◜ . there's a man with a gun over there ┊border patrol . ◞

[FUBUKI]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]At the call, all motivation within the male dissipated into an inaudible groan. Wrong place, wrong time, the male paused in his tracks as soon as the cry for a border patrol had ended, lowering his head in a permanent state of flinching whilst he contemplated his options. There would be no shame in skipping this one, yet on the contrary, he might miss out on something interesting if he called it quits for today. Are you sure you're not just trying to justify hanging out with these creatures? Ren asked himself, being unable to come up with a solid answer to his own interrogation. Ashen eyes slowly opened again, gazing longingly at civilisation and picturing his cozy room past layers of brick. His body could met into the duckfeather pillows, he could breathe in the incense burning that flowery scent and...

Who was he kidding? He had no such things in his room. His sleeping quarters felt like they'd be as barren as the untouched moors until he left the group, but a cat could dream, right? Focusing back in on the patrolling party, barely giving the three a long glance, Ren nodded his head. "Sure," he nearly yawned out, prior dreaming of comforts having an affect on him. Now that he'd committed, it was too late to turn back - it was time to break away from laziness and become a proper warrior for an hour. Paws pleading for him to go the other way, Ren strode closer to the group, tail subtly lashing at his own actions. Since when did he conform to such things? Since you wanted a friend.