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[FUBUKI]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]With short fur and a form too sleek to be carrying much insulating fat, the domestic cat wasn't so appreciative of the brief days and chilly nights that the approaching winter had to offer. Without the blanket that hay had offered him and without his mother by his side, his first winter alone would certainly be a cruel one if he chose to spend his time outside, Ren wanted to tough it out though. The time would come when the snow settled when he'd have to hunt and fight in less than stellar conditions both for himself and the young, if he complained about this then goodness, he'd be embarrassed with himself. As the male trotted along, head lower than normal as he contemplated the weather, he'd squeeze down a little harder on the fresh mouse he was carrying in his mouth. Musky fur and blood pressed against a pink nose was a surefire way to dull his sense of smell, but grey eyes could still wander.

He looked to where grass seemed to be rustled, and with curiosity he followed along the path. It didn't take him long to arrive at the Starpool, nor did it take him long to realise he was staring at the behind of a young lion. Figuring that it wasn't Titan just shaving his mane or Moon playing one last jest on the group before his spirit departed, Ren would slowly approach the other as he drank, hoping to sit down quietly next (and facing) to the other. Even as a young adult himself, he was already dwarfed by the self proclaimed 'king of the jungle', and though everyone could react differently to a stranger settling close to them, the male tried not to show his caution. He'd rather not die for his teasing, after all. "Does the water taste like stars? I haven't tried it myself," he murmured through his catch. Someone else would most likely take the reigns in asking this fellow for his name and intentions whilst trespassing.