BABY SHARK // joiner

[cavalrychoir]

[align=center][div style="border-width:0px; width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 140%;word-spacing:-1px;"]A child's voice echoed painfully in his cranium, bouncing off the walls and attacking his brain with enough force to make the world around him momentarily turn a brilliant white. Drawing a light pink tougnge over chapped lips, the wildcat turned his head slowly to face the direction of the voice, wondering if he was hearing things or that was an actual kid standing there. It sounded real enough, so why didn't he see anyone? She sounded like she was directly behind him and yet, here was no child in sight. He could pass it off as the voice being a figment of his imagination and after everything he's going through, he wouldn't be surprised if that were the case. The headache that made everything ten times more challenging occupied the majority of his time, relentlessly making the world around him much brighter than it really is. When it's not making his surroundings agonizingly bright, darkness creeps from his peripheral to give him tunnel vision just before he faints. Everything was abruptly too loud or too quiet and he should mention the times when he was able to see off in the distance clearly; taking note of every petal on a flower or the small frog perched on the truck of a tree. He wasn't sure what was going on, but he was running out of patience for whatever this was. But it wasn't like he was going to ignore the child, real or not. There was a chance she wasn't a figment of his imagination and she could get hurt if left alone in the territory. As much as he wanted to collapse in a pile, he needed to make sure she was safe. The longer she remained out in the open unsupervised, the higher the chances she becomes food to the gators that lurked in the territory.

Inhaling slowly, Ren forced himself to his paws and walked in the direction of the voice. It took a several minutes before dull luminaries landed on the small form of a leopard in the distance. She was covered in mud and didn't seem to be having the time of her life. The demon huffed in amusement, but stopped as another shot of pain resounded in his head. Struggling to steady himself, he waited until he was balanced once more before continuing towards her, slowly realizing despite the distance between them, he could see her perfectly. Weird.  It wouldn't be the first time this happened, but he still couldn't wrap his mind around it. The heavily scarred lynx stopped before her as stoic visionaries looked down into dark purple ones. Oh! Right. He didn't have the friendliest of appearances and scaring her - kids in general - is the last thing he wanted to do. Taking a step back, he dipped his head politely as broad shoulders were forced to relax. "This is Tanglewood and yes, you are free to join if you like." Lifting his head, he continued to introduce himself. "I am Renegadeanthem. Please call me Ren or Renegade. Might I ask your name?" He rumbled, deep voice holding it's usual indifferent tone with a splash of friendliness reserved only for kids. There was a small moment where he didn't speak and instead took in the appearance of Enceladus. Now that he was there and able to protect her from dangers, he could worry about her comfort levels and if he used his context clues, he could tell she wans't very comfortable. He wasn't fond of the mud either but if the were going to live here then they were going to have to get used to it. "Shall we get you cleaned up?"