with a bottle full of rain // rejoining

[MOONMADE]

[size=9pt]Are you all still going these things, even?  "Not really, no." Comes Moon's voice, butting in as he always does. Slow, lumbering, the lion makes his way towards the border. Another joining, which is usually so fucking boring it makes Moon want to find the nearest supply of deathberries and off himself with them. Personality and individuality was few and far between when it came to those who turned up at their borders, lately.

But this one-- this one was different. This one had some attitude, at least. Thank God. "Bast started that shit. Kinda' died off when he left me for the Bahamas. Got more important shit to worry about than jewelery, lately." It's true. Moon didn't know about anyone else but, for him, figuring out the murderer in their ranks came before handing out pendants. No good decorating necks if they're all slit.

He's got some semblance of regret for letting the tradition go, though. He watches the pendants fall to the ground and feels guilty, for some inexplicable reason, so he dips down and pick it back up in his mouth. Jerking his head towards Radeken, he holds it out for her. His voice is muffled by pursed lips when he speaks. "Handy you still got yours on you, though. Means I can let you in without quarantining your defensive ass for a week. Welcome back, old-timer."