08-08-2019, 12:14 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-08-2019, 12:15 AM by starlightbrigade..)
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Starlight tried to visit the border of the group at least once a day, as miss Goldenluxury had been gradually teaching gim how he could help out the group while he tried to regain his lost memories, and one of those ways was to look out for new joiners. In addition to that, it usually meant that while he was walking out towards the land bridge, he found something to hunt and bring back as another way to help out the group.
He had been going out for his daily walk to the land bridge, his starry pelt reflecting off of the water nearby as the multicolored maine coon trekked through the sand until he paws hit the train tracks. He moved carefully from rung to rung, his starry drippy tail flicking behind him as his nearly all white eyes focused on the ground beneath him. When not one, but two unfamiliar scents hit his nose, however, he picked up his head at the same time as the pace. His pawsteps only further quickened when he heard the ring of the bell, flying beneath him for the first time in truly ever, as far as he knew. Eventually he came upon the two lions, and he immediately felt a truly strange pinprick of fear against his spine for the first time since he had arrived.
Sure, he was still a blank slate that should probably be mourned by nobody in the case of his death, but now he actually had a home he was helping out at, and people who were trying to help him figure out who he was. So if he ended up dying to these two large and intimidating big cats, he would probably feel a little wave of melancholy before his demise. Choosing to believe that these two were not, in fact, here to immediately kill him, he lifted his chin up and meowed calmly, his faintly glowing white eyes taking in the two very different lions curiously, "Hello there, two sirs. Can I help you? You're just about to step into the territory of the Typhoon, and it's frowned upon if you don't have a reason." His words were crisp and methodical, as they had been since the first day he had shown up on the border a little while ago. Perhaps eventually more emotion would slowly drip in, but it seemed far off in a distant future.
He had been going out for his daily walk to the land bridge, his starry pelt reflecting off of the water nearby as the multicolored maine coon trekked through the sand until he paws hit the train tracks. He moved carefully from rung to rung, his starry drippy tail flicking behind him as his nearly all white eyes focused on the ground beneath him. When not one, but two unfamiliar scents hit his nose, however, he picked up his head at the same time as the pace. His pawsteps only further quickened when he heard the ring of the bell, flying beneath him for the first time in truly ever, as far as he knew. Eventually he came upon the two lions, and he immediately felt a truly strange pinprick of fear against his spine for the first time since he had arrived.
Sure, he was still a blank slate that should probably be mourned by nobody in the case of his death, but now he actually had a home he was helping out at, and people who were trying to help him figure out who he was. So if he ended up dying to these two large and intimidating big cats, he would probably feel a little wave of melancholy before his demise. Choosing to believe that these two were not, in fact, here to immediately kill him, he lifted his chin up and meowed calmly, his faintly glowing white eyes taking in the two very different lions curiously, "Hello there, two sirs. Can I help you? You're just about to step into the territory of the Typhoon, and it's frowned upon if you don't have a reason." His words were crisp and methodical, as they had been since the first day he had shown up on the border a little while ago. Perhaps eventually more emotion would slowly drip in, but it seemed far off in a distant future.
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