YOU MAKE ME A BELIEVER // o, m & g

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ICHIGO KUROSAKI

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i don't fight because i want to win, i fight to win!

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The Shinigami didn't know a lot of faces, and that was self-explanatory. He had barely been here a day and he was confused about how the group really wanted to run itself. Having been the leader twice in his lifetime, he didn't know what to make of the group just yet. Majority of the creatures here seemed to be fairly okay in his eyes, but he wasn't going to take anything at face value. He had done that plenty of times before and nearly had gotten himself killed countless times. The over-sized cougar had yet to settle down into the area, as he wasn't going to claim a spot for himself just yet. Instead, he was trying to to know those that lived in the place such as this. He blinked his bi-colored eyes as he walked carefully through the camp. He was fairly certain that the wood underneath his paws were bound to give out sooner or later and he would end up drowning from the amount of weight on his body. He had plenty of powers that did indeed keep him alive, but that didn't mean they were always going to be used either. Half the time he only used his powers if they were absolutely necessary. Ichigo twitched the black tip of his tail before he heard a voice that he didn't recognize. That wasn't much of a surprise considering that he still didn't know anyone by name around here other than Infirmaryward.

English also wasn't Ichigo's first language, but having 5 years to learn it meant that he was pretty damn good at it, Japanese being the native language that he knew as well. The wildcat still had trouble from time to time describing certain objects but so far no slip-ups had happened as of late. He decided that he might as well track down the voice, and it wasn't hard to hear the armored cougar making his way over. His yellow and brown eye landing onto the forms of a canine, what breed he did not know, and a young wolf. They were both kids. Ichigo felt a small ache in his heart, and the Shinigami visibly hesitated whether or not he was actually going to approach the two before finally realizing he was being awkward by standing there. Cealica. It was a nice name. Where were her parents though? It was common in the likes of a clan for other animals to drop their offspring at the border, and this could have happened to both of them. Ichigo sat himself down, keeping himself a little bit away from the two canids, as his stature could certainly be intimidating to some. "Hey there kiddo. I'm Kurosaki Ichigo. You can just call me Ichigo. Where are you from?" Ichigo questioned, and the question was open to both of the animals as he looked between them both. The Shinigami looked tired, but that wasn't something that was ever gone.