do the rumble and sway // o - party

[ghostpact]

If nothing else, parties were definitely Immortal's forte. There wasn't ever a bad party when he was around because he was just that cool and engaging. It wasn't hard to figure out what was going on when there was some random gathering of clanmates. It definitely was not a meeting, so it could only be a party. Or someone was dead. As the serval sauntered onto the scene, he had a wide grin on his maw. No one looked too dead. Quickly looking around, he immediately made his way to Bastillepaw and Radeken. "Ay, Bast-y boy. I didn't know this was your kinda thing?" he said as he'd bump the younger male's shoulder before looking over the boombox. He raised a brow, looking from it to Radeken. "You can't work this thing? Easy, peasy, man. Need me to show you?"

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