SAD SOULS||joining

[mot]

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Mot couldn’t recall ever being ‘preyed upon’. It used to be he and his siblings were always under the watchful eye of their father. A severe breach of privacy for sure, but at least he’d always felt protected. Still, he was glad this stranger had gotten to the point quickly... and with an offer of food, too. He hadn’t even needed to ask! “Thank you, mate,” he said, absentmindedly using a paw to bring the teddy bear closer. Despite his casual way of speaking, Mot was sure never to let his gaze leave the small feline. He had yet to be sure what he could expect from this place and its inhabitants. “A bet ‘ungry, I am. Could eat a tiger, probably. In fact, you think you could get me one ov them? Always wanted to try some, I ‘ave.” The young feline smiled widely, revealing two rows of crooked teeth. “I might also need someone familiar wit’ wounds and things, if you know a guy,” he continued. It was less of a request and more a demand, but Mot assumed since this fellow had been quick to offer his services that he wouldn’t mind.

The next to approach was a lot more interesting. Mot strained to look up at the femme whilst also doing his best not to appear intimidated. Although, if the giant wolf got any closer, he might not be able to resist turning tail and running back for the trees. “Woah, didn’t know monsters lived ‘round ‘ere.” He followed the somewhat insensitive statement up with a nervous chuckle. “My name’s Mot, and this ‘ere is Sam. Don’ mind ‘im, though. Useless, ‘e is.” There was an edge of contempt to his tone, strengthened after he gave the teddy bear at his feet a rough kick. “As for staying, me and my friends ‘ave been looking fo’ a place. I’m in need ov a reliable source ov food, you see.” To end his whole spiel, Mot’s smile dipped into an exaggerated pout. He didn’t like to pull the ‘helpless child’ act, but if it were to be successful in sealing a home here...

Then his attention was split once again by another very formidable-looking creature. In particular, his eyes were drawn to the oversized sword on the cougar’s back. The size of it seemed almost counterintuitive. Wasn’t it difficult to yield such a weapon? He decided he would bother Ichigo about it later. “I’m from the woods, my family lived there. Dead now, they all are.” His own tone was flat, dismissive. It wasn’t that the topic bothered him, only that it seemed like a waste of time discussing it now. He had more important things to worry about. “And your friend ‘ere - Steve, eh? - is already fetching me a proper meal. Wouldn’t mind something fo’ dessert, though.” And finally his grin returned.
 

SO DARK, SO DEEP —-- male / cornish rex cat / ten months / sunhaven member