ASSEMBLY [★] SOMEWHERE I BELONG

[arcy]

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trying to hold the wind

Moomin had, very specifically, avoided thinking about how long he was going to be staying here. That he was just sort of ... stuck here, since he couldn't find his way home. I mean, there was seriously a whole mountain as a landmark there, and he couldn't see it, so ... here he was. So, yes, Moomin was avoiding his problems, but there was no getting out of it now. The bear's ears fall back as he looks up at Tena, eyes wide and nervous. Swear an oath. Swear an oath. Swear an oath.
It wasn't bad. It was something that Moomin didn't mind agreeing to, but his heart still sinks, tail curling around himself. This would be his new home, if he agreed. It didn't feel like home. He didn't mind the people here, either. He glances around at those gathered -- Killua and the, um, other one had turned down the oath. That meant he could, too, but Moomin was going to be realistic. This was his only real option, and he was going to be here for ... a long time.
How does one swear an oath? This was all so ... important. Formal. The valley hadn't ever had official meetings. There wasn't anyone in charge. His tail is swinging, agitated.
"I, um," He says quietly, hesitant. He continues on, stronger. "I do. I will." He promises, only just loud enough to be heard. His eyes promptly find his paws again, ears pressed flat against his head. This was it, then. He swallows. He hoped he hadn't made a mistake. He hopes he can make some real friends, soon.

elysium - polar bear - 2 years