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Starlight wasn't sure if his home had been.the wilds that currently surrounded him, or a nice warm home like the one that Bentley had ran away from, but either way, he would be happy to have them. The starry lost soul supposed that he would be happy with anything. After all, all he really wished for was to one day return to the state before he had ended up in the Typhoon. Not that they hadn't been treating him well in the few days he had been here, but it felt hard to connect to others when he had no frame of reference to try and interact with others. Everybody here seemed so connected, like a family, meanwhile he could hardly imagine actually having a family he remembered. He faintly wondered if maybe his old family – whoever's they had been – missed him. Perhaps like Bentley's owner may be missing him right now? Of course, just as Bentley's owner could be blissfully happy that he finally didn't gave to worry about the dog's presence, perhaps Starlight's family didn't even care enough to remember that he had once existed in their lives. Maybe he truly was just lost.
Starlight had spent the last few days becoming acclimated to the territory that their group occupied, since it would be his home, at least until he remember who he was, and perhaps afterwards. He hadn't been venturing as far out as the land bridges thus far, since the thought of going out on his own so far beyond the ship he had began to become used to was a bit scary. However, the starry pelted male had decided that he might as well go as far as the edge of the land bridge, his paws sinking into the sand and dirt beneath him as he looked downward, his glowing white eyes focused on nothing but his footsteps trailing behind him. He very nearly walked right into Bentley, before the scent of the canine alerted him to look up. His head snapped up almost unnaturally as he blinked silently at the other male, and he hesitated before realizing he should probably speak, for fear of seeming unsettling.
He flicked his star covered faintly dripping tail, taking in with a bit of disappointment that this new person also didn't have a pelt as unusual as his. He wasn't sure why he wanted to meet somebody else who wouldn't be so caught off guard by his elemental starry pelt, but he found that he did. Perhaps it was because he thought that maybe if he met somebody in common with him, they might know who he was? He quickly shook his head of his rapidly degrading thoughts and opening his muzzle, trying to recall how he had been welcomed into the group when he had ended up wandering over the land bridge in his dazed state, "Hello there, doggy..." The informal name was said without a hint of malice or sarcasm, rather just as a statement of what Bentley was, as if Starlight was reminding himself what a dog was, exactly. He then continued, sitting down and looking up at Bentley, his neck craned to take in the whole of the larger creature, "You're on the territory of the Typhoon, or rather, you're about to be... my name is Starlightbrigade, what is yours...?" He had forgotten to ask why Bentley was here, but he assumed that naturally that information would come around to the forefront when the canine realized he was about to enter a group's grounds.
Starlight had spent the last few days becoming acclimated to the territory that their group occupied, since it would be his home, at least until he remember who he was, and perhaps afterwards. He hadn't been venturing as far out as the land bridges thus far, since the thought of going out on his own so far beyond the ship he had began to become used to was a bit scary. However, the starry pelted male had decided that he might as well go as far as the edge of the land bridge, his paws sinking into the sand and dirt beneath him as he looked downward, his glowing white eyes focused on nothing but his footsteps trailing behind him. He very nearly walked right into Bentley, before the scent of the canine alerted him to look up. His head snapped up almost unnaturally as he blinked silently at the other male, and he hesitated before realizing he should probably speak, for fear of seeming unsettling.
He flicked his star covered faintly dripping tail, taking in with a bit of disappointment that this new person also didn't have a pelt as unusual as his. He wasn't sure why he wanted to meet somebody else who wouldn't be so caught off guard by his elemental starry pelt, but he found that he did. Perhaps it was because he thought that maybe if he met somebody in common with him, they might know who he was? He quickly shook his head of his rapidly degrading thoughts and opening his muzzle, trying to recall how he had been welcomed into the group when he had ended up wandering over the land bridge in his dazed state, "Hello there, doggy..." The informal name was said without a hint of malice or sarcasm, rather just as a statement of what Bentley was, as if Starlight was reminding himself what a dog was, exactly. He then continued, sitting down and looking up at Bentley, his neck craned to take in the whole of the larger creature, "You're on the territory of the Typhoon, or rather, you're about to be... my name is Starlightbrigade, what is yours...?" He had forgotten to ask why Bentley was here, but he assumed that naturally that information would come around to the forefront when the canine realized he was about to enter a group's grounds.
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