousness behind aforementioned thoughts. Even with how stern his look and actions may've been, the playful jest of his words gave hope that he was still down to earth.