galactic / o, joinin

[london r.]

Though there was no denying the frigid temperatures of the tundra, London did not seem to mind them anymore. It was rather strange, considering her breed was built to live in a place with more pleasant weather, but the few weeks she'd been here had helped her adjust. And she had been out in the snow most of the time as well, not being able to get enough of the beautiful landscape. She'd come from a place that might almost seem grotesque in comparison, an old abandoned gas station where the walls were covered in graffiti. Though that place held it's own charm she supposed, but it was incomparable to the lovely views of this tundra.

It was just like any other day, where she'd made her way through the white powder that made her feet numb. Sometimes she would climb into a tree or jump on whatever large rock stuck out even through the snow. The girl was just getting familiar with her surroundings as best as she could, seeing as she believed she would stay here for quite some time. She had no plans of leaving anytime soon, though she supposed that could change in an instant. After all, that was how it had been in her old home, and she had thought she could stay there forever too.

Eventually the small big cat came to notice another's presence near her, though that was a common occurrence, especially at the border. A bright smile would plaster itself upon her monochrome features as the albino made her way to greet this stranger, if they even were a stranger. She didn't believe she'd ever find a familiar face on the border, as there were very few people she knew that existed on the other side of the border, but it was always a possibility. Quite a minuscule one, but that was unimportant. "Hello, welcome to the Snowbound. Is there anything I can do to help you?" the clouded leopard would question, her voice polite, carrying with it her rather distinct British accent.